Reborn in Konoha; I Think I’m Cultivating Immortality

Chapter 135

A few days later, in a remote part of the Land of Wind, a large, well-lit room hosted a square conference table, arranged to accommodate representatives from four villages: Iwagakure, Kumogakure, Sunagakure, and Kirigakure.

Each village sent two representatives. At the table sat the Second Tsuchikage Mu, the Second Raikage A, the Second Kazekage Shamon, and the Second Mizukage Gengetsu Hozuki.

Behind each of them stood the successors—Onoki, the future Third Raikage A, the future Third Kazekage, and the future Third Mizukage.

This gathering brought together four current Kage and four future Kage—an assembly of the shinobi world’s strongest leaders.

Such a gathering hadn’t happened since the first Five Kage Summit organized by Hashirama Senju more than twenty years ago.

“Who would’ve thought we’d all end up at the same table again,” Gengetsu Hozuki, the Second Mizukage, said with a smirk, casting a look at Mu. 

The two had been rivals for years; the bandages covering Mu’s body served as evidence of an encounter where Gengetsu’s jutsu had left him wounded.

Mu narrowed his eyes at Gengetsu, barely holding back the impulse to retaliate. He’d gladly respond with a Dust Release technique, but there were more pressing matters today.

“Yes, the last time we were all together was at the invitation of the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, for the Five Kage Summit. It’s been over two decades,” said the Second Raikage A, thinking about the past.

Shamon, the Second Kazekage, cut in impatiently, “Now’s not the time for nostalgia. Since we’re all here, let’s get started.”

Mu nodded, addressing the group, “Then let’s officially begin. We’re all aware of the purpose of this gathering: eliminating Mochizuki Hui—the Konoha's Ghost, Light of Konoha, and now Konoha’s Anbu Commander. 

“This sixteen-year-old shows the potential to become the next God of Shinobi. If we allow him to continue growing at his current rate, it won’t be long before we’re facing another Hashirama Senju. 

“But this youth is far from the benevolent First Hokage; he’s more a combination of Hashirama and Tobirama. Should Konoha harbor someone of his power, I think we all know what that would mean.”

Mu’s statement lingered in the room, and the Raikage nodded in agreement. “Based on our intelligence, this Mochizuki Hui could very well be the next God of Shinobi. 

“His growth rate is alarming; at only sixteen, he already matched our level of power a year and a half ago. If he keeps advancing, it could take only five years for him to reach that god-like status.”

The Raikage was especially serious; after hearing about Hui’s fight with his successor, he had gathered every available report on Hui’s movements and power.

“Yes, that’s clear. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be here,” said Shamon, a hint of tension in his voice. 

Shamon wouldn’t have left his work on developing jinchuriki if it weren’t for the threat of another “God of Shinobi.”

For those who had witnessed Hashirama Senju’s era, his power was unforgettable. 

“God of Shinobi” wasn’t a self-proclaimed title; it was earned, a proclamation from all shinobi who had seen Hashirama in action. Each shinobi who had encountered him was left awestruck by his overwhelming strength.

Everyone fell silent at Shamon’s words. Killing Mochizuki Hui wouldn’t be simple—it would be as difficult as eliminating any one of them at this table.

“Hui has remained in Konoha’s village walls for the past year and a half,” Mu said thoughtfully. “To kill him, we’d first need to draw him out of Konoha.”

“That’s easy enough,” replied the Raikage. “Hui’s the head of Konoha’s Anbu. If we stage another alliance of this scale, we only need to leak a few hints to Konoha. Hui will likely investigate it himself.”

Like during the Uzushio incident, any large disturbances would almost certainly draw out Konoha’s Anbu Commander. 

However, there was also the chance that he would delegate the investigation to his Anbu Deputy.

“If we can lure him out, the eight of us combined would guarantee his death,” Shamon said, his tone firm. But Gengetsu Hozuki cut in with a scoff.

“Hui’s a sensory-type ninja. Do you think he wouldn’t detect eight of us waiting for him, with our chakras combined at this magnitude?”

Gengetsu’s point made everyone pause in silence. 

Hui’s sensory abilities were well-known, possibly even as keen as Mu’s. Gathering everyone to ambush Hui was hardly a workable strategy.

“If only one or two of us were to face him, would any of us feel confident in victory?” asked the Raikage, only to be met with silence once again.

“What if we trap him inside a sealed barrier, then make our move?” Shamon suggested thoughtfully.

“Honestly, that doesn’t seem reliable,” Mu replied, shaking his head. “Hui is known for his ninjutsu. He’s mastered various elemental jutsu and has created many of his own. He’s already regarded as an all-rounder. 

“Since the Uzumaki Clan joined Konoha, he’s likely studied numerous sealing techniques. For all we know, he might have invented a method to break out of such barriers.

“And even if he couldn’t break free immediately, a year and a half has passed since his last major fight, and we don’t know how much stronger he’s become. There’s no guarantee our barrier could withstand his attacks until we arrive.

“Furthermore, let’s assume Hui can’t break the barrier immediately. We can’t forget that Konoha has the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. With his Flying Thunder God Technique, he could bypass any barrier and retrieve Hui in an instant.”

Mu’s analysis left the room in quiet contemplation. “And even if we assume Tobirama is unaware of Hui’s situation, there’s still reverse summoning. 

“In the past year and a half, Hui could very well have learned the summoning technique. If he has, he could use reverse summoning to escape with the help of a summoned creature. So relying on a barrier trap alone has a very low chance of success.”

The group fell silent once again.

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