Compared to regular ninjas, Jinchuriki have strong life force and can take a lot of hits. After turning into their Tailed Beast form, they are also quite resistant to most Ninjutsu.
However, Senjutsu powered by natural energy is not so easy to resist.
While being held back by Susanoo, Roshi was hit a few times by 'Super Tailed Beast Rasengan' and was directly knocked out of his Tailed Beast form.
"You scoundrels!"
Roshi knelt in a dirt pit, his hair and beard sticking out everywhere. His face and beard were covered in dust, making him look even more disheveled and pathetic. The Tailed Beast cloak on his body was barely left.
At this moment, a dark green greatsword came whistling towards him with great force.
Roshi stomped his legs and narrowly avoided the sword's strike. But while still in the air, a millstone-sized Rasengan hit his back fiercely.
Roshi vomited a mouthful of blood, and his body was sent crashing towards the hills like a cannonball, creating another deep pit.
But this time, Roshi couldn't stand and took the full force of the Rasengan, almost becoming paralyzed.
"These damn scoundrels."
Roshi lay on the ground, but his mind was communicating with the Four-Tails, planning to completely break the seal and let it loose to cause destruction.
But a sound of something cutting through the air struck him. Roshi felt a hand press on his back, and his Chakra became unresponsive.
A voice came from behind him, "Four Symbols Sealing, passed down from the Uzumaki Clan. If you don't know the correct hand seals, there's no chance of breaking free. Don't bother."
Roshi tried to twist his body, but his neck took a heavy blow, and his consciousness began to sink into darkness. "You..."
Jiraiya stood up and shook the liquid off his hands. "...And don't waste any more time with nonsense."
On the small hill, as Roshi fainted, the battle officially ended. The purple barrier gradually faded, revealing a clear sky.
A gust of wild wind blew, scattering dust everywhere and revealing numerous large pits. The hilly terrain now appeared even more ruined.
"Jiraiya-sama... What do we do now?"
Retracting his Susanoo, Shisui jumped in front of Jiraiya, covering his eyes, breathing slightly heavily.
One of his Mangekyo Sharingan was still recovering its eye power. While he could force himself to use Susanoo with one eye, it was still very draining to block a Tailed Beast form Jinchuriki head-on.
If his physical body hadn't been enhanced and his Yin-Yang Chakra had completed its initial fusion, giving him a bit of the power of all creation, his eyesight would definitely have dropped now.
Jiraiya waited for Shisui to rest for a moment before asking, "Shisui, you must have seen Kakuzu and Sasori of the Akatsuki organization, right?"
Shisui nodded. He had not only seen them but had also fought them.
"That's good. You use the Transformation Jutsu to imitate Sasori the Red Sand, and I..."
Jiraiya clasped his hands together and transformed into Kakuzu's appearance, though his clothes were tattered, as if he had been through a great battle.
Seeing this, Shisui also used the Transformation Jutsu, turning into a coiled Hiruko, with a giant metal tail dangling behind him.
Jiraiya looked him up and down, very pleased. "Very good."
Even though this disguise wouldn't fool a Genin, they didn't need others to identify them.
"Kakashi..."
Jiraiya took a camera from a scroll and called out, "Where are you?" A white-haired boy immediately flashed out and took the camera from Jiraiya.
He didn't take the picture right away. Instead, he retreated more than ten meters, half his body sinking into the ground, before pressing the shutter.
In the photo, 'Kakuzu' and 'Sasori the Red Sand' stood with the light behind them, their faces unseen, only two black silhouettes. At their feet lay the Four-Tails Jinchuriki, Roshi of Iwagakure, whose life was uncertain.
"Not bad. For future artistic inspiration, you can be my assistant," Jiraiya said, taking the camera and looking at it with satisfaction.
"Jiraiya-sama, will this work?"
Shisui could clearly see that this was a deliberate attempt to frame someone. However, he didn't believe their enemies would fall for such a trick.
If they were at the scene, ordinary ninjas could distinguish the truth of the scene with a glance of their Chakra. But through a photo, this was impossible. The consequence of this situation was that the photo's credibility was very low.
"The old man has his reasons. We just need to do as we're told."
Jiraiya put the camera back into the scroll and turned his gaze to Hyuga Hizashi. "How is it? Have the enemies from before appeared?"
"No. Within a five-li radius, whether in the sky or underground, there is no sign of them," Hizashi stated with absolute certainty, his Byakugan bloodshot.
Ever since he had discovered a White Zetsu clone that day, he hadn't slept. He monitored the surroundings day and night at five-minute intervals, ensuring the enemy had no chance to infiltrate, fully fulfilling his duty as the team's eyes.
Jiraiya nodded slightly. "You've worked hard. In another day, when we return to the Land of Fire, you can rest."
Kakashi asked, a complex look in his eyes, "Sir, what should we do with the Four-Tails Jinchuriki? Should we take him back to the village?"
The Three-Tails and the Nine-Tails had led to the deaths of Rin and Master Minato, respectively. Kakashi was very wary of Jinchuriki. Even though Roshi's Chakra was sealed and he had lost his combat ability, he still dared not be careless.
Jiraiya shook his head. "How could we? There are too many eyes and ears. This matter cannot be leaked. Moreover, this guy is a ticking time bomb. If we bring him back to the village, who knows when he'll explode."
He knew that there was still a ninja in the Akatsuki organization who could use Space-Time Ninjutsu. If he were present, the barrier's defense would be like nothing.
Leaving the Four-Tails Jinchuriki in the village would give them an opportunity to instigate the 'Four-Tails Riot.'
"The old man has already planned a place for him."
Jiraiya formed hand seals and slammed them onto the ground. "Summoning Technique!"
The white smoke dissipated, and a red-backed toad, two to three people tall, appeared on the ground.
It opened its large mouth, and a long, slimy tongue extended out, coiling around Roshi and swallowing him.
With a 'bang,' he vanished.
Shisui suddenly understood. "You mean Mount Myoboku?"
Mount Myoboku is located in the endless desert west of the Land of Wind. Even for ninjas, it would take a full thirty days to travel there. Imprisoning the Four-Tails Jinchuriki in such an isolated place would naturally not affect Konoha.
Facing Shisui's question, Jiraiya smiled and shook his head, but didn't let the topic continue. Instead, he turned to the Konoha team and ordered, "Return to the village immediately."
...
*Bang!*
A cloud of white smoke rose, and a red-backed toad appeared out of thin air in a house in the eastern part of Konoha village.
Gamagosu, who was responsible for contact between Konoha and Mount Myoboku, put down his newspaper. The toad opened its mouth, spat out a red-haired middle-aged man, and then disappeared.
Gamagosu picked up the phone on the table and dialed skillfully. "Hello, it's me. Jiraiya has sent something over."
Within a few minutes, Tsunade appeared in the communication room.
Gamagosu put down his newspaper and gestured. "Look, Jiraiya sent something over there. It's still fresh."
*Bang!*
Tsunade glanced over and delivered a punch to the back of Roshi's neck.
"What are you doing?"
Gamagosu was startled and shouted, "Aren't you afraid of killing him?"
"I am a doctor. I pay attention to precision."
Tsunade held her arm and said plainly, "Jiraiya that guy didn't dare to use too much force. If he wakes up, what then?"
Saying this, she formed hand seals and shouted, "Summoning Technique!"
A cloud of white smoke filled the communication room, occupying most of the space.
"Little Tsunade, it's a bit crowded here. Why did you summon me so large here?" Slug Sage bumped into the ceiling and had to lower his head.
"Lord Slug, please take this fellow to Orochimaru."
Tsunade clasped her hands together and spoke in a falsely sweet voice, acting spoiled. "Please, this is very important to the village."
Slug Sage said gently, "Little Tsunade, you know that the training grounds usually don't allow outsiders."
"Please, I'm begging you. There's no place to put him in the village. Only Orochimaru can keep him safe."
Tsunade bowed slightly and leaned against the soft belly. "Also, these are the materials Orochimaru asked for. I could only gather a third of them in such a short time."
"Sigh... You rascal."
Slug Sage absorbed the scroll into his body and then wrapped Iwagakure Roshi inside. "Just this once. Don't do it again."
"Don't worry..."
Before Tsunade could finish, Slug Sage disappeared with the 'delivery.'
As Slug Sage departed, Tsunade's expression turned stern. The sweet smile melted away like ice and snow, but what remained was not lush green land, but frozen earth.
Tsunade turned to the other living creature in the room, her eyes chilling. "You saw nothing!"
This was not a question, but a statement.
Gamagosu's eyes widened, still processing the scene. He instinctively nodded.
But he quickly recovered, covered his eyes, and cried out, "Why is it so dark? Did I oversleep..."
"Very good. You are wise. Otherwise, I would have made you experience 'physical memory loss.'"
Tsunade's expression relaxed. She clenched her fist, and the wind whistled past Gamagosu's ear. He didn't dare to breathe until the footsteps gradually faded and disappeared. Only then did he open his eyes and exhale deeply.
"That was terrifying."
Gamagosu patted his chest, never expecting that Tsunade, one of the Konoha Sannin, would have such a side.
Thinking of the sickeningly sweet pleading voice made Gamagosu shiver again, goosebumps rising on his skin.
If he remembered correctly, Tsunade was quite old. To act so childishly was truly... one cannot judge a book by its cover.
...
The Forest of Death.
Slug Sage, dragging its plump body, slowly moved to a corner of the gem cave and woke Orochimaru from his research.
"This is a prisoner entrusted to me by Konoha for temporary custody. Also, these are materials collected by little Tsunade."
Four-Tails Jinchuriki Roshi? How did he become a Konoha prisoner? What changes had occurred in the ninja world these past few days?
Orochimaru recognized his identity and had many questions. He covered his face with his hand, pressing his temples, forcing himself to snap out of his Ninjutsu theory research.
Glancing at the unconscious Roshi, Orochimaru took the scroll. The first thing he took out was not experimental equipment, but a letter.
After quickly reading through it, Orochimaru's lips curled into a smile. "The old man is really playing a big game. Isn't he afraid of collapse? Tsk tsk... He does have some of his former flair."
Orochimaru looked up at the slug in front of him. "Since Tsunade has sent the materials, we can proceed with the surgery."
In return, since Slug Sage had given Konoha this favor by tolerating Roshi being sent to the Forest of Death, he also had to reciprocate with actual benefits.
He wasn't so naive as to believe this was just a matter of Tsunade acting spoiled.
"Don't be in such a hurry," Slug Sage gently shook its body. "It's the same if we do it when the materials are complete."
"Why wait for another day? Let's do it today."
Orochimaru directly took out experimental equipment from his personal scroll and walked towards a suitable slug clone, not looking at the Four-Tails Jinchuriki Roshi at all.
This was the Forest of Death, after all. Let alone a mere Jinchuriki, even if the Four-Tails completely broke free of its seal and jumped out, it would be suppressed back down.
However, it was a bit of a shame. The ninja world was so lively right now, yet he had no chance to see it.
Staying in the Forest of Death, and with summoning beasts restricted by contract seals, his sources of information were too limited. He didn't even have any intelligence materials for relaxation.
The research on the replication technique had to be sped up.
...
In the ninja world's black market, a piece of gossip began to spread rapidly: Konoha ninjas had attacked Iwagakure Roshi and successfully captured him.
Unlike the usual absurd rumors, this news had many details, from the time the battle broke out to the ninjas involved in the fight... It was so detailed that those who heard it could explain it fluently when retelling it.
Rumors weren't entirely false. At least this time, many people believed it was true.
As a result, the ninjas of Iwagakure became extremely enraged.
Although the Four-Tails Jinchuriki Roshi was at odds with the Third Tsuchikage and had left the village in anger, the reason given publicly was that he wanted to temper himself and fully master the power of the Tailed Beast.
In other words, Roshi was not a rogue ninja but a member of Iwagakure.
How could their village's highest combat power be taken down silently? The Tsuchikage couldn't stand it, and neither could his son.
The voices of revenge, retaliation, and forcing Konoha to hand over the Jinchuriki echoed throughout Iwagakure, causing a great stir.
The Third Tsuchikage, sitting at home, was blindsided and even pulled out a few of his beard hairs in shock. He felt something was seriously wrong.
Given Konoha's current state, why would they attack that scoundrel Roshi instead of focusing on Konoha ninjas and the Akatsuki organization? It made no sense.
What benefit would Konoha gain from this?
All sorts of conspiracy theories swirled in the Third Tsuchikage's small head, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
Furthermore, Iwagakure's intelligence organization conducted an on-site investigation of the battle location overnight and sent back intelligence. The situation seemed to be just as the rumors described.
The Third Tsuchikage looked at the document in his hand and frowned deeply.
It was too perfect. He found it hard to believe.
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