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528 Scourge of the Ninja World
🕑 Added 2026-01-10 06:05:02 +0000 UTCGekko Chizan stood just like that at the main gate, with a ninja guarding it.
This scene attracted quite a few gazes, most of them from people of the Grass Hidden Village.
"Alright, impressive enough. You actually made me stand at the gate."
"Chōmei, increase the dosage for me. Compress the scale powder in all the pills by another ten percent. Diarrhea, vomiting, weakness—stack every negative effect to the max!"
Chōmei let out a hehe laugh. He had been waiting for those words and immediately got to work.
To outsiders, Gekko Chizan looked like he was just fiddling with his medicine bottles, but to the man and the insect, this was clearly them handling poison right in front of a group of future victims.
This kind of scene was extremely rare. At the very least, Gekko Chizan's mood instantly became wonderful.
Before long, the ninja who had taken the pills earlier came back, a trace of surprise still on his face.
It was obvious that the answer he got from the pharmacy owner had exceeded his expectations.
"Well?"
"Good stuff. The pharmacy owner said there are many medicinal ingredients in it. It really is good medicine."
That simple exchange made the ninja who had mocked Gekko Chizan earlier widen his eyes. He hurriedly looked at the old man still playing with the pills. At that moment, the contempt in his eyes was gone, replaced entirely by shock.
Just this old geezer—he really was a pharmacist? And he could even produce medicine this good?
"Did the owner say how much this thing is worth?"
"No, but judging from his tone, it should be quite expensive."
Having made up their minds, the two ninjas stepped forward again.
"Old sir, you may enter the village now. But I'd like to ask—how much do you plan to sell these pills for?"
"Could you sell a bit to the two of us?"
Faced with something good, the two ninjas didn't dare to slack off. After all, this clearly looked like a limited quantity. If they missed the chance to buy it, that would be a real loss.
Hearing this, Gekko Chizan put away the medicine bottle. In reality, everything was already done—after all, Chōmei's chakra was immense, and compressing it into scale powder and injecting it into the pills was an easy task.
"What, finished appraising it?"
"I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"Hmph!"
Faced with the counter-mockery, the two ninjas chuckled awkwardly and immediately stopped sneering.
But who was Gekko Chizan? He was a great benefactor who did good deeds without leaving his name behind. He let out a cold snort.
"One hundred thousand ryō per pill. Strengthens the body and enhances chakra. That's the price."
"Once they're sold, I'm leaving. I still have to go back and continue researching medicine."
"Hmph, if it weren't because I'm short on funds, I wouldn't sell this medicine at all. Look at me—I'm ninety this year, and my physique isn't any worse than yours."
As he spoke, Gekko Chizan immediately stretched and moved his body, making the two gate-guarding ninjas stare in disbelief.
They thought to themselves: This old man really isn't lying. Jumping around on the spot without any issues—and look at those muscles on his arms. Damn, what a monster.
"Hehe, old sir, you're joking."
"Hey, I'll go get the money. I'll pay your share for you first—remember to pay me back later."
The ninja who had mocked Gekko Chizan earlier left behind those words and immediately ran toward his home. They were both out on duty and hadn't brought that much money with them.
He had to hurry back to get it.
"What? So I still have to wait some more?"
This time, Gekko Chizan was unhappy. How long had he already been waiting?
Of course, this was all an act. He was more than happy for these two guys to become his first customers. After all, there were so many villagers watching—free advertising like this had to be taken advantage of.
"Ah, old sir, very soon, very soon."
"Hey, look—he's back already. You know how fast we ninjas travel, hahaha."
Seeing his partner return, the gate-guarding ninja immediately laughed.
The other ninja quickly handed two hundred thousand ryō to Gekko Chizan.
"Old sir, two pills. We'll take two for now."
Although the gate-guarding ninja was just a doorman, his thinking was quite meticulous. This was medicine, after all—it couldn't be taken in excess. If the effect was good, they could always come back to buy more.
"Only two pills?"
"Your Grass Hidden Village is really poor, huh?"
"I thought you'd want seven or eight pills at least."
"Forget it. Here—two pills. Remember to swallow them whole. Don't chew. If anything goes wrong, I take no responsibility."
Gekko Chizan took out two pills from the bottle and handed them to the two gate-guarding ninjas.
Neither of them said much. They directly tossed the pills into their mouths and began to feel the effects.
"Chizan, there won't be any problems with the medicine, right?"
"How could there be? This was made by Orochimaru. Didn't you hear just now? Even the pharmacy owner said there was no problem. Relax."
When it came to medicine made by Orochimaru, Gekko Chizan was extremely confident. After all, he had pocketed quite a lot himself, and many of them had already been eaten by him.
This was also why he could confidently recommend Orochimaru to the daimyō's residence of the Land of Waterfall. This medicine really was good medicine.
The two ninjas had only just swallowed the pills when, after a short while, comfortable expressions appeared on their faces. It looked like the effect was excellent.
"Not bad. Really not bad."
"Although the taste isn't great, good medicine is bitter."
"After swallowing it, I can feel my chakra slowly flowing. Hahahaha."
"Old sir, please come in."
Having received the benefits, the gate-guarding ninjas immediately welcomed Gekko Chizan into their village, completely unaware of what kind of disaster this would bring upon it.
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"Hmm, where is the liveliest place in your village? Or a place where ninjas gather."
"Ordinary people only get physical strengthening from this medicine, but when ninjas eat it—hehe—you've felt it yourselves. Comfortable, right?"
Gekko Chizan stroked his beard, wearing the look of an expert.
The two gate-guarding ninjas nodded repeatedly and then began pointing out directions for him.
"Just head straight north. The north side is where the ninjas live. There are lots of people there."
"Old sir, wishing you booming business. I'll come find you later to buy more medicine."
Both gate-guarding ninjas were on duty and couldn't leave. The spare money at home was all they had on hand; the rest was saved away. Still, each of them had managed to buy one pill, so it wasn't a loss.
"Alright. When you come, I'll give you a twenty percent discount."
"And friends who were watching the show—if any of you want to buy medicine, please help guide me."
As he entered the Grass Hidden Village, Gekko Chizan smiled slightly and immediately started looking for a guide.
There were plenty of people inside the village who had just seen the gate-guarding ninjas swallow the pills. For a moment, many people clamored to lead the way for him.
Gekko Chizan was already laughing wildly in his heart. Look at this—he didn't even need to pay for advertising.
Very soon, news of an old man selling medicine arriving in the Grass Hidden Village spread through every street and alley, and many people had personally witnessed the effects of those pills.
In no time, a large crowd gathered in the northern part of the village, all waiting to see what was going on.
"Huh, Chizan, that's a lot of people."
"Why didn't I feel like there were this many before?"
Chōmei looked at the crowd in front of him, completely dumbfounded.
Not just him—even Gekko Chizan himself was a bit stunned. Where did all these people come from?
