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[Naruto Grandfather] Chapter 181 - 185
🕑 Added 2025-02-15 01:00:05 +0000 UTCChapter 181: The New Military Strategist
"Souls from the underworld are constantly being summoned, and you're just letting it happen?"
"I was thinking… I can't control it completely. I can't manage every soul. Sometimes, one gets taken away, and I don’t even realize it! But I’ll return it later. It’s as if… nothing ever happened."
"So what you're saying is, you don’t care about the Impure World Reincarnation at all?"
"As long as the soul is under my jurisdiction and within my sight, I’ll take responsibility for it!"
"Then let me give you a few names. I expect you to handle them properly!"
"Alright!"
With that, Uzumaki Chitō listed the names that Konoha wanted to summon. As for those from other nations, he wasn't entirely sure at the moment, though Raikage and Tsuchikage should be among them.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a skeleton-like figure turned and ran!
Moments later, it returned.
Despite its expressionless face, there was an unmistakable hesitation in its demeanor. It looked as if it wanted to say something but didn’t know how to begin. Chitō could tell it had something to do with those souls.
"What’s the problem?"
"The souls you mentioned have already been taken. Right now, they exist in the human world, beyond my perception. Even if I wanted to retrieve them from here, I wouldn’t be able to!"
Upon hearing this, Uzumaki Chitō’s gaze instantly shifted to Jiraiya.
Jiraiya simply shrugged. He understood the rules—so long as he didn’t provoke the entity before him, there would be no danger. The being was on a level far beyond them; it wouldn't bother to attack him!
Well played.
Uzumaki Chitō hadn't expected Jiraiya to be this cautious. It was as if he had anticipated the ability to contact the Shinigami and deliberately avoided giving anyone the chance to trap him. Now, it was clear—the souls had returned, and the ones who controlled the "coffin " now had them!
This meant that the coffins still existed in a realm separate from this world but could be summoned at any moment. Finding them was impossible, and dismantling them was out of reach!
That could only mean one thing—Uchiha Madara, along with the First and Second Hokages, would inevitably be summoned!
Of course, they were just reincarnated bodies. They could be treated as training dummies for the younger generation. There was no need to take them too seriously. As long as they weren’t considered a threat, their presence meant nothing!
"Retreat!"
Jiraiya gave the order.
The Konoha ninjas scattered in all directions, quickly leaving the area.
This battle had cost them dearly—even Danzo had been killed in the process. It was a major loss, not the outcome Jiraiya had wanted. No, not at all!
Meanwhile, the Shinigami cast a wary glance at Uzumaki Chitō. The man had been here the entire time, yet hadn’t asked him to leave. Now, the Shinigami was caught in an awkward situation—staying felt wrong, but leaving didn’t feel right either. It was an unpleasant feeling, truly unsettling!
"You can leave."
Uzumaki Chitō finally spoke.
"Y-Yeah, I’m leaving now!"
Without hesitation, the Shinigami disappeared.
Yet, a faint sense of unease settled in Uzumaki Chitō’s heart.
Was it because of the First Hokage, the Second Hokage, and Uchiha Madara?
No, that wasn’t it.
The unease didn’t stem from those reincarnated individuals—it felt more like a conspiracy was forming against him. Those souls posed no real threat to him, so he didn’t consider them important.
If he could control the situation, he would. If not, he wouldn’t force it.
But what kind of conspiracy was brewing?
Even Uzumaki Chitō wasn’t entirely sure.
Meanwhile, in Konoha…
Jiraiya had summoned Uchiha Madara.
With Danzo dead, the title of Konoha’s top military strategist now fell upon Madara.
As soon as Madara appeared, Jiraiya wasted no time in briefing him on the current situation.
"Why are you telling me all this?"
Uchiha Madara’s voice was laced with disdain.
"Because I want you to understand something—if things continue this way, Konoha will be destroyed. The Five Great Nations will fall. The only thing that will remain is a new Konoha. No matter what your plans are, eventually, you will be killed by Uzumaki Chitō."
Madara scoffed. "Killed by him? Hah! It’s hard to say who will kill whom!"
"You sound confident," Jiraiya observed.
"Of course. I have ten thousand ways to make sure he dies!"
"Then tell me two of them."
Jiraiya’s tone was steady.
"You think you can trick me into revealing my best plans? You really believe you can outmaneuver someone as smart as me? Hah! You're overestimating yourself."
"Then I suppose there's nothing you can do."
Madara narrowed his eyes. "Tell me first—what advantages do you have? Surely, you’re not coming to me empty-handed?"
Chapter 182: I Don’t Want to Die
Uchiha Madara listened carefully as Jiraiya laid out Konoha’s current advantages.
It was said that Danzo had left behind some contingency plans before his death.
Jiraiya immediately sent out a call to activate them, but so far, nothing had surfaced. The only advantage they had now was the unprecedented unity of the Five Great Ninja Villages—an alliance formed to confront a common threat.
At that moment, a figure appeared.
It was Yakushi Kabuto. However, it was just a clone.
Standing before Jiraiya, Kabuto spoke calmly.
"Before his death, Lord Danzo instructed me to contact you. Do you have a way to restrain Uzumaki Chitō?"
"No." Kabuto shook his head.
"If you don’t, then why did Danzo ask me to find you?"
"I don’t know."
"Then what was your last task for Danzo?"
"I helped one of his subordinates carry out an operation. On the surface, it looked like his subordinate did it, but in reality, it was my doing."
"Enough with the riddles. What exactly did you do?"
With that, Yakushi Kabuto revealed the plan for the Absolute 0 Zone.
A designated area would be created where no chakra could be extracted. Within this field, external abilities such as elemental jutsu—fire, water, earth, wind, lightning, even ice techniques—would become completely unusable. Essentially, the only option available would be physical combat and techniques like the Multi Shadow Clone Jutsu.
"So what you're saying is, you can create one or more Absolute 0 Zone?"
Uchiha Madara eyed Kabuto with interest.
Kabuto nodded.
Madara stroked his chin, lost in thought.
Jiraiya felt as though he was close to grasping something significant, but…
"If we create an Absolute 0 Zone, we just need to find a master of taijutsu to take him down!"
"A taijutsu master? You mean Might Guy? He’s already fled with his apprentice! They were the only true taijutsu specialists."
"Are there no other warriors capable of taijutsu besides users of the Eight Gates Technique?"
"There are."
Kabuto suddenly interrupted.
"You know of them?"
"I was raised in the intelligence division. I have an acute sense for information, especially when it involves ninjutsu. I investigate everything thoroughly."
"Then tell me who it is."
Madara stared at Kabuto, waiting for an answer.
"He goes by the name Chou. He inherited the Star Gate Style, which was developed as a counter to the Eight Gates. His predecessor fought against Might Guy and ultimately perished, passing the technique on to him. Now, he’s in hiding… somewhere."
[*Tl: Probably OC, rename it Chou, Look the same as Chou from mobile legend]
"Chou …," Jiraiya murmured.
He needed to find this man.
"Now that I’ve given you a way to create the Absolute 0 Zone. you just need to send Chou in and let him eliminate Uzumaki Chitō. While you’re at it, seize the Star Gate Style and train elite ninja in it as quickly as possible. We need to create a unit of taijutsu specialists before it’s too late!"
Madara spoke with confidence.
"I could summon something that can take him on, but there are certain conditions that need to be met first."
"This isn't something you came up with just now—you've already considered it, haven’t you? What do you need?"
"If you can make it happen, I’ll do my part."
"First, I need my eyes back. My Rinnegan is still in Nagato’s possession."
Jiraiya was speechless.
If he went after Nagato, he would be launching a direct assault on one of the most dangerous individuals alive. Even if he succeeded, escaping afterward would be nearly impossible.
Still, there was no choice.
He had to try. There was a chance—however small—that it could work.
For now, the priority was finding Chou.
The mission had to remain top secret. If word of their plan leaked, it would fail before it even began. Bringing Chou back was essential.
Secrecy was the key. Failure was not an option. It seemed Jiraiya would have to handle this personally.
After gathering intel on Chou’s whereabouts, Kabuto’s clone was assigned to set up the Absolute 0 Zone.
Multiple zones had to be created—layer upon layer—until their opponent was completely trapped, with no chance of escape.
Although Uzumaki Chitō was not the type to initiate attacks, as long as he remained alive, the balance of power would continue to shift unpredictably. Souls would keep returning from the underworld, disrupting their plans. There was no negotiating with a force like that.
It was clear now—Uzumaki Chitō had to die.
Only by eliminating him could Konoha’s new order be preserved.
Jiraiya left the village in secret.
No one knew where he was going.
No one knew what he was planning.
He raced across the landscape, determined to shorten his journey as much as possible. He had to find Chou and bring him back—fast.
Finally, after a relentless journey, he reached his destination.
It was a small, unremarkable village.
Here, Chou had taken refuge.
He had no future as a ninja.
After losing his brother, he had abandoned the shinobi path.
He didn’t want to fight.
He didn’t want to die.
He just wanted to live.
Chapter 183: This Is Not a Joke
Jiraiya had arrived.
Finding Chou by the river hadn’t been easy. Now that he was here, he simply stared at the man, saying nothing.
Chou noticed and frowned.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jiraiya remained silent for a moment before speaking.
"Nothing. I’m just curious to see you—a complete stranger. Who are you? And what are you doing here? You suddenly appeared; it can’t be a coincidence, right?"
"Are you interested in maintaining world peace?"
"Not in the slightest. Why would I care about something like that? Haha!"
"So, you’ve thought it through. You’re willing to watch the world burn. You could clearly do something, but you refuse to act—is that it?"
"Whether the world is destroyed or not has nothing to do with me. And even if it did, I wouldn’t lift a finger to stop it. Goodbye. I have to go eat."
Chou stood up, ready to leave.
Jiraiya acted in an instant, stretching out his right hand and clamping his fingers around Chou’s throat.
His grip was firm.
Too firm.
Chou’s body went rigid—he couldn't move!
His eyes burned with frustration as he glared at Jiraiya, feeling cornered. He desperately wanted Jiraiya to stop. This wasn’t just uncomfortable—it was a direct threat to his life. A forceful demand that left him no room for escape.
Did Jiraiya care about his feelings?
Of course not.
Jiraiya’s face was devoid of concern. He had no intention of considering Chou’s emotions. He wasn’t here to coddle him.
"Star Gate Style, First Level—Activate!"
Chou clasped his hands together.
A surge of energy erupted from his body, shaking the ground beneath them.
Jiraiya barely reacted. Instead, he shifted his weight slightly—then launched a powerful kick to Chou’s chest.
The impact sent him flying backward!
Bang! Bang!
His feet skidded across the ground, finally coming to a stop. His eyes, still locked onto Jiraiya, were filled with disbelief.
He had no intention of running anymore.
Chou could tell that Jiraiya wasn’t planning to leave. This wasn’t a simple conversation. This was a battle. And he wouldn’t just sit back and let Jiraiya strangle him again.
No way.
Enough!
With that thought, he launched himself forward, moving at an incredible speed.
Jiraiya barely had time to react before Chou was upon him, fists flying.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Punch after punch. Blow after blow. His iron fists came crashing down, aiming for Jiraiya with relentless force.
Yet—
Every single attack missed.
Again.
And again.
Chou’s strikes failed to land every time.
At this rate, he wouldn’t be able to touch Jiraiya at all. His attacks were futile. This fight was completely one-sided.
Jiraiya smirked.
His nonchalant expression only enraged Chou further. He was being toyed with—mocked!
Damn it!
His mind buzzed with frustration. This guy—this damn guy—was dodging everything so effortlessly!
He refused to let things continue this way.
Second Level—Activate!
An even stronger surge of chakra erupted from his body.
Chou felt his energy spike, but something still felt… wrong. His movements weren’t as fluid as they should be.
Still, he couldn’t stop now.
Once again, he charged forward, determined to break through Jiraiya’s defenses.
And once again—
He failed.
Again.
And again.
His strikes found nothing but air.
How is this happening?!
Chou gritted his teeth in frustration.
Jiraiya stood firm, still smirking.
"You can still go further, can’t you?" he taunted. "How far can you push it? I know a kid younger than you who can open the Sixth Gate. He’s already impressive. And I know someone older than you—he can open the Eighth Gate. So what about you? Are you stuck at just the second or third level?"
Chou’s mind went blank for a moment.
Then—
Damn it!
His body trembled with rage.
The way Jiraiya spoke, it was as if he didn’t even take him seriously. Every word was a jab at his pride.
Fine, then.
Third Level—Activate!
A terrifying wave of chakra burst from his body.
Chou wasn’t holding back anymore.
This wasn’t a joke.
And he was about to prove it.
Chapter 184: Complete Collapse
In the midst of the surrounding natural energy, a disturbance emerged—one that didn’t belong to this world. It was as if a force from beyond the universe had seeped through.
While Jiraiya was testing Chou’s combat abilities, elsewhere—Uzumaki Chitō was meditating, feeling the flow of nature’s power.
Then—
"Open!"
Uzumaki Chitō clasped his hands together and shouted.
A rift appeared in the air.
From within, a figure fell, caught completely off guard.
The man held a fishing rod, his attire strange and out of place in this world.
It was Urashiki Ōtsutsuki.
Urashiki hadn’t expected his time travel to be interrupted by a sudden rift. Damn it—this was man-made!
Realizing this, his expression grew serious. His sharp gaze locked onto Uzumaki Chitō, scrutinizing him with suspicion. If this person was capable of interfering with his movement through time, he was dangerous. He hoped that this stranger wouldn’t cause trouble—but if necessary, he was prepared to fight.
His grip on the fishing rod tightened. If things escalated, it could be terrifying once he made his move.
"Who are you?" Uzumaki Chitō asked, staring at him. "You’re not from this planet, are you?"
Of course, Chitō already knew who Urashiki was. He was a key player in the later stages of history. What he hadn’t expected was to sense his presence mid-time travel and forcibly pull him into this reality.
Interesting.
Since Urashiki had carelessly exposed himself, Chitō figured he might as well deal with him immediately.
"There’s no need to know who I am," Urashiki responded. "What’s important is that this is Earth, correct?"
Without answering, Uzumaki Chitō raised his right hand. In his palm, a glowing chain shot out with a whoosh, rushing toward Urashiki.
I was going to talk to you—but if you refuse to come in peace, then so be it.
Urashiki’s eyes narrowed. The incoming attack was swift—too swift. If he didn’t move, he would be in serious trouble.
He vanished.
In an instant, his body disappeared from sight.
This wasn’t just speed—it was something beyond even the Fourth Hokage’s Flying Thunder God technique. Urashiki was capable of completely erasing his presence, instantly relocating to another spot.
Then—
A sneak attack!
He reappeared behind Uzumaki Chitō, aiming to strike him down in one move.
But—
Clang!
Chitō’s chain twisted in midair, redirecting itself toward Urashiki’s new position, forcing him to teleport again.
Again—he disappeared.
Again—he attempted another ambush.
And again—the soul chain countered his movements, forcing him to retreat.
The battle had fallen into a rhythm.
Urashiki would vanish, reappear for an attack, and then be countered before he could land a hit. The cycle repeated over and over, turning into an endless loop.
Damn it! This isn't working!
"Enough!" Urashiki shouted in frustration.
His patience was wearing thin. This fight wasn’t going the way he had expected. No matter how he moved, Chitō seemed to be one step ahead.
Stopping his assault for a moment, Urashiki glared at his opponent.
If he won’t let me attack properly, then I won’t hold back.
Uzumaki Chitō watched him with a smirk.
"You stopped attacking? What’s the matter?" he taunted. "Are you realizing that I’m too much for you to handle?"
Urashiki’s expression darkened. This guy is toying with me!
"You think you’re clever, don’t you?" Urashiki growled.
"If I were you, I’d focus on fighting instead of talking." Chitō cracked his knuckles. "Or is all that bravado just an act?"
Urashiki clenched his fists. Damn it. This is infuriating.
"You think I won’t kill you?" Urashiki snapped.
"If you could, you would have done it already."
That’s it. Enough games.
Urashiki swung his fishing rod, and in an instant, the crimson thread shot out like a whip, aiming directly for Uzumaki Chitō’s chest.
This was no ordinary attack. If the thread made contact, it would drain chakra, weakening the opponent instantly.
Yet—
Uzumaki Chitō dodged effortlessly.
A simple step to the side—that was all it took.
Urashiki gritted his teeth and swung again.
Again—Chitō evaded.
A third time. A fourth.
Every single attack missed.
Urashiki's frustration boiled over. No matter how many times he struck, Uzumaki Chitō avoided it with ease. He wasn’t even trying!
Chitō smirked.
"You’re starting to see it now, aren’t you?"
Urashiki’s eyes twitched in fury.
"You’re not fighting me," Chitō continued. "You’re fighting the inevitable. No matter how many times you try, you’re going to lose. You know it. I know it. So why bother?"
Urashiki refused to believe it. He wasn’t losing! He couldn’t be!
Fueled by rage, he launched another desperate attack—one last attempt to strike Chitō down.
And the result?
A complete collapse.
His attack missed.
His mind broke.
For the first time, Urashiki Ōtsutsuki felt true despair.
Chapter 185: Unwilling
Urashiki felt utterly humiliated. Was he here just to embarrass himself?
Each failure was a painful reminder—some enemies were simply beyond his control.
No matter how refined his techniques were, no matter how powerful his attacks became, what use were they if they never landed?
Time and time again, his strikes failed.
What was the point of continuing this?
"Damn it, this is driving me insane!"
Urashiki clenched his fists in frustration.
"You think if you keep trying, you’ll eventually exceed your limits? Don’t be ridiculous," Uzumaki Chitō said coolly. "Your power is already defined. your full potential is still just that—You can’t just magically surpass your own limits."
"You… you know a lot about me."
"Of course I do. Why do you think I pulled you out of that time rift? I wouldn't bother dragging out an unknown opponent. What kind of idiot would pick a fight without confidence in winning?"
Urashiki narrowed his eyes.
"Did Kaguya tell you about me?"
"Kaguya?" Chitō chuckled. "She’s been sealed for centuries. How could she tell me anything?"
Urashiki’s expression darkened.
"Kaguya was sealed? Wait… you’re not one of her subordinates?"
Chitō smirked. "Kaguya? My superior? You really think too highly of her."
Damn it!
If this man wasn’t Kaguya’s subordinate, then there was no reason for him to hold back! Urashiki could already feel the situation slipping out of his control. If this continued… he might not be able to escape.
No.
He had to take control of his own fate.
Now.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Urashiki’s body flickered backward in retreat.
But—
Whoosh!
Chains shot out from all directions, encircling him like a death trap.
He could already feel it—if these chains ensnared him, he wouldn't be able to move at all.
Instant teleportation!
Urashiki vanished once more.
But the chains followed him.
The moment he reappeared, they were already racing toward him.
They even tracked him through the space-time rift!
For the first time, Urashiki felt fear.
No matter how much he sped up, no matter how much he tried to escape, the chains relentlessly chased him through the void.
This was different from Kaguya.
Kaguya relied on her dimensional portals to move, but Urashiki could always escape from her because they were both skilled in spatial manipulation. She couldn’t trap him.
But this guy?
His chains ignored space itself!
They wouldn’t let him go.
"This… This is impossible!" Urashiki gritted his teeth, feeling himself pushed to his absolute limits.
If he had to compare—this person was far more terrifying than Kaguya.
"Kaguya might be resurrected soon," Urashiki suddenly blurted out. "If that happens, you won’t be able to handle her alone!"
Chitō raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"
"Her greatest strength is her spatial abilities. The only way to fight her is with someone who can manipulate space as well."
"You think that’s enough reason for me to work with you?"
"If we don’t cooperate, neither of us will be able to defeat her," Urashiki insisted. "Even I can’t kill her alone. And you—no matter how strong you are, without spatial abilities, you can’t stop her either."
Chitō remained silent for a moment.
"How can you be so sure she’ll be resurrected?"
"Because…" Urashiki hesitated. Then, he admitted the truth.
"Because I can see the future."
Chitō smirked.
"And yet, for all your knowledge of the future, you still ended up in this situation?"
Urashiki’s stomach twisted.
"You claim to see the future," Chitō continued. "But tell me—can you see what happens to yourself?"
Urashiki’s face paled.
No.
He had never been able to see his own fate.
And now, he was terrified of what that meant.
Chitō's smirk widened. He could feel Urashiki’s fear.
"You know, the way you're trembling right now tells me everything I need to know," Chitō said. "You’re scared."
Urashiki clenched his fists.
"Alright," Chitō finally said. "I’ll cooperate with you. But to make sure you don’t cause unnecessary trouble…"
Chitō’s gaze sharpened.
"You’re staying with me."
Urashiki froze.
"I…"
His mind screamed at him to refuse. But—
If he refused, it would mean he was hiding something. If he was hiding something, it meant he had a conspiracy.
And if Chitō suspected he had a conspiracy—
He would kill him.
Right here.
Right now.
Damn it!
Urashiki swallowed hard.
"I understand…" he said reluctantly.
There was no other choice.
For now—
He had to survive.
Even if it meant surrendering.
Even if it meant regretting everything.
Even if it meant knowing that today… he had truly lost.
