Making "Vitality Potions"

Herb Shop.

Shiraha walked out carrying several large bags of medicinal ingredients.

He had originally planned to pay lavishly, but the owner refused to take his money and had him sign another IOU instead.

Clearly, this was Kushina's idea.

So this is what it feels like to be kept?

Shiraha sighed inwardly.

Since Kushina had made arrangements beforehand, Matsuno Masato fulfilled all of Shiraha's requirements for medicinal ingredients.

He had also spent a month procuring all kinds of special medicinal ingredients Shiraha needed from across the Shinobi World.

In his previous life, Shiraha had been best at brewing the Level 0 Potion, "Vitality Potion."

"Vitality Potion" could assist in Meditation Method training, increase cell activity, speed up the absorption of Energy Particles, and thereby promote the growth of Mental Power.

No matter what kind of Meditation Method one practiced, there was an upper limit to how much Mental Power could grow each day.

Once that limit was reached, even extending one's training time would barely increase Mental Power.

However, with the aid of potions, that limit could be broken through.

The Advanced Warlock Meditation Method Shiraha practiced increased his Mental Power each day by more than the ordinary Meditation Method from his previous life did even with potion assistance.

According to the Herb Encyclopedia, the only difficult-to-find main ingredient for "Vitality Potion" was Corpse Soul Grass, but under the power of money, it had still been found.

The other main ingredient, "Old Tree Root," had to be at least fifty years old.

However, Konoha seemed to have nothing if not trees.

He had once looked down over the entire village from a high place. Trees stretched in every direction, seemingly endless.

No one would say anything even if he cut down several dozen or a hundred of them.

Shiraha's target was the Back Mountain behind the Ninja Academy.

He had checked it several times. A few trees there appeared to be over fifty years old, making them his primary targets.

However, students often trained on the Back Mountain, so Shiraha deliberately waited until Saturday evening to cut down a tree.

A single potion only required a small piece of "Old Tree Root," so cutting down one old tree would be enough.

Thud, thud, thud!

When Shiraha arrived at the Back Mountain, he heard a series of noises ahead. Following the sound, he pushed aside the grass.

He saw a girl with a Fan Pattern printed on the back of her clothes walking up a tree trunk in a posture parallel to the ground, all the way to its top.

She had shoulder-length medium-short hair.

Three large trees stood in a triangular arrangement ahead of her, each separated by more than seven or eight meters. Circular Bullseye Targets were tied to both the upper and lower parts of each trunk, for a total of six targets.

The girl suddenly leaped into the air, then dropped straight down headfirst.

As she fell, she held three Shuriken in each hand and threw them upward at the same time.

Clang, clang, clang!

The six Shuriken collided in pairs, then made exaggerated turns through the air.

Thud, thud, thud!

Almost simultaneously, the six Shuriken struck all six targets on the three trees.

Five of the Shuriken hit the bullseyes, while the sixth was slightly off, striking nearer the edge.

It's her! Shiraha was slightly startled when he saw the girl's face. The girl throwing the Kunai was Uchiha Chiho, the top student of the fourth year.

She also had an older brother named Uchiha Soujin, a fifth-year student and the top student of his grade.

When school had started last year, Shiraha had wanted to obtain cells and tears, so he had planned to play the role of a heartthrob arsonist and sacrifice his body to satisfy those girls' desires for him.

Less than a week after school began, he had "accidentally" made a first-year Uchiha cry, only to discover that her tears were unqualified.

After that, Uchiha Chiho, who had been the top student of the third year at the time, gave Shiraha a harsh warning.

So Shiraha stopped trying. It did not fit his persona, and it was far too easy to invite a cleaver.

Then Kushina enrolled, and Shiraha saw hope again.

Whoosh!

Uchiha Chiho seemed dissatisfied that one Shuriken had missed the bullseye. The moment she landed, she threw another Shuriken and hit the center of the target.

A Wire Rope with a dark gleam was tied to the ring at the back of the Shuriken.

Uchiha Chiho rapidly formed hand seals, puffed out her cheeks, and expelled a ball of scorching Fire Style Chakra.

Fire Style: Dragon Fire Technique!

Like the Great Fireball Jutsu, this was also a commonly used C-rank Fire Style technique of the Uchiha Clan, and it placed certain demands on one's control of ninja tools.

The powerful flames raced in a straight line along the Wire Rope and struck the tree trunk in an instant.

Boom!

The tree snapped apart at its center, and flames immediately engulfed the entire tree.

Shiraha could not help clicking his tongue. He had not expected the petite and adorable-looking Uchiha Chiho to be so strong!

An ordinary Chunin would probably be unable to withstand that entire combo.

"Who's there? Come out!"

After sending the tree on its way, Uchiha Chiho suddenly turned to the right. A Kunai instantly slipped from her sleeve into her hand, and she raised it to attack the grass.

"Senior Chiho, it's me! Don't throw it at me!" Shiraha emerged from the grass with his hands raised in surrender.

"It's you?" Uchiha Chiho frowned slightly. She did have some impression of Shiraha.

"I was just passing through and planned to gather some wild herbs to make potions." Shiraha smiled, but his gaze drifted toward the burning tree trunk beside them, which was about as thick as two people linking arms.

"Mm." Uchiha Chiho nodded coldly. She took out a small packet from her Ninja Tool Pouch and scattered its powder around, quickly extinguishing the fire.

Then she turned and left.

"Perfect. There's one ready-made."

Shiraha began digging. Judging by the growth rings, the tree that had been broken by the Fire Style attack was at least fifty years old, and the surrounding trees were all quite old as well.

Digging up "Old Tree Root" this way would make much less of a disturbance.

A few minutes later, Shiraha had cut off the tree's main root.

Early the next morning, Shiraha arrived at the Ninja Academy with a bulging backpack.

The school laboratory was open to students, but few ever used it.

There was basically no one at school on Sundays.

Shiraha had asked Matsuno Masato to purchase a complete set of laboratory equipment for him, but it was still on the way.

Most importantly, the school laboratory had a Microscope and a Computer. Thanks to the Naruto World's wildly skewed technology tree, Shiraha had been spared a great deal of trouble.

He planned to brew the first batch of potions first.

Shiraha kept his Sixth Sense active the entire time, and no one was watching him.

Clearly, merely meeting the Third Hokage once was not enough for the other party to grasp his Chakra traits. At the same time, he was not important enough for the Third Hokage to monitor him regularly.

Inside the laboratory.

Shiraha separately placed the Corpse Soul Grass and Old Tree Root into a Mortar and crushed them, then poured the filtered juices into Test Tubes.

After that, he ground the various medicinal ingredients into powder in sequence. With the data-processing ability of the Eye of Truth, he poured them into a Beaker one after another without the slightest error, placed it on an Asbestos Net, and heated it over an Alcohol Lamp.

"*****"

Shiraha quietly chanted an incantation. His Mental Power began drawing in the surrounding Energy Particles, and the powder in the Beaker rapidly turned into a purplish-black liquid.

After 120 seconds, Shiraha poured the Old Tree Root juice into the Beaker. The purplish-black liquid quickly turned pure black. Another 80 seconds later, Shiraha poured the dark green Corpse Soul Grass juice into the Beaker.

At the same time, Shiraha continued chanting.

At that moment, the liquid in the Beaker displayed three colors—purplish-black, black, and dark green. The colors separated and merged, and after four consecutive cycles, the liquid inside turned milky white.

Shiraha brought the liquid close and sniffed it. A spicy fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose.

"It worked!"

A smooth start—success on the first attempt.

An hour later, Shiraha had made seven potions using only thirteen sets of raw ingredients. His success rate had actually exceeded fifty percent!

In the Wizarding World, even Level 0 Potions had profits of at least tenfold.

Unfortunately, this was not the Wizarding World. He had no safe sales channel, and before he had the strength to protect himself, he could not make money by selling potions.

Shiraha took out the Test Tubes he had purchased from his backpack and sealed the potions away.

Although few people came to the school laboratory and no one would probably notice if he pocketed a few small items, there was no need for that.

How could an inheritor of the Will of Fire do something as petty as stealing?

Using the Eye of Truth consumed very little energy, but the continuous high-precision work made Shiraha feel somewhat dizzy.

He cleaned up the failed medicinal residue and erased all traces of the experiment before leaving the laboratory, rubbing his temples.