“Ah… What happened to my Qilin Resin?!”
Ruofeng’s eyes burned with anger.
He had originally kept three pieces of Qilin Resin safely in his pocket, yet now only one remained!
Ruofeng searched through his pocket thoroughly, but he still could not find the other two pieces.
“Phew…”
Ruofeng let out a furious breath and said unhappily, “How is this possible? The pockets on these clothes are specially made. There’s no way anything could fall out. How could this happen? Did I lose them while we were out?”
“But that doesn’t make sense either. Every shop I visited this afternoon belonged to my family. If I had dropped something, the managers would have returned it to me immediately.”
“Could I have lost them in the principal’s office?”
Ruofeng thought carefully and closed his eyes, recalling everything that had happened that day.
His powerful spiritual energy also gave him an excellent memory.
Very quickly, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
Slowly, he said, “Tsunade… so it was you!”
Ruofeng replayed the scene in the principal’s office in his mind.
Tsunade’s strange smile.
The way she had approached him before leaving.
And then how she had hurriedly dragged Jiraiya away.
It was obviously the behavior of someone who had a guilty conscience.
It seemed the First Hokage had not only passed down his love of eating, drinking, gambling, and womanizing.
He had also passed down the skills of cheating, swindling, and trickery.
Ruofeng roared, “Ah… Tsunade, just you wait!”
He was practically about to cry.
This was Qilin Resin!
Qilin Resin!
Although he did not know whether it was truly as miraculous as described in The Grave Robbers’ Chronicles, capable of healing countless injuries, it definitely possessed healing properties, and its effects were certainly extraordinary.
If Jiraiya had not taken him to the Academy today, Ruofeng would not have worried about Jiraiya provoking Tsunade and would never have carried the Qilin Resin with him.
Now two pieces had been stolen by Tsunade.
Ruofeng was truly at a loss for words.
While Ruofeng burned with anger and secretly cursed Tsunade, elsewhere…
Tsunade took a sip of wine and laughed happily.
“Good stuff. This really is good stuff. That kid has quite a stockpile!”
Jiraiya sat beside her.
“Isn’t this a little unethical? Ruofeng values this stuff quite a lot. You stole two pieces just like that. If Ruofeng finds out, won’t he hate you?”
Tsunade played with the Qilin Resin in her hand.
“If he finds out, then so be it. At worst, I’ll teach him a few ninjutsu to make up for it later.” Get faster updates on g.com.
She examined the Qilin Resin carefully.
“But where did Ruofeng get this medicinal material? Judging by its appearance, it’s at least three thousand years old! I don’t even know what kind of medicinal material it is, but something that has survived for three thousand years while keeping its medicinal power completely contained must be extraordinary.”
A pale-faced man sitting nearby spoke calmly.
“A medicinal material that has been preserved for three thousand years. Truly incredible. The passage of time did not destroy it.”
His eyes narrowed slightly.
“It seems this medicinal material is rather special. It should be the kind whose medicinal effects become stronger the longer it ages. It looks ordinary, and its medicinal power is completely restrained. Only after consuming it would that power erupt.”
“After accumulating medicinal power for three thousand years, it should be comparable to having another life.”
“Moreover, this medicinal material resembles wood. Medicinal materials that resemble wood often possess special properties. It’s possible that consuming it could produce some other unusual effects as well.”
His calm analysis had essentially guessed the effects of Qilin Resin.
If Ruofeng had heard this, he would definitely have praised him.
Orochimaru really is Orochimaru.
His brain really is on another level.
Tsunade chuckled.
“This really is good stuff. Leaving it with Ruofeng would be such a waste. We’re heading to the Land of Earth for a secret mission this time. We could very well be surrounded by Iwagakure shinobi.”
“With these two pieces, we’ll have two chances to save our lives. They could be extremely useful during the mission.”
“As for that kid, I’ll compensate him after we return.”
With a cheerful smile, Tsunade casually claimed Ruofeng’s two pieces of Qilin Resin for herself.
Jiraiya sighed.
“All right… Let’s do that. Even if Ruofeng figures out that you took them, we’re leaving tomorrow. He won’t be able to find us.”
“We’ll compensate him after we return. Besides, your Senju clan has so many good things. Just pass some of them on to him later.”
Tsunade nodded.
She took another sip of wine, a smile lingering on her lips as no one knew what she was thinking.
And just like that, the future Legendary Sannin decided among themselves to appropriate Ruofeng’s two pieces of Qilin Resin.
Even Jiraiya had agreed.
If Ruofeng could see this scene, he would probably be furious enough to explode.
Ruofeng’s bedroom.
Ruofeng sat cross-legged, his eyes filled with anger.
“Tsunade… just wait. My things aren’t so easy to take.”
“You should know that everything of mine comes with interest. Since you took it, you can spend the rest of your life repaying me!”
Ruofeng let out an angry breath and placed the remaining piece of Qilin Resin safely back into the jade box.
Preferably a Storage Ring.
Or perhaps a spatial ring.
Only a spatial ring could give him peace of mind.
At this point, he had to guard against fire, thieves, and Tsunade.
Once he had a spatial ring, he could carry things around without worrying about inconveniencing himself or having someone else steal them.
Ruofeng let out a breath and prepared to rest.
Just as he was about to enter his bedroom, an elderly figure slowly approached.
“Cough… cough…”
The old man coughed as he slowly entered Ruofeng’s room.
Ruofeng looked at him.
“Grandfather… why are you here?”
Ruofeng was rather surprised.
His grandfather had provided him with countless resources and an extravagant life, but he rarely spoke with Ruofeng.
After all, his grandfather was often busy.
This was the first time in all these years that he had come to see Ruofeng at night.
His grandfather revealed a kind smile.
“Are you surprised? This is the first time I’ve come to see you at night. But there are some things I need to tell you.”
Hearing this, Ruofeng’s expression immediately became serious.
He looked at his grandfather.
“Some things? Is this about my parents?”
His grandfather nodded.
“Sometimes, I really don’t want to tell you these things. But since you’ve chosen the path of a shinobi, there are some things you should know.”
He stared at Ruofeng.
“Ruofeng… do you really intend to become a shinobi?”
Ruofeng met his grandfather’s gaze with unwavering determination.
“I’ve already decided.”
“In this world, those who possess power are shinobi. If I want to control my own destiny, becoming a shinobi is the only path.”
“Especially in an era of war like this, peace is as fragile as a sheet of paper.”
“A weak person can survive under someone else’s protection, but once that protection is gone and they have no strength of their own, only death remains.”
“Powerful shinobi can even destroy Konoha with ease.”
“I don’t want to become nothing more than a powerless civilian who can only rely on others for protection when that day comes.”