No Other Choice

At the training ground north of the castle, Jiraiya was tied to a cross, while Orochimaru and Shiraishi Yoshijo stood nearby, silently watching him.

When he had first been imprisoned, although his Chakra had been sealed, Jiraiya had still put up quite a fuss. But before the Anbu's torture devices, he was dealt with miserably every day. Now, he could only glare at the two of them with his eyes, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing Jiraiya's miserable state, Orochimaru laughed cheerfully. "Yoshijo, as long as Jiraiya is killed, Konoha will no longer have a pillar to rely on."

Shiraishi Yoshijo rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Don't try to stir things up in front of me. The news of him causing trouble in Peach Country and getting caught has already spread throughout the Shinobi World. Konoha doesn't dare negotiate with me, but the Daimyo of the Land of Fire has offered quite a high price to ransom him back. Besides, he's one of our few friends. Killing him would be somewhat hard to bear."

"I see. What a pity."

"Once I've given him a proper beating, I'll let him go. Forget about that idiot for now. Orochimaru, when will you be able to clone a body? I'm still waiting for your Living Corpse Reincarnation."

"Didn't you read my research results on Hashirama Cells? My cloning technology is still incomplete."

Shiraishi Yoshijo said with a smile, "You really won't consider cloning a body on my side?"

Orochimaru glanced at him and said expressionlessly, "To be honest, I don't trust you."

"Don't you think that's rather rude, Orochimaru? You've always been the one defaulting on your debts to me. When have I ever defaulted on mine? Forget it, I understand. After all, you're poor and unwilling to work hard. The