Jing Xiu kept a sliver of his spiritual sense on the battle between Shisui and Obito.
Most of his attention, however, was focused on observing Nagato and Konan.
Yahiko had died a horrific death, and Nagato's temperament had changed drastically.
The future Akatsuki would also transform from "Daybreak," which pierced the darkness, into "Dark Akatsuki," which obscured the light.
The Akatsuki cloaks, which would one day be renowned as the Shinobi World's strongest lineup, with every wearer an S-rank rogue ninja, were also about to make their appearance.
Nagato shut himself inside a dim secret chamber for seven full days.
When they met again, his eyes were gloomy, as though the entire world meant nothing to him.
Jing Xiu, Kyusuke, Obito, Zetsu, Konan-all the members of the Akatsuki gathered in the Tenshu Pavilion in the Land of Rain.
Deva Path Pain, made from Yahiko's corpse, floated in the air. "From this day forth, I am the god of this world!"
"My name is Pain!"
Jing Xiu listlessly listened to Nagato's declaration of peace, which was utterly hollow yet appeared noble and beautiful.
Just as Jing Xiu thought the meeting was over and prepared to leave.
Konan blocked his way.
Deva Path Pain's steady, resonant voice rang out again. "As an adviser to the Akatsuki, your performance today has left me very dissatisfied!"
"To prove your loyalty to the organization, I need you to complete a mission with 'White.'"
"Once the mission succeeds, I will personally grant you your codename within the organization!"
Jing Xiu was somewhat speechless. He had not expected Nagato's ego to swell to such an extent after Yahiko's death.
He did not respond to Deva Path Pain, much less bother with Konan, whose codename was "White."
Although Nagato was wary of the Madara Uchiha Jing Xiu was