Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

"Mr. Jiraiya, Mr. Jiraiya, Mr. Jiraiya... Save me! Mr. Jiraiya!"

In his sleep, Jiraiya was suddenly awakened by the sound of pleading. In his mind, the image of Noelle being nailed to the cross and sacrificed could not be shaken off.

But as soon as he woke up, something sharp splashed on his mouth. Jiraiya picked it up and saw that it was a toenail...

"Ahahaha, sorry, sorry. The nail clippers weren't sharp enough and they popped out."

Jiraiya's eyelids twitched as he watched Hashirama stepping carelessly on the headboard of his bed to cut his toenails. "After all, I am a patient, right? Who would cut toenails on the headboard of a patient?

Besides, I am your granddaughter's husband. We are relatives, right? Can you be a little nicer to your junior and maintain your dignity as the first Hokage? "

"Oh, I'm so sorry... Mainly, I don't have the awareness of being your elder. After all, Tsuna was only five or six years old when I left. If we force it, you are still older than me." Hashirama immediately lowered his head in frustration, and he looked like he was almost kneeling down.

"When it comes to disrespecting the elderly, Jiraiya, you are probably the least qualified to criticize others, right?" Uchiha Madara was also in the room, sitting on the windowsill with a cool look on his face, holding a book in his hands.

The whole picture is of an icy handsome guy, but what he is holding in his hand is "Intimate Paradise".

Seeing this, Jiraiya immediately stopped judging him for his bad character. Konoha had been established for more than a hundred years, and there were probably not many people like him who should be highly respected but had extremely bad personalities.

After thinking back, I realized that the Third Hokage was obviously my teacher, but it seemed that I led him astray in some aspects.

"So what's the situation here?" Jiraiya asked in a serious tone.

Uchiha Madara threw "Intimate Paradise" back onto the table, pointed out the window and said, "Read it yourself. It's a good opportunity to stretch your body."

Jiraiya glanced at the "Intimate Paradise" that was thrown back on the table. Damn it! Is it still not tempting enough? If one day I can write a book that makes a guy like Uchiha Madara love it, I will be considered a great success in this field of literature.

Jiraiya stood up tremblingly, as if his body was overdrawn too seriously. Even after a good rest, he still walked unsteadily.

After approaching the windowsill, Jiraiya immediately looked up. It was clearly spring, the season when the red cherry blossoms were in full bloom, but there was no flower, plant or tree to symbolize vitality.

The sky outside the window was leaden, with thick and low clouds, as if carrying endless sadness and heaviness. The sun could not penetrate the thick clouds, making the whole world shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

The mountains in the distance should have been lush and green, but now they are barren. There is no green vegetation on the hillside, only bare yellow soil and withered grass.

The cobblestone streets of Inazuma look dilapidated and desolate, and the trees on both sides, which should have been lush and leafy, are now only bare branches, without a trace of green. Occasionally, a few birds fly by, but their calls also seem desolate and lonely, as if they are mourning for the world.

"I said before that the 'Heart of God' symbolizes the future of a country, and that's no joke. In just five days, everything here has become so desolate.

It seems that the people here are surviving, but in fact their demise has just begun. Natural disasters, famine, man-made disasters, plagues, countless disasters are everywhere.

The choice of the gods of this place is often in accordance with the will of the local people. A group of people who don't have the courage to sacrifice for their descendants, I don't think they have the courage and perseverance to fight against an environment that is no longer like a hotbed in the future. After all, this is not an eternal dream. "Uchiha Madara still spoke without any mercy.

"Hey, Madara, you're not still thinking about your Infinite Tsukuyomi plan, are you?" Hashirama frowned and put away his nail clippers.

"No, there is no way out. Dreams are too vague and distant." Madara looked at the world outside the window and sighed silently. He was really tired.

……

"The past doesn't matter anymore. By the way, where is that Lei Dianyi? I need to go find her and say goodbye." Jiraiya staggered and packed up his things simply, ready to go out.

The matter here has come to an end. The subsequent disasters can no longer be changed by these fighters. They can only rely on the beliefs of the Inazuma people themselves.

"Goodbye? Where are you going?" Neither Hashirama nor Madara had any intention of stopping Jiraiya.

It just so happened that the captain of the Okuji clan, Watanabe Zhaixing, who had led Jiraiya into the castle tower earlier, had been guarding the door, seemingly waiting for Jiraiya to wake up. The look in his eyes as he stared at Jiraiya was full of resentment.

That's right... Ever since that incident, this man who should have been so proud has been ruined! There are many rumors that he is a male lover kept by Kamisato Ayato! What a shame!

"General, I have been asked to tell you all that you have made great contributions in protecting the country. Today, the general will personally cook and prepare a special dinner at Yuanxia Palace. I look forward to your arrival."

Although he was unhappy, the difference in status still made Watanabe speak respectfully.

"Yuanxia Palace? Shouldn't this kind of banquet be held in the castle tower?" Jiraiya asked puzzledly.

But Watanabe secretly rolled his eyes at him. Don't you know who demolished the castle tower?

After asking, Jiraiya finally remembered something and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

Hashirama and Madara were more interested in the quality of the dinner. "I didn't expect that a god of a country would have the taste to cook for himself. I have to say, although I haven't met her many times, the little girl named Ying looks virtuous.

Just by looking at that gentle face, I can tell that she must be a good cook.

To be honest, if I hadn't already married, I would have been tempted. Madara, you were a bachelor your whole life in your previous life, why don't you try harder in this life?" Hashirama jokingly nudged Madara with his elbow.

Unfortunately, Uchiha Madara really had no talent in this area, so he took off one of his gloves and stuffed it into Hashirama's mouth.

Theoretically, it would take at least several days to get from Inazuma Castle to Haiqi Island, which is located at the entrance of Yuanxia Palace. However, they did not think that the gods of a country would not even consider such a thing.

So they let Watanabe lead the way, and sure enough, in front of the ruins of the original castle tower, there was a device filled with lightning elemental power. It was the teleportation anchor point specially placed by Lei Dianying that allowed everyone to travel between the two places.

Although this teleportation device was not so exaggerated as to arrive instantly, relying on the transmission speed of the lightning element, it only took half an hour to reach Yuanxia Palace.