Jiraiya still vaguely remembered how, as a child, many of his peers had mocked him for his common birth and lack of talent.
Even though he had worked far harder than anyone else, how could his strength compare to that of geniuses born with kekkei genkai?
Xia Le wanted to build a world where everyone could cultivate, regardless of talent!
What a grand, magnificent dream that was!
If he truly achieved it, how many tragedies could be reduced or prevented?
For a moment, Jiraiya fell into a daze, not even knowing what to say.
Only after a long while did he come back to his senses.
"If it could really happen, it would surely be wonderful!"
Jiraiya murmured.
Xia Le smiled faintly but said nothing more.
"I can't tell you anything about Orochimaru's whereabouts!"
"But this scroll can eliminate the flaws and hidden dangers in the Sage Mode you learned at Mount Myoboku."
"At the same time, you can get a small taste of the power of the entirely new path I've created!"
Jiraiya took a deep breath, tucked the scroll into his robe, and bowed.
"What you're doing is no different from the Sage of Six Paths passing down Ninshu all those years ago!"
"And in your eyes, Orochimaru and I are probably Indra and Ashura, aren't we?"
Xia Le merely smiled without answering.
In truth, he too wanted to know who was stronger—the legendary Sage of Six Paths or himself as he was now.
After chatting a little longer in the tent, Jiraiya turned and hurried away.
Like Orochimaru, he had learned things today that were far too shocking.
But what shocked him even more was Xia Le himself.
This man had always concealed his strength and ambitions. Now that he had finally stopped hiding them, what would