Cultivating Flying Thunder God

Naruto Uzumaki understood Jiraiya's intentions at a glance.

"Alright, kid, find a spot and practice on your own."

Jiraiya let out a yawn, leaned against the campfire, and began to sleep.

Naruto Uzumaki looked at Jiraiya, said nothing more, and instantly entered the Nine-Tails chakra mode.

He then began to control his hair, attempting to practice.

However, no matter what his hair touched, it would instantly shatter.

A night passed.

The surrounding area had been destroyed beyond recognition by Naruto Uzumaki.

Jiraiya yawned and opened his eyes.

He looked around in a daze.

The lush forest from yesterday had turned into a barren wasteland today.

"Kid, what did you do?"

Jiraiya's mouth twitched.

Naruto Uzumaki took a few deep, labored breaths.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go."

His facial muscles trembled as he spoke; he had tried that method countless times throughout the night, yet he hadn't succeeded even once.

It could be said that all of Naruto Uzumaki's power had been easily obtained, and he had never put in any grueling effort.

Even his training had mostly been about tempering his mindset.

Therefore, it was fair to say that Naruto Uzumaki's first attempt at this kind of training was a miserable failure.

"What a short-tempered brat."

Jiraiya was speechless.

Without further words, the two hurried on their way.

Three days later, they arrived in the Land of Hot Water.

The place was bustling with people coming and going, including ninjas, merchant caravans, and samurai.

Everyone who came here was for tourism.

"What now? Should we split up to look?"

On the main street, Naruto Uzumaki looked around, feeling somewhat helpless. He had just tried to use the Mind's Eye of the Kagura to search, but there were too many people here, he had never met Tsunade, and she possessed the Yin Seal, so he couldn't locate her for the time being.

"No rush. Let's find a place to get some rest first."

Jiraiya's lazy nature kicked in, and he found an inn to stay at.

Naruto Uzumaki was a bit speechless, but since the other party wasn't in a hurry, there was no need for him to be either.

So, he accompanied him to experience the local hot springs.

Fortunately, it was just the two of them, Naruto Uzumaki was still a child, and the place was shrouded in mist, creating quite an atmospheric setting.

Clear water washes away a thousand sorrows, relaxing both body and mind.

The relaxation of his consciousness made Naruto Uzumaki drowsy.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he slowly woke up, only to open his eyes and find that Jiraiya, who had been opposite him, was gone.

He instinctively sensed his surroundings.

His face turned black instantly.

I really shouldn't have trusted you.

His mouth twitched as he cast his gaze toward the back.

Amidst the swirling mist, he saw a lecherous white-haired old man, draped in a towel with a wretched posture, lying there peeping at the other side, occasionally revealing a lecherous grin.

This scene seemed quite funny in the anime, and since they were all anime characters, it didn't feel like much while watching.

But in reality, it was very hard for Naruto Uzumaki to accept. He felt nothing when killing people, but seeing the man's lecherous appearance made him really want to hit someone.

Forget it, forget it, they're all outsiders anyway.

Naruto Uzumaki comforted himself.

"Hehe, so big, so white, so smooth."

Jiraiya chuckled to himself.

Veins bulged on Naruto Uzumaki's forehead.

He finally couldn't take it anymore.

His body vanished instantly, reappearing behind Jiraiya.

"Perverted Sage, you'd better stop while you're ahead."

Uzumaki Naruto delivered a swift kick directly to the man's backside.

The speed and reaction of this strike were so sudden that even Jiraiya, despite realizing what was happening, could not react in time.

BOOM!!!

The wall collapsed, and Jiraiya went flying into the rockery on the opposite side.

After a moment of silence, a scream that pierced the clouds erupted.

"Ah! Pervert!"

By then, Uzumaki Naruto had already vanished.

With no woman in my heart, my blade remains divine.

Uzumaki Naruto considered himself far from a lecher; at the very least, he lacked such inclinations compared to Jiraiya.

After returning to his room to change clothes, Uzumaki Naruto stepped out of the inn and onto the main street.

He chose not to use clones to search, preferring to look bit by bit.

Observing his surroundings served as a form of sightseeing as well.

However, after scouring every casino, Uzumaki Naruto grew puzzled when he failed to find Tsunade.

Could the intelligence have been wrong?

As for Tsunade, she was indeed in this town.

It was simply that Uzumaki Naruto's luck was poor today.

Tsunade had lost all her money yesterday, so she hadn't gambled today and had remained in her inn instead.

At this moment, she was drinking at the inn.

Having checked every casino to no avail, Uzumaki Naruto had no choice but to head back.

Upon returning to the inn, he found that Jiraiya had disappeared.

Uzumaki Naruto was speechless; if that guy wasn't drinking, he was likely out whoring.

Forget it, I'll just train.

Having inherited the memories of Minato, Uzumaki Naruto had yet to properly practice.

The Flying Thunder God was quite convenient, after all.

The first step in practicing the Flying Thunder God was to memorize the formula inscribed by the user.

That is, the Flying Thunder God mark.

In Minato's memories, this was entirely a matter of intuition.

Furthermore, every person's Flying Thunder God formula was different, representing the thing most important to their heart.

It felt a bit counterintuitive.

For instance, the Second Hokage's mark was the emblem of the Senju clan, while Minato's was his philosophy: the Sword of Shinobi Love.

Because he possessed Minato's memories and experience, all Uzumaki Naruto had to do now was proceed directly to the second step: inscribing the Flying Thunder God mark.

Closing his eyes, Uzumaki Naruto began attempting to etch the Flying Thunder God mark onto the floor.

Yet, after half a day, he hadn't managed to produce a single thing.

Uzumaki Naruto scratched his head vigorously.

Is my talent for cultivation really that poor?

Uzumaki Naruto refused to believe it.

[Triple Inversion: Activate]

Without a second thought, Uzumaki Naruto entered the Inversion State.

Then, he continued his contemplation.

He did not know how much time had passed.

"Still missing something—is it conviction or willpower? In the terms of this world, it would be my own Ninja Way."

Whether it was because he had finally used his brain, Uzumaki Naruto instantly realized which step he was missing.

However, the concept of conviction was quite abstract.

Uzumaki Naruto struggled for a long time, having no idea how to infuse his own conviction into the mark.

"I refuse to believe this."

A flash crossed Uzumaki Naruto's eyes as he prepared to take a drastic measure.

He extended his right hand.

Twin Palms.

A tiny bubble appeared.

Naruto shoved the information directly into his own mind.

His gaze turned resolute in an instant.

He briefly altered his own memories.

Now, Naruto had only one thought in his mind: to grow stronger.

He slammed his right hand down.

A black pattern instantly appeared on the ground.

"Success."

Although it was a bit of a shortcut, it counted as getting started.

He looked down.

A black vortex pattern was clearly imprinted on the paper on the ground.

By sensing carefully, he could feel a faint connection to the pattern on the floor.

He tried several more times, and each time he was able to leave the pattern behind.

Next came the third step: teleportation.

He activated the Flying Thunder God.

Naruto's body vanished in an instant.

He then reappeared in mid-air, falling headfirst.

He stopped abruptly just before his head hit the ground.

"It seems I have some talent after all."

Naruto let out a sigh of relief; the first two steps of training had posed no danger.

Only this step was a genuine threat, as space was not something to be trifled with.

However, thanks to his Fire Style, Naruto found practicing the Flying Thunder God quite simple.

But if he wanted to use it in combat like Minato, he would probably be better off just throwing punches himself, as he lacked Minato's combat talent and reflexes.