Naruto Taught By Aizen - Chapter 321

After they finished filling out the forms, they followed the Shinigami towards the south.

Along the way, they saw countless lost souls similar to them.

There were even other versions of themselves from different worlds.

Everything was so miraculous.

It couldn’t help but make them marvel.

They realized they weren’t alone in this world.

No matter how special their identities were, how strong their powers were, here they had to abide by the rules.

Each group of people was led by a Shinigami.

The strength of these Shinigami didn’t seem formidable and didn’t pose any threat to them.

But on the way, they could see some Shinigami who governed specific areas.

These Shinigami were powerful, even exerting spiritual pressure on their souls.

They witnessed a disobedient lost soul being cut down by one of those Shinigami.

“Is this the world of Death God Naruto?” They couldn’t help but wonder.

They began to ask the Shinigami.

Fortunately, this particular Shinigami was quite nice and patiently answered their questions.

In a short time, they understood the basic information about this world.

The Soul Society was created by Naruto. In the Great Ninja War, the Soul Society defeated all the united ninja villages in the ninja world.

Since then, the whole world existed under the leadership of the Soul Society, and the ninja world flourished under the Soul Society’s guidance.

After understanding all this, they suddenly realized.

It seemed that Naruto was creating these images.

Being able to project images into countless worlds and even open the gates for lost souls to access the Soul Society, Naruto’s power was unimaginable.

They completely gave up on any other thoughts.

“As long as you become a Shinigami, you can return to the original world of the ninja realm and reunite with your loved ones,” the Shinigami said.

At this stage, all the lost souls arriving at the Soul Society were there to return to the ninja world.

Shinigami weren’t devoid of emotions and could understand the psychology of these lost souls.

In the past, many had only wanted to exploit the Soul Society. However, after living in the Soul Society for a while, they changed.

Minato and others arrived at the Soul Society guided by the Shinigami.

What met their eyes was an ancient city full of exotic flavor.

Numerous residents were bustling along the streets, their faces beaming with smiles.

Shinigami often walked the streets and were treated kindly by the villagers.

After observing for a while, there were no beggars or any angry or sad incidents happening.

“Swoosh.” At this moment, a figure flew across the sky.

“Charge! Come chase me!” Minato noticed it was a five-year-old boy whose body was surrounded by spiritual pressure, and there were even wind ripples around his body, supporting him to fly in the air.

“Stinky brat, don’t run!” Several Shinigami chased after him, panting.

“If I don’t run, would you catch me? Hahaha.” The boy turned back, stuck out his tongue in provocation.

Suddenly, the boy felt suspended in the air, the power of the Zanpakuto frozen, and a shadow looming over him.

He lifted his head in confusion and saw a smiling face.

Jiraiya agilely caught the boy and jumped onto the rooftop of a house.

“Tsk, next time you’re caught by me, you perverted Shinigami.” The boy looked frustrated, unable to stop himself from saying.

“Hey, kid, this is the 56th time I’ve caught you. How about considering becoming my disciple?” Jiraiya didn’t mind, smiling and asking.

“Tsk, I don’t want to become a perverted Shinigami.” The boy firmly refused.

“Jiraiya-sensei?!” Minato exclaimed.

Obviously, he hadn’t expected to see Jiraiya wearing the attire symbolizing a Shinigami here.

“Oh, Minato, this kind of scene has happened 38 times today alone. It’s really frustrating.” Jiraiya rubbed his forehead, muttering.

“Jiraiya-sensei has seen 37 of me?” Minato smiled helplessly. “Are they all like me, wanting to return to the ninja world to accompany Naruto?”

“Yes.” Jiraiya nodded, couldn’t help but sigh, “The love between parents and children is truly great. Not only you, even Kushina Uzumaki came.”

“We’re doing our best to make up for past mistakes.” Minato and Kushina looked regretful.

“The past is the past. Let’s welcome the present anew.” Jiraiya nodded.

“Sigh, I think I’ve said this line about 20 or 30 times.” Jiraiya looked troubled.

“Captain, you can’t just stand on someone else’s rooftop.” At this moment, Karin Uzumaki appeared mysteriously beside Minato and Kushina, adjusting her glasses, expressionless.

“Cough cough, Karin, aren’t you handling official duties? Why are you still haunting around?” Jiraiya jumped down from the rooftop awkwardly, coming in front of Minato and Kushina, still holding the unwilling little boy.

“I’m worried about Captain being alone. Captain, you’re the Captain of the Shinigami Division in the Soul Society now. You need to lead by example and can’t fool around all day.” Amidst the odd looks from Minato’s family, Karin entered lecture mode.

“All your actions are watched and imitated by others. So, you absolutely cannot do anything against discipline. According to the regulations of our Shinigami Division, it’s strictly forbidden for Shinigami to trouble the residents. Your constant jumping around on other people’s rooftops has caused a great impact.” Karin spoke seriously.

“But the problem is, I’m quite skilled, and I haven’t been discovered by them. And I haven’t been complained about either,” Jiraiya defended himself weakly.

“Wrong!! If you only try to remedy the error after it has occurred, it’s already too late. The trouble has already been caused. Since you knew the behavior was wrong, why didn’t you correct it from the beginning?”

“Little Karin, I was wrong, I was wrong, don’t say anything more.” Jiraiya looked pained.

“Hahaha, perverted big sister scolded you well.” The boy laughed arrogantly.

Karin’s gaze immediately locked onto the boy, an air of menace surrounding her.

“According to the Soul Society’s regulations, those who offend Shinigami can be sent to prison.”

The boy instantly fell silent out of fear.

“Karin big sister, I was wrong.”

“Kid, I think it’s better for you to become my disciple. Then you won’t need to fear Karin.” Jiraiya joked with a smile.

However, his words were met with disdainful looks.

“Stop running around. No flying over the Soul Society.” Karin’s tone softened a bit as she adjusted her glasses.

The boy’s head drooped, looking dejected, just like Jiraiya.

“Come with me back to the Shinigami Division. And you, I’ve already submitted an application for you to join our division. You’re one of us now.” Karin said calmly to the despairing boy.

Watching the three of them go further away, Minato’s family and the Uchiha brothers felt quite emotional.

“Is this the situation in the Soul Society now? It looks very joyful and harmonious,” Tobirama couldn’t help but comment.

“Jiraiya was Naruto’s master in the previous images, right?” Tobirama couldn’t resist asking, his eyes twinkling.

In this way, most of the ninjas who were previously hostile to the Soul Society had joined it.

Is this the magnanimity of the Soul Society?

“How is the current ninja world?” They asked the accompanying Shinigami.

“It’s very peaceful. All the ninja villages have joined the Soul Society and become districts. They are managed by Lord Sasuke, the Head Captain. Just now, you saw one of the division captains, Jiraiya, who is skilled in combat and reconnaissance. He’s very easygoing and well-liked.” The Shinigami spoke admiringly.

“It is said that the Head Captain was once Jiraiya’s disciple.”

“Jiraiya actually took Sasuke as his disciple? That’s really unexpected.” It was surprising for Tobirama. Jiraiya should belong to the Third Hokage’s faction, and he should distance himself from the Uchiha clan, let alone taking disciples.

Obviously, a lot had happened to that world’s Jiraiya.

They continued walking towards the Soul Society along with the Shinigami.

The bustling streets occasionally showcased some novel gadgets.

For example, sprinklers that automatically sprayed water when infused with spiritual pressure, and ploughing vehicles.

“Even the garbage bins can move autonomously.

Everything in the city is filled with technological colors.

The few of them couldn’t find appropriate words in their minds.

“These are,” as researchers, “Heijian naturally sees something different from them.”

“Just because there’s no spiritual pressure and chakra doesn’t mean destined to become an ordinary person. This world has too much knowledge to learn, too many fields waiting to be explored. These are all products of wisdom, special devices manufactured through chemical and physical knowledge. We call it technology.” The Shinigami looked proud.

“In the words of our founder of the Seireitei, the world shouldn’t be a single color. Every field should radiate different brilliance.”

“So, in the Seireitei, there’s no such thing as knowledge monopoly. As long as you’re interested, you can borrow any book from the library.” The Shinigami said proudly.

“How is that possible?” Heijian was shocked.

Being familiar with politics, he naturally understood the importance of balance, so he also understood the huge downside of open knowledge.

“If you let people learn knowledge at will, it might breed unfavorable thoughts. Aren’t you afraid of the appearance of other factions?” he asked.

“This idea is outdated.” The Shinigami rolled their eyes, disdainful.

“Today’s era is about progress together. The Head Captain doesn’t stick to power. In his words, as long as someone’s abilities surpass his, he’s willing to step aside. The only goal for the person in that position is to make the people wealthier.”

“Rather than suppressing development, it’s better to open up, to give everyone a way to learn, to let the colors of wisdom shine within the Seireitei.”

“The Seireitei lacks talent now because in the past, everyone was fixated on the development of ninjutsu, so they neglected many basic knowledge of physics and chemistry, and even fell behind in agriculture. These are the foundation of a world, the cornerstone of prosperity.” The Shinigami spoke passionately.

“Don’t look at me as just a Shinigami, I also have a part-time job. I’m an intern at a research institute.” The Shinigami looked proud.

“I hope to follow in the footsteps of Lord Orochimaru, to be able to protect the Seireitei and create technological products beneficial to society!”

“You’re so eloquent and capable, you must be a key talent in the Seireitei, right?”

This kind of talent could definitely be a leader in Konoha.

Heijian thought so.

In a ninja world where most resources are monopolized, many ninjas only act like robots, few possessing independent thoughts like this Shinigami.

Those in power need executors, not civilians who are good at thinking.

“Huh? I’m just a lackey. In the Seireitei, there are many like me.” The Shinigami frowned.

He suddenly realized.

Why was he expressing thoughts about the era to these natives from other parallel worlds that far exceeded their understanding?

When everything they saw exceeded their cognition, naturally, they wouldn’t believe it.

“I shouldn’t have told you these things. Your thinking is still stuck in the old era, so you can’t understand the current peaceful ideology.” After thinking for a moment, he decided to explain further.

“People’s hearts long for peace. In the past, having strong strength could protect oneself and one’s family. But now, with the end of external threats in the ninja world, people focus more on their spiritual pursuits.”

“Instead of aspiring to have so-called power, it’s better to think of doing something meaningful for the Seireitei. At least in the minds of future young people, I can become a useful person.” The Shinigami’s expression was extremely serious.

“I used to be an ordinary person to the extreme, with no expectations. It was the establishment of the Seireitei and the appearance of Lord Naruto that changed me. He told us that an ordinary person’s life can be extraordinary, knowledge can change destiny, and the future is in our hands.”

“You may think that today’s peace is absurd, but I’ll tell you, as long as you find your pursuit, peace is actually simple.”

“Do you have dreams?” The Shinigami asked.

“Dreams?” At this, Heijian and the others’ eyes became distant, their thoughts drifting away.

Dreams are too vague and long forgotten.

“To become Hokage,” said Tobirama Senju.

“Me too,” said Kushina Uzumaki.

“But when I was young, I think I wanted to be a teacher.” Tobirama scratched his head, laughing.

“Huh? I think my dream before was to live happily with everyone.” Heijian smiled brightly.

“As for dreams, I’ve long forgotten.”

“But I, as a Shinigami in the Seireitei, everyone in this world is pursuing their dreams. Some want to become scientists, some want to become skill masters, some want to become meteorological observers.” The Shinigami smiled.

“Because everyone is on the path they pursue, there’s no one actually attached to those so-called powers.”

“You might not believe it, but after work, I immediately dive into the library to read books. At night, I might even go to work part-time. If I want to rest, I take leave. Every day is fulfilling, every moment doing something meaningful.”

“I’ve been focused on improving myself, experiencing life, and never thought about gaining power.”

“It’s not just me; everyone is like this.”

“This is the true essence of peace.”

The words of the Shinigami left everyone in silence.

Heijian’s heart was somewhat shocked.

From the Shinigami’s description, he saw an ordinary person’s extreme love for life and longing for the future.

This was something current ninjas didn’t have.

The Hidden Villages viewed ninjas as brainwashed robots, training them to have numb brains, not considering betrayal.

But the Seireitei took the opposite approach and achieved better results.

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