Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 255 The Gene Treasury, The Great Purge!

Mei Terumi stood there, stunned.

"Gene?"

She pulled her clothes up.

What do you mean?

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"Literal meaning."

Sosuke looked at the ten-year-old girl.

"I know what you're hiding. Lava Release, and Boil Release."

"You dare not use it because you know what kind of person the Third Mizukage is. Once exposed, you will be eliminated sooner or later."

Mei Terumi's pupils contracted instantly.

His hand reached for the kunai again.

He knew! He actually saw through my bloodline limit!

"Don't be nervous, I won't report you."

Sosuke pointed to the supplies on the ground.

"I am a businessman. I come from Konoha."

"I need to collect various special bloodline samples. And you are the best target."

"These medicines and food on the ground are a deposit."

Sousuke looked at the wound on Mei Terumi's thigh.

"That's Konoha's highest-grade blood-clotting powder. If you don't use it, your leg will become inflamed and infected tomorrow. You know better than I what happens to a crippled genin in Kirigakure."

Terumi Mei bit her lip.

She looked at the medicine bottles.

After hesitating for a moment, she squatted down, picked up a medicine bottle, and bit off the cork with her teeth.

Pour the white powder onto the wound.

"hiss"

The sharp pain made her gasp, but the bleeding from the wound stopped instantly.

Good medicine. A million times better than the fake medicine sold on the black market in the village.

She picked up another soldier's ration pill, chewed it a few times haphazardly, and swallowed it.

She was so hungry.

Her strength has recovered somewhat.

"What do you need me to do?"

Mei Terumi raised her head, ready to pay the price.

"Draw some blood."

Sosuke took out a glass test tube.

"It's that simple?" Mei Terumi asked, somewhat incredulous.

In the Hidden Mist Village, you could only get a little medicine by selling your body or committing murder and robbery. Now, a little blood can be exchanged for so many top-tier resources?

"This is just the first deal."

Sosuke tossed the test tube to her.

"These supplies aren't just for you."

"You must have met other kids at school who, like you, survived by hiding their lineage, right?"

"Distribute these supplies to them. Use these things to gather them together."

"Then, collect their blood samples for me as well."

Mei Terumi caught the test tube.

She got it.

This man wanted to use her to wipe out all the remaining bloodline ninjas in Kirigakure.

He is a bloodline thief.

"Why should they listen to me?" Mei Terumi asked.

"Because you can give them hope to live."

Sosuke turned around, preparing to leave the alley.

"Let me tell you, the Third Mizukage's purge is about to begin. For you lot, sticking together is the only way to survive."

"Every night at this time, I send someone to put supplies in that abandoned water tower at the alley entrance."

"Put your blood sample in, and you can take the supplies."

"Remember, little wildcat. Don't try anything funny. I can give you these things, and I can take them away just as easily."

Sosuke's figure disappeared into the thick fog.

Mei Terumi stood there, looking into the deep alley.

"The merchant of Konoha—"

She picked up the scroll and sealed the supplies back in.

"Who cares? As long as I can survive."

three days later.

A basement in the slums of Kirigakure.

There were no lights here, only a faint moonlight seeping in through the ventilation openings.

Mei Terumi sat on a broken wooden box.

Three children stood before her. They were all wounded.

They were genin who graduated at the same time. They were all bloodline limit users who desperately hid their identities.

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"Ming—what do you want from us?"

A boy with light blue hair asked.

His name is Minazuki Han. He is an orphan from a collateral branch of the Minazuki clan. Because of his impure bloodline, he can only barely create a little frost, but in this village, even that little ice is enough to kill him.

"I told you, I'll give you medicine and food."

Mei Terumi took a package from behind her back and threw it on the ground.

The package unfurled.

White medicine bottles, explosive tags, and soldier rations.

The three children stared wide-eyed.

"Where did these come from?"

A girl stared in disbelief at the supplies.

Her name is Hozuki Rin, and she belongs to the Hozuki clan.

"Never mind where it came from."

Mei Terumi is like a little big sister.

"If you eat my food and use my medicine, you have to listen to me from now on."

"The village wants to kill us. The higher-ups see us as monsters. We don't want to die, so we have no choice but to stick together."

Mei Terumi took out a glass test tube, pulled out a kunai, and made a cut on her finger.

Fresh blood dripped into the test tube.

"Of course, there's no such thing as a free lunch."

She then took out three empty test tubes.

"One vial of blood for each person."

"Hand over the blood, collect the supplies, and leave."

The three children looked at each other in bewilderment.

For ninjas, blood is an extremely dangerous substance. It can be used to cast curses or for tracking.

but----

Rin Hozuki made her choice quickly. She took the kunai.

I'll smoke.

Soon, the three tubes of blood were collected.

Including Mei Terumi's own, there are a total of four samples.

"very good."

Terumi Mei carefully put away the test tubes and distributed the supplies to them.

"Go back and hide. Meet here at the same time tomorrow night."

Soon, the food and supplies brought by the Takaya Merchant Guild were continuously delivered to the warehouses of Kirigakure Village.

The financial and famine crises that had plagued the Daimyo and Mizukage of the Land of Water were greatly alleviated.

Commoners and low-ranking ninjas can finally have a full meal.

However, the Third Mizukage, having eaten his fill, did not focus his energy on recuperating.

Instead, he freed up his hands.

Without the constraints of external survival crises, he could finally implement his long-planned scheme without any worries.

Great cleaning.

A massacre targeting families with bloodline limits has begun.

The Anbu located the strongholds of all the ancient families, including Minazuki, Hozuki, and Kaguya.

Anyone suspected of possessing a bloodline limit, whether elderly or child, should be killed on the spot.

Screams echoed through the thick fog.

Blood stained the fog over the entire village red.

The real Blood Mist Village.

Port area.

In a spacious office.

Sosuke sat on the sofa, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

Sitting opposite him was the highest-ranking official of the Kirigakure Port Administration Office, and one of the Mizukage's confidants.

"Lord Takaya, the quality of this batch of iron ore is excellent. Lord Mizukage is very satisfied."

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The port official had a broad smile on his face.

"Since Lord Mizukage is satisfied, our cooperation from now on will go smoothly."

Sosuke put down his teacup, took out a heavy little wooden box, and pushed it onto the desk.

"Sir, this is a small token of appreciation from the Takaya Trading Company."

The wooden crate made a dull screech as it was pushed.

The officer's eyes lit up.

He quietly opened a crack in the wooden box.

Inside, ten gold bars were neatly stacked. Their golden light shone brightly in the dim office, indicating extremely high purity.

This money is equivalent to ten years of his income.

"Lord Takaya, what is this—" The officer swallowed hard.

"Just for convenience."

Sosuke leaned back in his chair, his tone flat.

"The Chamber of Commerce's grain transport ships will be returning early tomorrow morning. They came fully loaded with grain, but on the way back, the holds will be empty, the draft will be too shallow, and they could easily capsize in a storm."

"So, I bought a batch of defective products here. I plan to ship them back to the Land of Fire and dispose of them as scrap to line the ship's hold."

Defective products.

fake.

The officer understood, of course. Within the Blood Mist, countless corpses and bloodline ninjas were being cleansed every day.

On the black market, people have been secretly selling these people's organs or people.

"Lord Takaya—things are getting tense right now."

The officer placed his hand on the wooden crate with some difficulty, but did not push it back.

"The Mizukage has issued a strict order: no one suspected of possessing a bloodline limit is to be allowed to escape the Land of Water alive."

"If you're transporting dead people, that's fine. But if they're alive—"

"Sir."

Sousuke interrupted.

He then took out five gold bars from his pocket and gently placed them on the wooden box.

"My ship is a legitimate official grain transport vessel and enjoys the privilege of being exempt from inspection."

"What I was transporting was just a shipment of worthless ballast. It was loaded onto the ship overnight and left at dawn. Nobody would know."

"These things will just be burned as garbage if left in Kirigakure. Let me take them; I can exchange them for some money for the commander."

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Fifteen gold bars.

Even the iron discipline of the Blood Mist Village cannot withstand this test.

The officer looked around, then grabbed the wooden crate and quickly locked it in a drawer.

"Lord Takaya is right. Official grain transport ships should be exempt from inspection."

The officer picked up a pen and stamped a pass.

"Tomorrow morning, when the sea fog is at its thickest, I will have the patrol team relieve us in the southern reef area. Berth number three will have a one-hour window of opportunity."

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"Thank you, sir."

Sosuke took the pass and stood up.

In this world, there's no door that money can't buy. If there is, it's simply because you don't have enough money.

late at night.

Berth No. 3.

A huge merchant ship lay quietly at rest on the sea.

Without any lights, it seemed to melt into the night and thick fog.

"Hurry! Move faster!"

Yecang stood beside the diving board, urging them on in a low voice.

Dozens of ragged children, under the cover of night, scurried into the cargo hold at the bottom of the ship like rats.

Terumi Mei walked last.

She handed a package to Sosuke.

"Here's what you wanted. Thirty blood samples in total, including bloodline genes for Ice Release, Corpse Bone Pulse, and Water Transformation Technique."

Sosuke took the package.

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"Well done. Go on up there."

The bottom of the cargo hold.

Thirty-odd children were crammed in here, shivering.

Sudden.

"ah"

A boy let out a suppressed scream.

His right arm is undergoing a horrific mutation.

Due to extreme fear and mental stress, the Corpse Bone Vein gene in his body went out of control.

"Pfft."

A white bone spur pierced through the skin of his forearm.

"It hurts so much—help me—"

The boy was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground.

The children around were so frightened that they shrank into a corner.

"Quiet."

The hatch opened, and Sosuke stepped out.

He was holding a syringe filled with a murky green liquid.

Sosuke walked up to the boy and inserted the needle into the boy's carotid artery.

"Hmm!"

The boy's eyes rolled back.

The gene inhibitor was injected into my bloodstream. It felt like having an ice cube shoved directly into my heart.

"Sizzle s ...————"

The bone spur protruding from the boy's arm stopped growing and then slowly shrank back into his body.

Yellow pus is oozing from the wound.

"Will he die?" Mei Terumi asked anxiously.

"He won't die. It just forced his meridians into hibernation."

Sosuke pulled out the needle, his voice cold and devoid of any warmth.

"You are now my assets."

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Sosuke looked around at the group of children.

"I spent a fortune bribing officials to save your lives. If you die, my investment will be wasted."

"Stay in the dark until this ship docks. Anyone who makes a sound will be thrown into the sea to feed the fish."

This blunt warning, ironically, reassured the children.

In Kirigakure, goodwill is a trap. Only a clear-cut exchange of interests can form the strongest contract.

Sosuke turned and walked onto the deck.

"Weigh anchor. Prepare to depart."

Sosuke gave orders to the sailors.

Just then.

Hyuga Masaru suddenly appeared next to Sousuke.

The veins around his eyes bulged instantly.

"Boss, something's up."

Hyuga Masaru's voice was extremely solemn.

"At the end of the dock—"

"He actually came."

Sosuke's snake eyes also pierced through the thick fog.

He saw a thin figure slowly walking along the wooden pier towards the ship.

They did not bring any guards.

However, the chakra fluctuations emanating from him caused the surrounding thick fog to freeze.

The Third Generation Mizukage.

"Why did he come?"

Ye Cang clenched his fist, and four fireballs flickered in his palm.

"Don't do it."

Sousuke pressed down on Yokura's shoulder.

"If he came to kill us, he wouldn't have been alone."

Sosuke straightened his trench coat and stepped off the springboard.

In the thick fog.

The Third Mizukage stopped in his tracks.

He wasn't wearing the Mizukage's robes today, only a gray undergarment.

His face remained withered, and he coughed occasionally, like an old man on his deathbed.

But he stood there, like an insurmountable abyss.

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