area51novel Chapter 15 Wind Fox Liver
Chapter 15 Wind Fox Liver
Ten minutes later.
Sosuke walked out of Zuiyue Tower.
He had a huge sum of 40,000 taels of silver in his pocket.
This is a huge sum of money.
In an era when an ordinary Chunin could only earn 30,000 to 50,000 ryo for a C-rank mission, Sousuke held in his hands the reward of a ninja risking their life for a single mission.
Sosuke went to the black market again.
We headed straight for the butcher shop.
The butcher is sharpening his knife.
"Oh, a big customer has arrived." The butcher recognized Sosuke.
After all, people as generous as him are rare.
"What do you want this time?"
"The liver of the raccoon dog."
Sosuke pointed to the dark blue entrails hanging on the hook.
"That's expensive," the butcher warned. "It's used to increase wind attribute affinity. Five thousand taels a set."
"Two sets, please."
Sosuke slammed ten thousand taels onto the chopping board.
The butcher paused for a moment, then grinned.
"Great idea. Here's a tiger bone for you."
Sosuke carried the meat and bones and walked out of the black market.
Forty thousand taels, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten thousand were gone.
But he doesn't care.
If he didn't spend money, he would be destined to be a low-ranking ninja for the rest of his life.
Besides the ninja beast meat, he also bought the best liniment and a bunch of medicinal herbs to aid his cultivation.
It was already night when I got back to the shop.
The shop's doors were fastened shut tightly.
The curtains were drawn tightly shut, preventing any draft.
Sosuke lit an oil lamp and placed it on the table in the back room.
Under the dim light, the oil paper package was slowly opened.
A fishy smell wafted over.
It wasn't the simple smell of blood, but a strange smell with a faint ozone odor.
Two livers of a fox spirit.
It was dark blue-green, only the size of a fist, but under the light, the veins on its surface seemed to be pulsating slightly, emitting a faint fluorescent glow.
Wind Fox, a small ninja beast that lives in the canyons of the Land of Wind.
They feed on poisonous insects and absorb free-floating natural energy in the wind.
Their livers are the core organs for storing wind-attribute chakra.
Sosuke took out a silver knife.
This is something he created specifically for processing ingredients.
He cut off a small piece of liver.
The meat was very tough; when the knife cut into it, there was a resistance similar to cutting leather.
No blood flowed from the incision; instead, a wisp of bluish gas seeped out.
That was wind-attribute chakra dissipating.
"It cannot be cooked."
Sosuke made his judgment.
High temperatures can destroy this extremely unstable chakra structure.
It must be eaten raw.
But this stuff is poisonous.
The stag beetle eats poisonous insects year-round, and its liver accumulates a large amount of neurotoxins.
He opened the book "Basic Herbalism" that he had bought for 1,500 taels of silver.
The pages of the book are turned.
He found records about eating the internal organs of ninja beasts in the "Detoxification Chapter".
"Most wind-attribute ninja beasts have accumulated toxins in their internal organs. They must be eaten with 'licorice water' or 'strong liquor' to neutralize their potency."
Strong liquor.
Sosuke glanced at the corner.
There was a jar of liquor he used for disinfection.
It has a very high alcohol content, close to that of vodka in my previous life.
Alcohol can denature proteins.
This is science.
Although it cannot completely detoxify, it can disrupt the structure of the toxin and reduce its activity.
The rest is up to the body to tough it out.
Sosuke poured a large bowl of sake.
He took a deep breath, picked up the dark blue liver, and threw it directly into the wine bowl.
zizi.
A layer of tiny bubbles appeared on the surface of the liver.
That's the alcohol reacting with the toxins.
Soaked for three minutes.
Sosuke picked up the liver, closed his eyes, and swallowed it in one gulp.
No chewing.
Swallow it whole.
Slippery, cold, and with a nauseating fishy smell, it slid down my throat and into my stomach.
It felt like I had swallowed a handful of shards of glass.
This was Sousuke's first impression.
Unlike the intense burning sensation of salamander meat, the liver of the wind fox offers a sharp, cutting sensation.
The bluish odor was released under the action of stomach acid.
It surges up the esophagus and then descends down the intestines.
Sosuke clutched his stomach, veins bulging on his forehead.
"Well……"
He gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.
He felt as if his stomach wall was being scraped by countless tiny wind blades.
If it weren't for that bowl of strong liquor that preemptively destroyed part of the toxin's structure, and the fact that he had been consuming salamander meat to strengthen his internal organs, this would have caused him to suffer a stomach perforation.
His hands trembled as he formed the "未" mudra.
Cold sweat dripped from his chin onto the floor.
He is guiding.
That sharp energy, though painful, was extremely pure.
They penetrate the cells of the stomach wall and flow throughout the body via blood vessels.
Every muscle fiber was trembling.
It was tearing apart, then rebuilding under the nourishment of chakra.
This is a form of reinforcement that borders on self-torture.
The remnants of wind-attribute chakra are increasing his body's resistance to "cutting" and "penetration".
At the same time, it is also widening his originally narrow and stiff meridians.
Sosuke spent that night in a semi-conscious state.
It was like a dream to him.
I dreamt that I was standing in a canyon in the Land of Wind, being slowly torn apart by endless gales.
until dawn.
Sosuke opened his eyes.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was as pale as paper.
But when he stood up, that feeling of weakness was no longer there.
Instead, there is an eerie lightness.
He tried jumping.
No force is needed.
His body seemed to be lifted by the wind, easily leaping more than a meter into the air.
It landed silently.
"Agility has improved."
Sosuke clenched his fist.
Strength didn't increase much, but flexibility and reaction speed improved slightly.
This is the effect of a liver costing five thousand taels.
This is a shortcut compared to grueling physical training.
It's a shortcut that only the rich can take.
Sosuke looked at the remaining liver on the table, and the huge tiger bone.
He did not continue eating liver.
The body needs an adjustment period.
Consuming this highly poisonous substance repeatedly can be fatal.
He turned his gaze to the tiger bone.
This is the leg bone of a mutated tiger. The bone is crystal clear, and you can even vaguely see the golden marrow flowing inside.
Tiger bone wine.
Sosuke took the jar of strong liquor out from under the counter.
He picked up the silver knife, cleaned the tiger bones, and then smashed them with a hammer.
The bones are very hard.
With each strike of the hammer, the sound of metal clashing against metal could be heard.
He threw the broken bones into the wine jar.
I added a few more blood-activating herbs bought from the pharmacy: angelica, safflower, and chuanxiong.
Seal the mouth of the jar.
A few months later, this jar of tiger bone wine, which can strengthen muscles and bones, will be an excellent tonic.
After dealing with all of this, Sosuke took a shower and changed into a smart outfit.
Today is his second day of training with Genzo.
The garbage treatment plant still reeks of foul odors.
Yuanzao is still asleep.
A deafening snoring sound came from inside the container.
Sosuke did not wake him.
He stood on the mountain of garbage and began to practice hand seals according to the instructions on the scroll.
Wei-Si-Yin.
This is the most basic clone technique.
Wei-Hai-Chou-Xu-Yin.
This is a substitution technique.
Sosuke's fingers were stiff.
Having been accustomed to typing on a keyboard in my previous life, my hands are very uncomfortable with this complex, reversed-joint gesture.
He practiced it over and over again.
If your finger cramps, stop and rub it for a bit, then continue.
Two hours later.
Yuanzao kicked open the door and came out yawning.
He was still holding the wine bottle in his hand.
"You're here?"
Genzo glanced at Sousuke.
"The hand seals are too slow. If you encounter an enemy, you'll lose your head before you even finish the seals."
"I'm practicing." Sousuke stopped what he was doing.
"Practicing alone isn't enough." Genzo took a swig of sake. "Chakra needs to be coordinated. Each hand seal corresponds to a node in the flow of chakra within the body. You have to connect them."