The goal Akatsuki had always striven for was love and justice, for peace in the Shinobi World. Me, Konan!...
Muzan watched her blank expression. This path was destined to fail.
They both wanted peace in the Shinobi World. One sought to sweep through and suppress everything using the Ten-Tails' power, while the other wanted everyone to dream together. The key was that all of it was driven by the mastermind behind the scenes.
Their starting point was a tragedy, but the Akatsuki before Muzan might not necessarily be of no help to him.
Do not forget their identities. They were rogue ninja from the major villages. Put nicely, they fought for peace in the Shinobi World. Put bluntly, they were a group of mercenaries.
As long as the money was right, they would do anything for you.
Looking at Akatsuki in its early days, they were either making money or on the way to make money.
Watching the sheets of white paper fill the sky, Muzan was not afraid that she might suddenly attack. Besides, dark clouds covered the sky at the moment, so even if his clothes burst apart, sunlight would not burn him.
He walked up to Konan and whispered into her ear:
"I think we should cooperate. Your organization is short on money right now, isn't it?"
"As long as we work together, there will be an endless stream of money!"
Konan was indeed somewhat tempted. Whether it was Akatsuki now or Amegakure, which had endured the ravages of war, both needed money. Even if they desperately took on missions, it was still far from enough for an entire ninja village.
"Killing people?"
That was Konan's first reaction. Powerful figures from Iwagakure had approached them before, all with assassination-type missions.
"No!"
Muzan did not have many enemies,