The freshly awakened man was immediately scolded bloody by Gekko Chizan. An awkward smile appeared on his face as he raised his hand and scratched his head.
"Old sir, sorry about that. I just thought swallowing the whole thing would be too slow."
"Wouldn't it absorb better if you chewed it up directly?"
"I didn't expect the medicinal effect to be this strong."
Seeing his appearance, everyone around couldn't help it anymore. Serves him right for not following the doctor's instructions.
But this guy also set a very good example for everyone—medicine isn't something you can take recklessly. If they tell you to swallow it, then swallow it. Don't go getting clever on your own.
What shocked everyone even more was Gekko Chizan's treatment method—bloodletting therapy? And the hemostatic medicine used afterward had pretty good effects too.
For a moment, everyone's evaluation of Gekko Chizan skyrocketed. This really was an old doctor. No wonder he could develop such miraculous pills—his own medical skills were solid as hell.
"Old sir, keep selling the medicine."
"Just let that idiot recover on his own."
"Exactly, keep selling—it's almost my turn!"
After the small disturbance passed, those who hadn't bought medicine immediately shouted for him to continue selling.
Gekko Chizan was of course happy to do so and immediately resumed selling the medicine.
With the man incident as precedent, everyone trusted Gekko Chizan completely, and the rest of the sales process went unbelievably smoothly.
In less than half an hour, the remaining several hundred pills were completely sold out.
"That's it. Not a single pill left."
Even so, there were still many ninjas lining up behind, and even some of Kusagakure's upper management had come out.
Gekko Chizan waved his hand, indicating that all the pills had been sold.
This made the ninjas still in line widen their eyes in disbelief.
"Old sir, don't joke around. I've got the money ready—we can negotiate the price!"
"Exactly, old sir. I gave up my mission just to come buy medicine. You've got to have some!"
For a moment, various voices of disbelief, dissatisfaction, and unwillingness rang out.
But Gekko Chizan could only shake his head in response, forcibly suppressing the laughter in his heart while shaking his head regretfully.
"There really isn't any left. In just this short time, I've sold out all the pills I brought with me."
"You youngsters even bought all the hemostatic medicine I had on me."
Indeed, many people had seen the effects of that hemostatic medicine during the treatment just now—it was outrageously effective.
Quite a few people shifted their attention to the hemostatic medicine, and Gekko Chizan naturally welcomed them all.
Hemostatic medicine paired with scale powder works even better, so he directly sold all the hemostatic medicine he had on him as well.
And wouldn't you know it—it sold quite well. Five hundred thousand per bottle, only a few bottles total, all snapped up instantly.
Just as the lamenting voices grew louder, a tall man suddenly stepped out from the crowd and walked straight toward Gekko Chizan.
When he appeared, everyone fell silent.
"Old sir, I am the Kusagakure jōnin Muyu. I've heard that your medicine is extremely miraculous, so I came specifically to buy some."
"I wonder if you still have any stock left. I can personally pay double the price."
Muyu?
Gekko Chizan sized up the man before him.
That name did pique Gekko Chizan's curiosity. After all, ninjas in Kusagakure whose names started with 'Mu' were no small fry.
Combined with the attitude of the surrounding ninjas toward him—good grief, this guy wouldn't be from Hōzuki Castle, would he? Now that would be interesting.
"Jōnin Muyu, it's truly not that this old man doesn't want to sell—it's that there really isn't any left."
"Is that so? Very well, then I won't disturb you."
Since there were no pills left, Muyu couldn't be bothered with the old man anymore. After all, he'd only heard about the pills' miraculous effects from his subordinates and wanted to buy one to try.
Just as he turned to leave, Gekko Chizan suddenly grabbed him.
"Hm? What is it?"
Muyu showed displeasure, but still asked.
Gekko Chizan smiled faintly and said calmly,
"Jōnin-sama, please don't rush. This old man has an extremely thorough understanding of medicinal substances."
"I detected a very peculiar scent on you. Could it be an herb called Hōzuki?"
Muyu's eyes narrowed slightly at his words, while the surrounding ninjas all tensed up. The name Hōzuki was an absolute taboo in Kusagakure.
No—rather, for ninjas in general, that name itself was taboo.
"Old sir knows about Hōzuki? How did you come to know of it?"
Muyu's expression didn't change, and he merely asked lightly how he knew, but the chakra throughout his body began to circulate.
"Hehehe, jōnin-sama needn't worry. As a physician, I am extremely familiar with all medicinal herbs."
"Hōzuki—a type of berry. Ordinary ones pose no problem when eaten, but consuming the white variant will cause full-body paralysis."
"It is an anesthetic material. In the medical texts passed down in my family, it is clearly recorded, including its appearance and scent."
"The Hōzuki scent on jōnin-sama is very distinct, which is why I was curious."
Hōzuki existed only in Hōzuki Castle; it didn't exist in the outside world at all. Although Hōzuki Castle was very mysterious, it wasn't some great secret to certain ninja higher-ups.
After all, it was just a prison.
After listening, Muyu nodded, said nothing more, and calmly left.
Little did he know that at this moment, that line of distinctive text on his body—お父さんが來た ("Daddy's here!")—was quietly moving.
Gekko Chizan never did anything pointless. Grabbing Muyu just now was merely to place a marker on him.
That way, he could use Flying Thunder God to teleport at any time.
And since the other party carried his formula, he could also locate the other party's position.
Hōzuki Castle—this mysterious place—Gekko Chizan would definitely make a trip there.
With the medicine sold out, Gekko Chizan had no intention of staying in Kusagakure any longer. Under the reluctant gazes of a group of ninjas, Gekko Chizan showed them what it meant to be vigorous in old age.
Which was really just oiling his feet and making a swift escape.
Once he left Kusagakure, Gekko Chizan couldn't hold it in anymore. With a Flying Thunder God, he vanished from the spot, then burst out laughing.
"Hahahahaha, Chōmei, guess what Kusagakure will look like after today?"
"Is there even a need to guess? Wailing everywhere, obviously. I reckon those who took the pills won't be able to move normally for ten days or half a month."
Gekko Chizan and Chōmei laughed at each other like this. It wasn't that they couldn't hold it in—it was just too funny.
Several hundred ninjas bought the pills. If they all went on strike together, how would Kusagakure even take missions?
Thinking about it, Gekko Chizan couldn't help laughing again, immediately flying to Yugito's side. Without caring whether Yugito was startled or not, he grabbed her and began assigning tasks.