An Encounter with Jiraiya

Three days later, Uchiha Feng arrived at the Fourth Hokage's home, brimming with excitement and anticipation.

The Fourth Hokage's home stood not far from the Hokage Building. Its surroundings were quiet and elegant, situated right in the heart of the Hidden Leaf Village, where prosperity and tranquility coexisted.

Kushina Uzumaki emerged from the house, her body trembling slightly, her prominently swollen belly especially eye-catching.

With a gentle smile, she held a thick stack of scrolls and approached Uchiha Feng. "Feng, these are all sealing technique scrolls from my Uzumaki Clan. Take them."

Uchiha Feng's eyes immediately lit up. Overwhelmed with excitement, he quickly reached out and accepted the scrolls, afraid he might miss out on anything precious. These were sealing techniques of the Uzumaki Clan.

Throughout the ninja world, the Uzumaki Clan's sealing techniques had always been renowned for their exceptional skill and profound heritage, with almost no equal.

Feeling the weight of the scrolls in his hands, Feng was filled with emotion and even more eager for his future training.

Uchiha Feng quietly immersed himself in the vast ocean of sealing techniques, as though time had frozen at that moment.

One powerful sealing technique after another flashed through his mind. Names he had once longed for shone as brilliantly as stars.

"Dead Demon Consuming Seal"—a sealing technique in the Hokage world that pushed one-for-one trades to the extreme, a legendary killing move;

"Four Symbols Seal"—immensely powerful, with tremendous sealing force. In the original story, Danzo had this Four Symbols Seal on his body;

"Eight Trigrams Seal"—based on the principles of yin and yang and the eight trigrams, it was the strongest among basic seals. This was the sealing technique Minato used to seal the Nine-Tails;

"Phantom Dragons Nine Consuming Seals"—a sealing technique capable of absorbing Tailed Beast chakra, deeply mysterious.

Uchiha Feng carefully committed each of these sealing techniques to memory, secretly thinking that he would have to spend time slowly studying these complex formulas in the future.

Time quietly passed, and an entire day slipped away as he immersed himself in researching sealing techniques.

By then, the sun was setting. Golden afterglow streamed through the window and spilled across the floor, bathing the entire room in a warm glow.

Uchiha Feng stood up and shook off his fatigue, his eyes gleaming with anticipation for the future. He carefully reviewed the sealing techniques he had learned, silently reciting the key points of every formula, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

He then turned to Kushina, his voice gentle yet firm. "Aunt Kushina, I've truly imposed on you today. It's time for me to go home. I'll definitely keep the promise I made to you."

Kushina Uzumaki smiled softly. "Why not stay for dinner before you go? You haven't eaten anything all day." There was a hint of concern in her voice, as if reminding him not to be so stubborn.

At that moment, Uchiha Feng's stomach rumbled traitorously, loud and clear, as though protesting his insistence.

Still, he shook his head and said firmly, "No, Aunt Kushina. I still want to go home and eat the dumplings my mother makes." A trace of nostalgia flashed through his eyes as he spoke, clearly longing for his mother's cooking.

Seeing this, Kushina Uzumaki did not continue trying to persuade Uchiha Feng to stay.

Before long, Uchiha Feng was walking down the streets of the Hidden Leaf Village. A gentle breeze brushed past him, carrying familiar scents.

His mood grew lighter and lighter. The shops along both sides of the street remained lively, pedestrians came and went, and laughter rang out in waves.

Then, suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a familiar figure.

It was a man with silver, spiky hair, fluffy and disheveled, tied into an exquisite braid. A forehead protector gleamed on his brow, and the character for "oil" was boldly written upon it, as though proclaiming his identity.

Uchiha Feng's heart jolted, and he thought in disbelief, This is Jiraiya! It's actually Jiraiya! A surge of shock rose within him. This scene was exactly like what he had seen in the anime, leaving him incredibly excited and thrilled.

This place was a bathhouse in the Hidden Leaf Village. More specifically, it was a women-only bathhouse.

Warm steam filled the air, and through the gaps in the window, the faint sound of flowing water could be heard.

Jiraiya was pressed against the window, his gaze fixed tightly on the scene inside. His face was so red it looked ready to drip blood. He could not help but marvel inwardly at how breathtaking the sight before him was.

"Heh heh heh... This is wonderful! That figure—oh my, those breasts..." Jiraiya muttered to himself as he sighed in admiration, endless fantasies surging through his mind, as though the entire world had been conquered by the beauty of that moment.

Just then, he felt a weight on his shoulder and realized that someone had discovered him.

Jiraiya's heart tightened, and he shouted warily in a low voice, "Who's there?!" Before his words had even faded, he sprang backward, using the force against the ground to land steadily some distance away, ready to find an opportunity to escape.

However, Uchiha Feng followed close behind, chasing after him without giving an inch.

Jiraiya turned around and discovered that the one chasing him was actually a little brat! Looking closer, the kid was wearing the Uchiha Clan's distinctive clothing and appeared to be no more than nine years old.

Jiraiya frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping over Uchiha Feng. A helpless smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Kid, why are you chasing me? I was just gathering material."

But Uchiha Feng revealed a strange smile, his tone firm and cold. "Don't run. I'm a member of the Konoha Guard. Your actions have endangered the safety of Konoha's women. I'm placing you under arrest."

Jiraiya was instantly speechless. I only peeked at the women bathing, and I'm getting arrested for it? Isn't that a bit much?!

He shook his head and tried to retort mockingly. "Kid, do you know who I am? You dare arrest me? With just you?"

However, before he could finish speaking, Jiraiya's attention was drawn to Uchiha Feng's eyes.

Three tomoe gleamed within those Sharingan.

Jiraiya's heart shook, and he could not help freezing in place. A child under ten has already awakened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan? What in the world is happening? Has the Uchiha Clan become this powerful already?

A trace of unease rose in his heart. He realized that the little brat before him was far from as simple as he had imagined.

After chasing each other all the way to the edge of the Hidden Leaf Village, Jiraiya finally stopped. Breathing lightly, he fixed his gaze firmly on Uchiha Feng.

Jiraiya shoved both hands into his pockets, a teasing smile curling at his lips. "Kid, why chase me so relentlessly? I haven't hurt anyone. Why go this far?"

Uchiha Feng's expression remained calm, his tone steady and composed. "You broke the law first. It is my duty to arrest you. However, if you are willing to atone for your crimes through meritorious service, I can consider letting you off."

Jiraiya raised an eyebrow slightly, curiosity flashing in his eyes as the smile on his lips became even more relaxed. "Oh? Atone through meritorious service? Do you really think you can catch me? Come on, tell me. What exactly is this so-called atonement through meritorious service?"

Jiraiya's interest was completely piqued. This kid was simply too interesting!