Naruto: The Progenitor of Demons Starting from Kirigakure

Chapter 89 Half Cut

The next day, Jieluo began preparations for the establishment of the ninjutsu and ninja tool development department. The first step was to find ninjas skilled in earth-style techniques and craftsmen to hollow out the mountain behind Jieluo's lair.

Right then and there, he generously issued the task and tossed out a sum of money.

"It makes me feel bad that you're paying out of your own pocket like this," Bai Lian said while smoking and registering tasks.

"Old man, we're family, so from now on, it's all mine," Jie Luo said with a slight smile.

The old man with the white lotus shook his head and said, "Don't speak too soon. Huan Yue is not easy to deal with, even though he's a bit stupid."

"Don't worry, once you've placed your bet, the outcome is up to fate. I won't regret it," Jie Luo said.

"As long as you know what's going on in your mind." The old man Bailian pulled Jieluo aside and chatted for a few more minutes. As people get older, they tend to talk more. He talked about his vision for the future of Wuyin, as if he wanted to convey some kind of spirit.

Jie Luo listened with a smile, occasionally chiming in with a comment.

The old man's approach can only be described as lacking in imagination and narrow in scope, but there's no need to embarrass him. Once he becomes the second generation, Jie Luo will have plenty of means and power.

Once the task registration was completed and the commission was issued, everyone arrived on the same day and construction began.

At the construction site, the old craftsman was studying the hand-drawn blueprints when he said to Jieluo, "Are there any other requirements, Lady Oni?"

After thinking for a moment, Jieluo looked at the entire mountain and said, "May I build a statue on the mountain?"

"Lady Oni-hime, what kind of statue is it, and how big is it?" the old craftsman asked.

"As big as this mountain," Jieluo said.

"Then we'll have to carve it out of the mountain." The old craftsman nodded and said, "With the ninja's help, there shouldn't be any major problems. Lady Oni, which style of statue do you prefer?"

"The statue of Yama," Jieluo said.

"The image of a ghost or deity, I understand now." The old craftsman put away the blueprints, lit his pipe, and began to smoke.

After that was settled, the next step was to establish the organizational structure of the Ninjutsu and Ninjutsu Tool Development Department.

The purchased bunker can be used as an office. First, we need to recruit people. Clerks are equally important. Jieluo will not pay them. Of course, the village will pay them. But after thinking for a long time, Jieluo decided to put it aside for the time being and turn to preparing for the opening of the ninja tool shop.

Jieluo wouldn't be involved in the business; he only needed to restock regularly. He bought a stall in the village, hired ninjas as managers, and in less than three days, without any ribbon-cutting ceremony, the ninja tool shop officially opened for business.

On the day of the opening, the village's ninjas discovered the shop opened by Yura.

Upon entering, one would see that the shelves were completely empty.

A ninja wrapped in bandages stared blankly at a young woman in a cheongsam, who was working at the shop.

"waiter!"

"Excuse me, I'm the shop manager." The young woman stepped forward and smiled. "What kind of ninja tools do you need?"

"It's you, Ying." The ninja frowned slightly and said, "You're no longer a ninja?"

Wearing beautiful women's clothes, I almost didn't recognize her.

One of the distinctive features of the female ninjas from Kirigakure is their exceptionally beautiful skin—fair, translucent, and moisturized. Under normal circumstances, it's rare to find someone with unattractive skin.

"Of course I'm still a ninja. I work for Lady Oni-hime," the young woman said with a smile.

"You've joined the ninja tool development unit?" the man asked.

Ying smiled and nodded.

Earning two salaries makes me very happy.

A villager's perk of not having to work, and a management fee from the Demon Princess—all I can say is that the boss is very generous.

As fellow Jonin, the man's eyes hardened, and he asked, "Ying, how did you end up joining the Ninjutsu and Ninja Tool Development Unit?"

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So far, no one has joined the Ninjutsu and Ninjutsu Tool Development Department. Anyone who comes to inquire about the Demon Princess, unless they challenge her, is refused entry and leaves empty-handed. Those who do challenge her are even more decisive, being directly cut down by the Demon Princess.

As if she had expected this, the female ninja pointed to the counter and said, "There's a registration book over there. Fill in your personal information on the form. Lady Oni will review it. If you have experience developing ninjutsu or have successfully developed ninjutsu, remember to make a special note. The Ninjutsu and Ninjutsu Development Unit is not a fighting unit. It's probably not suitable for someone like you. You should just buy a sword."

"Don't you need combat personnel?" the ninja asked curiously. "Doesn't Lady Oni-hime need subordinates?"

Ying simply smiled as she looked at the man.

"The finished products of the ninjutsu and ninja tool development team require a group of mature and experienced ninjutsu and ninja tool testers who need to have the ability to quickly learn new ninjutsu and ninja tools."

The man's face darkened, and he said irritably, "Am I out of my mind? Who would want to do this!"

"That's none of my business." Ying asked again, "Do you want to buy a knife? I have all kinds of ninja swords, including genuine ninja longswords and sewing needles."

needle?

The ninja's eyes hardened. These seven legendary ninja swords had recently become famous throughout the village; they were ninja swords used by the First Mizukage.

Of course he wanted it.

"Where?"

Ying stepped forward and guided him to the long sword, saying, "Be careful, cover your hands with chakra, it's very sharp."

The shelf in front of him was empty. The ninja cautiously reached out, but inevitably cut a line of blood on his fingertip. As his pupils contracted, a black longsword appeared before him as chakra was applied and poured out.

An invisible knife?

Nice knife!

With just one glance, the ninja made this judgment. He picked up the long sword, examined it carefully for a moment, and then said with a slightly dark expression, "As expected of the Seven Ninja Swords, I cannot use this sword with my swordsmanship."

Before it can harm anyone, it will hurt itself first, especially with the hidden coils at the hilt of the knife.

There is no way to protect yourself from being cut, especially when the coiled wire is out of sight, which makes it even more dangerous. One careless move and you could lose a hand or foot.

With eyes full of resentment, the ninja put the long sword and sewing needle back.

"There are other standard ninja swords," Ying smiled. "They can conduct chakra, which is much better than your broken sword."

The invisible knife...

The ninja's eyes were filled with excitement. Even if he couldn't transmit chakra, the fact that he couldn't see it was incredibly useful in battle.

"Give me one!"

"A generous offer, five million."

How much does a ninja sword cost?!

Cheap ones cost a few thousand, better ones cost tens of thousands, exquisite ones cost hundreds of thousands, and famous swords crafted by master craftsmen cost millions. Swords like the Seven Ninja Swords cost at least tens of millions.

The ninja's eyes widened as he looked at Ying, his guard breaking down as he exclaimed, "Why don't you just go and steal it?!"

"I'm grabbing it right now! You don't have to buy it!" Ying smiled and said, "Go and ask around, the value of a chakra ninja sword is tens of millions."

Lady Oni told her to provide smiling service and make guests feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

Her smile was perfect, wasn't it?

But she knew ninjas too well. For ninjas, a good weapon was not only their means of livelihood but also their lifeline. They would grit their teeth and buy it no matter how expensive it was. A weapon worth tens of millions was not something they could buy just by gritting their teeth. Five million was just right.

From another perspective, it's practically a 50% discount, so you'd feel like you're getting a great deal.

"By the way, we also accept custom orders, but it will cost extra."

Gritting his teeth, the ninja said fiercely, "Fine! I don't want the custom-made one! I'll go back and get the money! Give me one!"

The man left in a hurry, but the next ninja customer looked at the store and entered with a curious expression.

Ying smiled when she saw yet another guest.

Our eighth order of the day has arrived.