Naruto: The Ridiculously Talented Uzumaki

Chapter 314: Rinnegan Naruto

"Then there’s nothing for it."

Regarding this, Hikari was also powerless.

Much of her strength came from Taijutsu and techniques centered around the Mangekyo Sharingan.

Speaking of which, the most practical one, the Yachihoko, had actually never been used.

From the current situation, the highest priority control targets for the Yachihoko were definitely the Jinchuriki of the Tailed Beasts.

Naruto was the best of the best among the candidates.

But...

If it were Naruto, she wouldn’t need the Yachihoko at all; he would give her Chakra whenever she needed it and would make lots of delicious food.

Thinking this, a loud bang came from the direction of Hidden Stone Village’s gate, instantly drawing the attention of Hikari and Kurotsuchi.

The two women leaped together onto a building near the training ground and looked toward the gate.

Near the gate, Naruto and Onoki were standing on a Gold Dust Cloud, watching the entrance.

The Animal Path formed hand Seals.

"Summoning Jutsu!"

Poof!

Smoke billowed out.

When the smoke cleared, six figures with orange hair stood atop the gate, black rods pierced through their bodies, and their eyes were purple ripple-patterned eyes.

Cold and powerful.

"The Six Paths of Pain, have arrived!" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Those clothes... is it the Akatsuki Organization?"

Onoki was also a bit stunned watching this; he felt that the people below were not ordinary Jonin, and even within Hidden Stone Village, few could compare to them.

Moreover, their eyes seemed somewhat similar to the Rinnegan, one of the legendary Three Great Dōjutsu.

Are they from the same Family?

"Alright, old man, go back to evacuating the citizens."

Naruto looked at the summoned Six Paths of Pain and spoke to Onoki.

"This guy isn’t easy to deal with; his eyes are the Rinnegan of the legendary Six Paths Sage."

"What? Rinnegan?"

Onoki looked at the Six Paths of Pain below in disbelief.

Those purple ripple eyes were really the Rinnegan?

The legendary Rinnegan, and there were six pairs?

"I didn’t expect the Sixth Hokage to be so young yet so knowledgeable."

A black rod formed in the Heavenly Dao’s hand; those Rinnegan stared at Naruto, his tone devoid of any emotion.

Naruto grinned.

Then he did something that no one expected.

He actually reached out and gouged out his own eyes.

Then he took a scroll from his right pocket, sealed the eyes into the second Sealing Jutsu formula, and then released the first Sealing Jutsu.

Are those... the Byakugan?

"You made a move on the Hyuga Main House?"

Onoki’s eyes widened.

This young man? Holy crap!

Pain’s movements also paused; they wanted to see what Naruto intended to do.

A mere Byakugan could not compete with the Rinnegan.

"I think I know who those Hidden Stone Village Ninja learned their bad habit of not evacuating the masses from."

Naruto pressed the pair of Byakugan into his eye sockets, and then he felt his Chakra surging frantically into those eyes.

"If I tell you to evacuate the masses, then go. Enough with the nonsense."

Naruto opened his Byakugan, and the surrounding scenery instantly turned black and white.

Even the positions of the black rods inside the Six Paths of Pain were clearly visible.

Once installed, the eyes began to absorb his Chakra frantically; it was like a bottomless pit. No wonder Nagato was drained into a skeleton by the Rinnegan and the Gedo Statue.

Hearing this, Onoki said no more and began to evacuate the nearby citizens.

Hidden Stone Village was truly ill-fated; they had just been beaten up two days ago, and it was starting again today.

He hoped this crazy Hokage would show some mercy to Hidden Stone Village.

"The Rinnegan should naturally be dealt with by the Rinnegan, don’t you agree, Nagato?"

Naruto looked at the Six Paths of Pain below with a smile, and his eyes slowly changed from the Byakugan into blue Rinnegan.

"Oh? Quite impressive intelligence gathering. You must have already met that guy calling himself Madara, right?"

Nagato was not surprised that Naruto called out his name.

Because through the vision of the Six Paths of Pain, he also saw the Rinnegan in Naruto’s eyes.

The other party was also from the Uzumaki Clan, and he himself had inherited the Bloodline from his Uzumaki Clan mother; since he had the Rinnegan, it wasn’t very strange for the other party to have it too.

What was strange was that the other’s original eyes were not these; he had only awakened the Rinnegan after swapping in a pair of Byakugan.

Could his father also have Hyuga Clan lineage?

No, impossible.

If his father had Hyuga blood, he couldn’t have been born in the Land of Rain.

The Hyuga wouldn’t allow the rare Main House members to leave, nor would they let a defecting Branch House member go.

"Madara? You mean Obito, right? We just took off one of his arms a few days ago. From the look of it, was his arm not yet grown back when you saw him?"

Obito?

Was the identity of that fake Madara Uchiha Obito?

Nagato had heard of this name before.

Mainly because one of his teammates was Kakashi Hatake, and his teacher was the Fourth Hokage.

According to rough intelligence, Uchiha Obito had died in the Third Great Ninja War.

Did he escape through a fake death?

"Not only has it grown back, but he also showed me the results of his use of Hashirama cells."

Nagato wasn’t on the same team as Obito, so selling Obito’s intel was naturally effortless.

Or rather, Nagato hoped it would be best if the Sixth Hokage in front of him could kill Obito.

He had a premonition that perhaps the misfortune Yahiko suffered before was also related to him.

Oh?

Showing Nagato the results of using Hashirama cells?

In other words, he even considered the idea of transplanting Hashirama cells into Nagato.

Black Zetsu’s technology for transplanting Hashirama cells was indeed more advanced than Orochimaru’s.

Actually, it was mainly in the application of White Zetsu; Black Zetsu had been in contact with it much earlier than Orochimaru. After all, the name ’Otsutsuki Chenxiang’ wasn’t without reason.

To be honest, that guy had no combat power yet lived for a thousand years, and his brain was actually just average.

If he had met Sasuke instead of Madara, he would have been sent packing long ago.

By the later stages, Madara had actually become somewhat obsessed, and Black Zetsu had even fooled an elderly Madara rather than Madara in his prime.

Naruto, who had studied the psychology of old men in his youth, knew that Madara at that time must have been in a state of desperately needing validation.

In Madara’s eyes, his good friend Hashirama had betrayed him and their original ideals.

The Uchiha Clan had lost its original glory and was no longer the proud Uchiha of old.

At that time, Black Zetsu’s appearance provided the empty-nest old man with the validation he needed most, successfully tricking him.

Obito was also being played like a puppet by Black Zetsu, who likely planned to place some Restrictions on Nagato at the end to prepare for harvesting the fruits of victory.

Nagato thought the Eye of the Moon Plan could bring peace to the Ninja World; Obito, who knew more, wanted to plunge the world into an eternal Illusion to end all conflict; while Black Zetsu was like Sima Yi from the Three Kingdoms, watching them fight while stifling a laugh.

Their two common characteristics were being cunning and living a long time.

From the original story, Black Zetsu even succeeded.

The people of the Ninja World simply suffered from a lack of education.

"You agreed?"

"No. But, I want to ask you, how did Jiraiya step down?"

In Nagato’s eyes, Naruto’s fate was already sealed.

There was no harm in chatting a bit longer with a dead man.

Nagato knew the drain of the Rinnegan; he had completely mastered the Rinnegan for many years to support long battles. Even if the opponent had a Tailed Beast, they would likely have their performance affected by the Rinnegan.

This was actually his chance.

The Rinnegan consumed too much Chakra.

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