Mount Myōboku, where natural energy was incredibly dense, also produced fruits that could not be found in the outside world.
As one of the Three Great Sacred Lands, it naturally had some exquisite fruits. Brewing them into wine was extremely difficult, and because of the natural energy, these fruits took decades to mature—some even took over a century.
Some ripened only once every few years. One could well imagine that Old Master usually regarded them as treasures. Even he rarely drank the wines made from these scarce fruits. Those wines were Old Master's lifeblood. As he spoke, Fukasaku sounded rather proud.
Fukasaku continued explaining.
This was Mount Myōboku! One of the Three Great Sacred Lands of the shinobi world. If a place called a Sacred Land did not have things unavailable elsewhere, could it still be called a Sacred Land?!
The dense natural energy made Mount Myōboku resemble an earthly paradise, naturally giving rise to treasures unavailable in the outside world. "Fruit wine made from fruits that take a hundred years to mature?"
Jiraiya unconsciously swallowed.
There were naturally some strong wines in the shinobi world that had been passed down for nearly a century.
But those had merely been stored for nearly a hundred years. Here, the fruits used to make the wine themselves took more than a hundred years to mature!
A human life, from birth to death, did not even amount to a few short decades.
The time it took for these fruits to mature was enough to give birth to several generations of people!
W-What would that taste like? Was this wine that only true sages could drink?!
"Fruit wine brewed from fruits that take centuries to mature?" Yuu, standing before the Great Toad Sage, had eyes shining frighteningly bright. As expected of Mount Myōboku, one