Tsunade's Ominous Fortune (Part One, Second Update)

Is that so?

Qingyu nodded.

He estimated that there must be quite a few people participating in this Chunin Ninja Exams.

This time, the Ninja Academy relaxed its graduation requirements.

Even if many ninjas don't really want to pass the Chunin Ninja Exams, they still want to experience the feeling of real combat.

The Chunin Ninja Exams are nothing like the childish games at the Ninja Academy; if you're not careful, you could really lose your life.

The Chunin Ninja Exams are generally divided into three stages.

Written test, team competition, individual competition.

The second team battle took place in various Training Ground.

Each Training Ground is very large, covering an area of tens of kilometers.

There are more than forty Training Ground in total.

Most of these Training Ground are located on the outskirts of Konoha, with a few situated within the village.

"Sister Shizune, why don't you come along too?"

After thinking for a moment, Qingyu said.

If he goes to be Shizune, he can also help out.

Qingyu plans to improve Shizune's abilities. If Shizune follows the original storyline, her combat power probably won't change much until she dies.

This is not what Qingyu wanted to see.

The more talented people he is around, the more qualities he can gather.

If Shizune learns a certain skill, Qingyu might learn it if she interacts with her.

Shizune looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"I?"

Her voice carried a hint of uncertainty.

But I—

"It's good to broaden one's horizons."

Qingyu said.

"The Chunin Ninja Exams are only held once a year. Even if you don't pass this time, you can still gain experience. Aren't you interning in the medical department?"

"There will be many wounded in the practical part of the Chunin Ninja Exams, and your Medical Ninjutsu will come in handy then."

Shizune looked into Qingyu's dark eyes, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded gently.

"----good."

Shizune nodded.

Since Qingyu has said so, let's go.

Qingyu picked up her cup of tea, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, then placed the empty cup on the tray.

"Sister Tsunade would be so happy to know you're also participating in the Chunin Ninja Exams."

"Does Lady Tsunade think I'm being too hasty?"

"Won't."

Qingyu stood up and stretched.

"Sister Tsunade always tells you to take your time, but she actually knows best how much of a role a medical-nin can play during wartime. If you go to participate in the Chunin Ninja Exams, she will only feel gratified."

After all, no matter what Tsunade is like, she still considers Konoha her home.

Tsunade now is not as despondent as she will be more than ten years later.

"When exactly is the Chunin Ninja Exams scheduled?"

"Next month."

Qingyu said.

"The exact date hasn't been set yet, but the Hokage Building should issue an official announcement in the next few days."

Several days later.

A research base outside Konoha.

The base was built inside an inconspicuous low hill, with the entrance completely hidden by dense shrubs and a few crooked trees.

Qingyu stood in front of the entrance, reached out and pushed aside the vines blocking her way, revealing the heavy metal door behind it.

Several Sealing Technique were engraved on the surface of the metal door, and the black runes glowed faintly under the influence of Chakra.

--

Qingyu placed his palm on the door and infused it with a Chakra.

With a click, the door lock automatically opened.

Behind the door was a narrow passageway with a few dim lights embedded in the walls on both sides.

Qingyu walked deeper into the passage, where a half-closed wooden door led to the end.

He raised his hand Gate of Opening.

The room was filled with various experimental equipment.

Rows of glass bottles hung on the wall, each containing liquids and powders of different colors.

The air was filled with a strong medicinal smell, even stronger than outside.

Orochimaru stood in front of the lab table, his pale hands fiddling with a distillation apparatus.

He turned his head when he heard the door Gate of Opening.

"Hehe, Qingyu- jun, you've arrived."

"Orochimaru- sensei."

Qingyu walked to the lab bench and her gaze fell on the bottles and jars on it.

There were a few more things on the lab table than usual today: several labeled glass bottles containing semi-transparent liquids of different colors.

Orochimaru tightened the last connector of the distillation apparatus, then took a scroll from the shelf next to him, unfolded it, and laid it in front of Qingyu.

The scroll was filled with detailed steps for the recipe.

"What we're going to do today is a banned substance."

Orochimaru stuck out the tip of his tongue and gently licked the corner of his mouth.

"You mentioned you were interested in this last time, so today is a good opportunity for you to try it out yourself."

Qingyu scanned the scroll, memorizing the approximate ingredients of the recipe.

He did mention these things to Orochimaru.

After all, banned drugs can rapidly enhance one's strength.

After gaining the trait of enhanced digestive efficiency, Qingyu wondered if it would have any effect on the banned drugs.

There's no need to be overly alarmed by banned substances.

There are actually quite a few people in the Shinobi World who take drugs.

As long as it's not the Nine Dragons Power, it's fine.

Because even forbidden drugs are classified into different grades, for example, Sasuke took quite a few forbidden drugs given to him by Orochimaru during his three years with Orochimaru.

However, because Orochimaru was the vessel Orochimaru had his eye on, the forbidden drugs did not cause Sasuke any harm.

Qingyu discovered that the forbidden drug given by Orochimaru mainly consisted of extracts from several rare herbs, as well as the sap from the Root of a plant called "Night Dew Grass".

This plant seems to be able to absorb Chakra and is adept at hunting weak summoned beasts.

Each of these ingredients, taken individually, has a specific pharmacological effect, but when mixed together in this proportion, the effect becomes unclear.

"Orochimaru- sensei, is this a forbidden drug?"

Following the steps on the scroll, Qingyu poured the juice of the Night Dew Grass into the flask, and then carefully dripped another pale yellow liquid into the flask using a dropper.

Orochimaru stood to the side, arms crossed, his golden vertical pupils watching Qingyu's every move.

"Indeed, this is a banned substance."

He nodded.

He felt that Qingyu's movements were very standard, not at all like it was her first time doing it.

Qingyu continued to follow the steps in the recipe.

The pale green liquid churned and boiled in the flask, gradually turning a deep purple color.

Orochimaru watched from the side, a flash of satisfaction crossing his eyes.

Qingyu's talent is not only reflected in combat and Ninjutsu, but also in medicine making.

The preparation of this banned drug involves more than a dozen steps, and the precision of each step directly affects the final efficacy.

Many people fail to even get past the first three steps when preparing this banned drug for the first time, failing due to issues with temperature control or liquid ratio.

Qingyu has made no mistakes from the beginning until now.

A dozen minutes later, Qingyu removed the flask from the alcohol lamp and allowed the dark purple liquid inside to cool naturally to room temperature.

He then poured the liquid into a small glass bottle, tightened the cap, and handed it to Orochimaru.

"Orochimaru- sensei, is this enough?"

Orochimaru took the glass bottle and examined it closely for a moment.

The deep purple liquid shimmered slightly under the light, with no impurities or sediment, a uniform and pure color, and extremely high transparency.

"Hehe, Qingyu- jun is indeed talented. To achieve this level on your first attempt is something even I can't find fault with."

Orochimaru placed the glass bottle on the lab table, then suddenly picked up another identical glass bottle containing a liquid of the same color.

This is what he mixed up himself while Qingyu was operating.

Orochimaru placed the two glass bottles side by side, then tilted his head back and drank the forbidden drug he had concocted in one gulp.

The deep purple liquid in the glass tube flowed down his throat.

Qingyu could clearly sense that Orochimaru's Chakra fluctuated slightly at that moment, and the strength of the Chakra seemed to have increased slightly.

"The dosage of this medicine is not strong, and I personally did not experience any side effects after taking it."

Orochimaru placed the empty bottle on the lab table and wiped the remaining purple liquid from the corner of his mouth with his finger.

"Qingyu- kun, would you like to give it a try too?"

Qingyu looked down at the forbidden drug in her hand.

The glass bottle felt cool and smooth to the touch, and the deep purple liquid inside swayed slightly.

Does he want to eat?

Qingyu quickly weighed the pros and cons in her mind.

Just then, some words suddenly popped up in front of him.

[Collectible trait detected: Drug Tolerance]

[B-Rank Trait: Drug Tolerance]

[Effect: Increases Drug Tolerance by 100% and automatically eliminates waste products from the body.]

[Synthesis: Consuming twenty different forbidden drugs will upgrade the trait to a higher level.]

Qingyu looked at this newly acquired trait, remaining outwardly calm, but inwardly she already knew what was going on.

This trait undoubtedly came from Orochimaru.

Orochimaru has conducted countless experiments on himself over the years, and taken countless drugs and banned substances.

His body had long since developed a high tolerance to various medications, and ordinary side effects had almost no effect on him.

In other words, just because Orochimaru could drink the forbidden drug without batting an eye doesn't mean Qingyu could.

"Thank you, Orochimaru- sensei. I will take it when I get back."

Qingyu put the glass bottle into her Ninja Tool Pouch.

Orochimaru glanced at him, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

He knew Qingyu was always cautious, and this attitude made him appreciate her even more.

A genius who knows how to restrain himself and not be blinded by immediate gains deserves more expectations.

Orochimaru withdrew his gaze, cleaned each instrument on the lab table, and then wiped his hands with a towel.

"Qingyu- kun, I heard you're going to participate in the Chunin Ninja Exams?"

"Yes."

Qingyu nodded and helped Orochimaru put the washed flask back on the shelf.

"War has begun, so only members of our village will participate in this Chunin Ninja Exams."

Orochimaru walked to the cabinet by the wall, took out a blank recommendation letter form, and placed it on the lab table.

"Your strength is unmatched among your peers; taking first place shouldn't be a problem."

Upon hearing this, Qingyu neither feigned modesty nor boasted, but simply nodded calmly.

"That's what I think too."

Orochimaru's golden vertical pupils flashed with a hint of a smile when he heard Qingyu's frank answer.

He picked up a pen and began writing a letter of recommendation for Qingyu.

"I'm the Jonin your team, so naturally I should write the letter of recommendation."

After Orochimaru finished writing the last word, he folded the letter of recommendation, put it in an envelope, and then sealed it with lacquer.

"Just hand it over to the Hokage Building."

"Thank you Orochimaru- sensei."

Qingyu took the envelope and put it into her Ninja Tool Pouch.

As evening fell, Qingyu left Orochimaru's research base and headed towards Konoha along the mountain path.

While passing through Konoha Commercial Street, Qingyu stopped by a pet store and bought a few white mice.

The shop assistant put the white mouse in a small cage and handed it to Qingyu. Qingyu paid and carried the cage in her hand.

When I got home, the yard was quiet.

--

Tsunade's door was tightly closed, with a faint light shining through the crack, indicating that she was still asleep.

Qingyu didn't disturb her. She went to the kitchen first, placed the white mouse in a corner, and then took out the bottle of forbidden medicine from her Ninja Tool Pouch.

He opened the bottle cap, used a dropper to draw a drop of dark purple liquid, and dripped it into the food of a white mouse.

The white mouse came over, sniffed the food, and then ate it all up.

Qingyu stood in front of the cage, observing the white mouse's reaction.

At first, everything was normal. After the mouse finished eating, it even hopped around in its cage a few times.

But after about ten minutes, the mouse's movements suddenly became sluggish, and its limbs began to tremble slightly.

Qingyu frowned.

A few minutes later, a trace of dark red liquid seeped from the corner of the mouse's eye, and a thick, purplish-black substance began to secrete from its ears.

Its body was curled up in a ball, and its breathing became weaker and weaker.

However, after a while, it gradually recovered.

"Are there still some side effects?----"

Qingyu shook her head.

Orochimaru was able to drink the forbidden drug without batting an eye because his body had been modified by various drugs to be completely different from that of an ordinary person.

For the average person, the side effects far outweigh the benefits of drinking it.

As for the conditions for developing the trait of [Drug Tolerance], Qingyu plans to study it slowly later, after taking twenty different banned drugs.

"Let's continue to observe."

Qingyu pondered to herself.

This medicine definitely won't kill a person.

After all, ninjas are much more powerful than lab rats, but Qingyu wouldn't mess around with them.

Even if it's a banned drug, it must be one that won't affect one's physical limits and has no side effects; it has to be the same kind Sasuke.

Night fell.

--

The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.

Qingyu, wearing an apron, stood in front of the stove, one hand holding a spatula to stir-fry the green peppers and shredded pork in the wok, the other hand chopping scallions on the cutting board next to her.

The knife clattered and slashed across the cutting board.

These cuisines from his past life still shine brightly for Qingyu in the Shinobi World.

Shizune returned from the backyard with dried medicinal herbs. As soon as she entered the house, she smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen, and her stomach rumbled loudly.

She put the herbs into the medicine box and peeked out from the kitchen doorway.

"Qingyu- kun, do you need any help?"

"No need, it'll be ready soon."

Qingyu answered without turning her head.

"Then I'll go call Lady Tsunade for dinner."

Shizune turned and walked towards the second floor.

A few minutes later, she came down the stairs again, a hint of helplessness on her face.

"Lady Tsunade is still asleep. I called her several times but she didn't wake up."

Qingyu scooped the stir-fried green peppers and shredded pork into a plate, then took off her apron and hung it on a hook to the side.

I'll go get her.

He went up the stairs, came to Tsunade's door, and knocked twice.

There was no response.

I knocked twice more, but still no sound.

Qingyu reached out and grasped the doorknob, turned it gently, and pushed open the door.

The curtains were drawn in the room, with only a small nightlight on the bedside table casting a dim glow.

A faint smell of alcohol and Tsunade's unique aura filled the air.

On the bed, the blankets billowed into an undulating curve.

Tsunade on the bed, her long golden hair scattered messily on the pillow, almost touching the floor.

She was wearing a light purple slip dress, the straps of which hung loosely on her rounded shoulders.

The blanket only covered her waist, revealing a large expanse of her fair skin and the magnificent silhouette that the nightgown could barely contain.

Qingyu stood at the door, looking at Tsunade's completely unguarded sleeping face, and remained silent for a moment.

Tsunade was at home, completely unprepared.

After all, he's a man.

Perhaps Tsunade felt she was too young?

Qingyu pondered this in her heart.

He then stepped forward and nudged Tsunade's shoulder.

"Sister Tsunade, it's time to get up, dinner is ready."

Tsunade let out a muffled hum, turned over, turned her back to Qingyu, and continued to snore.

Qingyu looked at her back.

The slip dress went even lower at the back, almost revealing her entire smooth back.

He sighed, reached out and grabbed the edge of the blanket, then yanked it off forcefully.

He pulled back the blanket, and the sudden chill in the air sent a shiver down Tsunade.

Ugh... it's cold!

Tsunade let out a soft moan, then opened her eyes. Her brown-gold eyes were still somewhat unfocused, and it took several seconds for them to focus on Qingyu's face.

Qingyu stood by the bed, still holding the blanket that had been lifted up in her hand.

His gaze swept over Tsunade, then paused.

Having just been woken up by the cold, Tsunade's body instinctively shivered.

This instinctive shrinking caused the straps of her nightgown to slip completely off one shoulder, exposing large expanses of her snow-white skin directly to the air.

Qingyu subconsciously turned her head away, her gaze inadvertently sweeping across the floor under the bed.

On the floor, a large, ominous photograph lay quietly, clearly something Tsunade had casually removed and tossed aside before going to sleep.

Qingyu finally understood.

No wonder Tsunade was suddenly awakened by the cold.

Sleeping like that, it's no wonder you get cold when you lift the covers.

"You brat!"

Tsunade finally came to her full senses, reached out and snatched the blanket from Qingyu's hand, pulling it back down to below her neck to cover that mouth-watering sight.

"I'm still sleeping!"

Tsunade's face showed a hint of anger, her long golden hair was scattered messily on the pillow, and a few strands stuck to the corners of her mouth, making her look both disheveled and cute.

"Sister Tsunade slept all day."

Qingyu answered without changing her expression.

Tsunade was so angry that she sat up in bed and reached out to hit Qingyu on the forehead.

Qingyu took a half step back, pulled the door halfway shut, leaving only a crack to look at Tsunade.

"Sister Tsunade, hurry up and come down, the food is getting cold."

After saying that, he closed the door, and his footsteps went down the stairs.

Tsunade sat on the bed, looking at the closed door.

"That wretched brat."

The resentment she felt upon waking hadn't completely dissipated when her stomach let out a disapproving growl.

She looked down at herself and realized that when Qingyu lifted the covers, she was wearing that slip dress.

That nightgown was already thin, and the straps were loose; with that sudden jolt, it almost slipped down completely.

Tsunade patted her slightly flushed cheeks and took a deep breath.

"Never mind, he's just a kid."

She muttered to herself as she bent down to pick up the indecent photo from the floor and stuffed it into her nightgown.

He's just a kid anyway, so it doesn't matter what he sees.

However, this also made Tsunade ponder whether she should be more careful in the future.

After all, Qingyu is getting older.

It wouldn't be good if it caused any psychological impact on Qingyu.