I just returned to Konoha and found that all my clan members were gone.

The night in Myoboku Mountain is not as noisy as in the village, and there is only the croaking of frogs in the lotus pond.

The repetitive rhythm made Naruto, who was tired after a day's work, fall asleep quickly, and a buzzing mosquito appeared on his face.

Naruto's sleeping face showed some discomfort, and when the mosquito was about to have a meal, a sticky tongue just swept it away.

"Quack~"

A frog walked past Naruto as if nothing happened.

Looking at this peaceful atmosphere, Jiraiya's somewhat sad face gradually relaxed.

"Did the Great Toad Immortal really say that?"

Fukasaku, who had been training with Naruto, did not go to see Gamamaru with Jiraiya. After listening to Jiraiya's description, he showed a rare look of surprise.

"I didn't understand what the Great Toad Immortal said at all. What did he mean?"

Jiraiya, who was sitting on a rock not far away, glanced at Naruto while speaking, afraid that the child would be woken up from his sleep. At this moment, he no longer regarded Naruto as the son of prophecy, but as his own grandson.

The lack of information about Akatsuki, the departure of Ye Lan and Sasuke, the inexplicable movements of Yugakure, and the changes in the ninja world made Jiraiya, who was already in his fifties, feel a little overwhelmed.

Fukasaku, who knew more, spoke with his own insights.

"The Big Toad said that his prophecy disappeared. This is almost impossible, unless... someone interfered with the prophecy."

If Naruto hadn't fallen asleep, Jiraiya would have wanted to say something loudly. How come you Myobokushan toads are addicted to speaking halfway through?

Seeing Jiraiya scratching his head, Fukasaku coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.

"Don't worry, little Jiraiya, just listen to me carefully."

"You should know that our Myoboku clan all cultivates natural energy, and the Great Toad Sage, as our leader, is no exception."

Jiraiya's face turned serious and he nodded.

"In other words, the ability of the Great Toad Immortal to predict things by sleeping is actually a way of using natural energy."

"Is it possible to do this through natural energy? Is this also a magic technique?"

This was the first time Jiraiya knew of such a thing. Thinking of the appearance of the Great Toad Sage, he must have believed that this ability would be very difficult to use.

Fukasaku said as he stared into Jiraiya's eyes with his yellow toad pupils.

"No, this is a higher level existence than immortal arts. The use of natural energy is beyond our reach. The Great Toad Immortal was able to achieve this level after thousands of years of practice."

If it weren't for Fukasaku's attack on Jiraiya, Jiraiya would have been able to use the Sage Mode thanks to the two of them, not to mention any deeper learning.

Jiraiya smacked his lips. It was impossible not to envy such an ability. However, if he had to use thousands of years to practice, let alone whether he could live that long, he would definitely not be able to accept such a boring and tedious life without being able to collect folk songs.

"If we want to make the Great Toad Immortal's prediction ability ineffective, then we must at least have the same level of control as the Great Toad Immortal."

After hearing what Fukasaku said, Jiraiya came up with an idea.

"Could it be that it was done by the Dragon Cave or the Wet Bone Forest?"

"Impossible. Long Didong is too focused on controlling the body, and the person in Shi Gulin is not someone who would do such a thing."

Fukasaku came to the conclusion without even a second thought. The three holy places each had their own advantages, and their abilities in prophecy were unmatched by the other two.

After a long silence, a fragment of memory flashed through Jiraiya's mind. A young man he met before, whose talent was no less than Minato's, had mastered the Sage Mode.

It was just that the man's behavior that made him feel a little fearful.

"What's wrong, Jiraiya-chan? Did you think of something?"

Noticing Jiraiya's unhappy expression, Fukasaku asked.

"Besides the three holy places, is there anyone else who can learn the immortal arts?"

Suddenly, an uncertain and dangerous thought appeared in Jiraiya's mind.

Seeing Jiraiya's serious expression, Fukasaku also shed a drop of sweat and slowly told him what he knew.

"If it was in ancient times, I would have heard the Great Toad Immortal talk about this kind of human, but in the past thousand years, there are almost no people who have learned how to use natural energy on their own and become immortals."

Jiraiya thought of Ye Lan's strange summoning beast again. The night on Myoboku Mountain was very cool, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Have you ever seen a strange big bird spirit beast?"

"Big bird?"

Jiraiya found it difficult to describe it, so he took out a scroll and started drawing. He had only seen Ye Lan's summoning beast from afar a few times, and most of it was from Tsunade's information.

For an elite ninja, painting skills do not need to be too strong as long as they are realistic enough. Jiraiya began to paint reluctantly relying on his memory.

Fukasaku did not interrupt him and stared at the scroll that Jiraiya was painting. As Pojun's figure became clearer and clearer, Fukasaku's expression became more and more exaggerated.

Jiraiya didn't need to ask again, he already knew the answer from Fukasaku's expression.

"This is the Thunder Falcon clan! Didn't they disappear in ancient times?"

Jiraiya frowned. The thing he was most worried about had indeed happened. Judging from Fukasaku's expression, the failure of the Great Toad Sage's prophecy might be related to this.

Fukasaku tightened the cloak around his body, as if it could give him a sense of security.

"The Thunder Falcon Clan was born even earlier than Myoboku Mountain. The Great Toad Sage told me about them when I was a child. In ancient times, they were one of the most powerful races on this planet. Since the appearance of the Six Paths Sage, no trace of them has been seen. It was once believed that they were extinct."

Jiraiya didn't expect that the other party's background was so powerful and could be traced back to ancient times. He also signed a psychic contract with a dangerous person like Ye Lan, so he asked hurriedly.

"Are they strong?"

After hearing what Jiraiya said, Fukasaku looked at Jiraiya as if he was a fool.

"They can't be described by the word 'strong'..."

"If Thunder Falcon, who was the same age as the Great Toad Immortal, was still alive..."

As Fukasaku slowly narrated the story, Jiraiya, who hadn't been nervous for many years, swallowed his saliva.

"Unless the Six Paths Sage is still alive, no one can stop it!"

With a thud, Jiraiya lost his balance and fell off the rock, with the wooden backpack on one of his feet flying off.

"Lewd Immortal? Is it time for dinner?"

Jiraiya ignored the pain and looked at Naruto quickly, fearing that Naruto might hear something bad. When he looked, he found that Naruto was just talking in his sleep.

Looking at the somewhat funny Jiraiya, Fukasaku's eyes showed sadness.

There is one thing that Jiraiya was not told, that the Thunder Falcon Clan is actually even more exaggerated than what it said. Fukasaku, who knows more, knows that in ancient times, the Toad Clan was a race that was not even on the stage, while the Thunder Falcon Clan was the pinnacle race that commanded all flying birds.

As for how those ancient races fell to this point, it did not understand, but it could not forget the look of fear and envy in the eyes of the big toad immortals of the Thunder Falcon clan when they mentioned them as children.