Oh, Little Ghost, Want Power!

"Lord Third, Naruto performed quite well today. He didn't skip class this morning, and he spent the afternoon training outside with Shikamaru and the others."

Iruka was one of the few who knew Naruto was a jinchuriki, so he wasn't particularly surprised by the Third's inquiry and answered accordingly. As for Naruto's unusual behavior, he had already put it out of his mind.

"Haha, little Naruto is still as energetic as ever, hmm, that's good."

"Indeed, it's great that he's making friends."

In the Third's eyes, it was a good thing Naruto had the energy to skip class, and as for him playing with Shikamaru and the others, that would only strengthen Naruto's bonds, which pleased the Third even more.

Iruka wore a look of helplessness. He knew that ninjas were forged on the battlefield, so most of them didn't place much importance on theory—even the Third was the same. That was why, despite Naruto being a dead-last, the Third had never actually taught him anything.

"Alright, it's getting late, you should head back, Iruka." Having heard a satisfactory answer, the Third felt at ease.

"Yes, Lord Third." Iruka was used to this; he bowed and took his leave.

The Third, now relieved, also went home to rest. Naruto's situation had made him feel quite exhausted today. There were no small matters when it came to a jinchuriki, and the most critical point was that if something were to happen to the Nine-Tails, there was no one in Konoha currently capable of suppressing it. As for using the Dead Demon Consuming Seal himself? Don't make him laugh.

The older one gets, the more one fears death; there are very few who can truly let go.

Meanwhile, on Naruto's side.

After training for a short while, he discovered that the Six Thief Immortals did not require active cultivation; it could cultivate on its own, which left Naruto feeling a bit bored.

Lying on his bed, he felt an urgent desire to increase his strength, but currently, Naruto only knew the Three Basic Jutsu, and he wasn't even proficient in those.

It was impossible to be in the ninja world and not practice ninjutsu, but wanting to practice it was another matter.

Thinking of this, Naruto frowned. He had no channels to access ninjutsu right now. Asking the Third was impossible, and asking anyone else was even less likely.

Ninjutsu wasn't just some commodity; there were no channels to buy it. Don't be fooled by the high-level ninjas in the later stages who threw around high-level jutsu like confetti; in normal circumstances, even a jonin might not master a single S-rank jutsu.

The Third doesn't seem like the type to cultivate me. Sasuke only knows one Fire Style, the Great Fireball. For a prestigious Uchiha, those high-level jutsu must have been carved up by the Third and Danzo.

Thinking of Sasuke's current bad luck, he realized that every Uchiha used to know many jutsu, but the inheritance had been severed by the time it reached him. He only knew the Great Fireball before graduation. Later, Kakashi taught him the Chidori, and after defecting, he did quite well—Orochimaru's ninjutsu was no joke.

Thinking of the Chidori, Naruto paused. That's right, he had almost forgotten his signature jutsu: the Rasengan. This jutsu didn't require hand seals, and given his current situation, he could fully research it in a short amount of time.

This one jutsu would be enough for him to use. Thinking of this, Naruto couldn't help but break out of his logical constraints. He had been thinking within the confines of the plot, forgetting that he was no longer the original Naruto. He had the Six Thief Immortals; in reality, he was best suited for taijutsu. With an immortal body, he didn't need to hold back at all during taijutsu training.

I seem perfectly suited for the Eight Inner Gates.

Thinking of taijutsu, the strongest taijutsu in the ninja world came to mind. And if he wanted to learn it, given Might Guy's personality, as long as one showed the desire to train, he would definitely teach them. However, although the Eight Inner Gates were powerful, they were difficult to master, and while Naruto respected Might Guy, he didn't want to practice the Eight Inner Gates.

The Eight Inner Gates had a side effect that wasn't exactly a side effect: while the gates were open, the chakra in the body became too volatile to use any ninjutsu.

I've already transmigrated; practicing this really isn't appropriate.

At the very least, Naruto didn't like the training method of the Eight Inner Gates. He had watched plenty of anime; there was no need to look for others. Previously, he hadn't had the chance, but now that he had time, Naruto wanted to try researching taijutsu himself.

With an immortal body and endless chakra, he was perfectly suited for research.

It was a pity he didn't know the Shadow Clone jutsu yet, or he could train much faster.

Thinking about his future development, he drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

Drip, drop.

In a dark, underground sewer, Naruto frowned. How did he end up here?

Looking at the familiar environment, Naruto naturally knew where he was.

"Here, brat, come over. Do you want power? Come here."

Just then, a seductive voice rang out.

Naruto naturally knew this was the voice of the Nine-Tails. He wasn't afraid and walked toward the depths of the place.

Looking at the environment, Naruto couldn't help but frown. To be honest, if he were locked up here, he didn't know if he would go insane, but then Naruto froze.

"Damn, sealing jutsu."

Thinking of the Nine-Tails' miserable state, Naruto finally recalled a detail he had been ignoring.

If you asked what was the most powerful thing in the ninja world, it wasn't some ninjutsu or some eye technique, but sealing jutsu—from sealing Kaguya Otsutsuki to sealing a person's chakra.

Others might not know, but Naruto, having watched Naruto, knew that sealing jutsu existed even before Kaguya descended upon the ninja world, and entities like Moryo and the Shinigami had appeared in this world long ago.

Even he himself could be sealed.

Thinking of the Nine-Tails' fate, Naruto shuddered. He didn't want to be sealed like the Nine-Tails. It seemed he would have to learn some sealing jutsu when he had the chance.

After only a moment of hesitation, Naruto continued forward.

Soon, he arrived before a massive gate. The gate was so large that Naruto couldn't see the top even when he looked up. At the same time, through the gap in the gate, deep in the darkness, he could only see a pair of eyes as large as lanterns.

Gulp.

Naruto couldn't help but swallow hard. No matter how you looked at it in the anime, it was just 2D, but now in 3D, both the sheer size and that sense of oppression made Naruto feel a sense of suffocation.

"Oh, brat, do you want power? If you want it, tear off that paper, and all my power will be yours."

The Nine-Tails' seductive voice rang out. Naruto's heart skipped a beat. Others might not know, but Naruto knew exactly how strong the Nine-Tails was, and because he knew, he couldn't help but feel tempted.

"You must be the Nine-Tails."

Facing such a supernatural creature for the first time, he was still a bit nervous.

"I'll have you know, I'm not afraid of you."

Although he said that, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. The gap in that gate was just too big, and he was genuinely afraid the Nine-Tails might charge out. Of course, Naruto knew this was a barrier formed by a seal and that it was impossible for it to pass through, but the visual was right there, and he was still very scared.

Seeing the brat's appearance, the Nine-Tails almost laughed, but managed to hold it in. He couldn't break character.

Of course, the Nine-Tails hadn't pulled Naruto in this time; it was Naruto himself who had entered because of his intense craving for power.