Chapter 789: Jiaodu Arc One

"Everyone keep up—if you get lost, don't blame me!"

In the mountain forest, Jiaodu held a flag in hand at the front, followed by a group of tourists with curious expressions.

On the flag were written several large characters: "Chidō Travel Group."

"Lord Jiaodu."

A young man in the group finally couldn't help speaking up, his tone carrying some doubt.

"That cave you mentioned—how come it's taking so long to get there?"

He came from the Thunder Country and wanted to travel to the Fire Country to see the scenery and local customs.

Along the way, he heard there was a pretty good travel group.

Word had it they could go to the cave where the God of Ninja once lived in seclusion!

That was the legendary God of the Ninja World!

So, after being coaxed and tricked by the dog-tout, he somehow ended up signing up.

And the price was especially steep!

The reasons others joined the travel group were mostly the same.

Hearing the young man's complaint, the others also chimed in with their own gripes.

"We've been walking so long—there can't be no such cave at all, right?"

"If that's the case, I'm getting a refund!"

"Refund! Refund!"

The more everyone thought about it, the more they felt they'd been cheated.

"Don't worry, everyone—we'll be there soon."

For those who'd paid up—suckers... patrons—Jiaodu's attitude could be considered decent.

In the old days, he'd have just killed this lot.

But the world had developed too fast; all kinds of high-tech were gradually replacing the status of ninja.

The bounty-hunting money-making scheme clearly wouldn't work anymore.

With his business acumen, he realized that only by switching careers could he make more money.

So he set up a travel company.

Specializing in fleecing out-of-towners.

Hearing this, the crowd said nothing more and silently followed behind.

They wanted to see for themselves whether there really was a cave where the God of Ninja had lived in seclusion.

He couldn't just pick any random cave and claim the God of Ninja had lived there.

If that were the case, they'd definitely been ripped off.

"Rest assured, everyone—I'm no swindler!"

Jiaodu stopped walking and handed them his ID card.

"Before Konoha Village was even founded, I was already a Jonin-level powerhouse."

Though he might be suspected of bullshitting, these young folks didn't know the truth.

And there was no one from the same era jumping out to refute him.

In other words, as long as no one exposed him, everything he said was the truth!

The tourists saw Jiaodu's advanced age of one hundred and twenty.

They became a bit more convinced by his words.

Everyone knew identity documents couldn't be forged—meaning the guide before them really was one hundred and twenty years old!

At that age, he was definitely a senior veteran in the Ninja World!

"Lord Jiaodu, can you tell us about the era of old?"

The crowd began chattering, asking Jiaodu to explain the Warring States period.

"The Warring States..."

Jiaodu's gaze grew deep, as if lost in recollection.

"That era was filled with slaughter; the average lifespan of a ninja was under thirty."

Under his explanation, the young people who had never experienced war came to realize the cruelty of that era.

"And Konoha's God of Ninja rose to prominence in that very era!"

Jiaodu kept emphasizing the God of Ninja's power, with the aim of promoting his cave business.

Sure enough, under his deliberate guidance, the young folks couldn't wait to head to the cave.

"Who do you think is stronger—the God of Ninja or the Ninja World Asura?"

"No question—definitely the God of Ninja!"

"I don't think so—clearly the Ninja World Asura is stronger!"

What they could learn from history books was limited, and the debate over who was stronger had gone on for years.

Never reaching a conclusion.

"I know the answer to that question, but I promised someone before that I couldn't say."

As Jiaodu spoke, he rubbed his fingers together, the greed in his eyes undisguised.

"You know the drill..."

These days, people who could travel to other countries were all well-off.

To get the answer, they were naturally willing to fork over the cash.

Jiaodu happily pocketed the money and explained to the expectant crowd.

Before, Senju Hashirama was the strong one; later, Madara Uchiha was the strong one.

As for the specific reasons…

The tourists, seeing this, could only pay again, spending a bit of money to learn about the two legendary strong figures.

Obviously, it's well worth it!

After receiving the money again, Jiaodu gave a much more detailed account.

After the Valley of the End battle, Senju Hashirama was severely wounded, his body thereafter suffered a hidden illness, and his strength was greatly reduced, while Madara Uchiha used a clan secret technique to die and be resurrected.

The comparison between the two makes the superiority obvious!

I told you, Ninja World Asura is stronger!

Strong in what way? They were all killed by the God of Ninja.

Bullshit, that clearly left a backhand!

Damn, if I have to say, they're all figures of the old era; the one spoken of in Konoha legends is obviously stronger!

When someone mentioned that person, they all stopped their discussion and looked expectantly at Jiaodu.

Lord Jiaodu, do you know the Konoha Poison Master?

It is said that he hasn't died even up to now!

Is that true? Then he must be over a hundred years old, just like Lord Jiaodu!

Lord Jiaodu, please tell us quickly.

They chattered away, yet they didn't notice Jiaodu's ashen complexion.

How could he possibly not know that beast!

One could say he was the person in the Ninja World who once hated Lian Ye the most.

Although later he obtained money from Lian Ye, the humiliation he suffered over the past seventy years can never be forgotten!

Every day and night back then, Jiaodu longed for revenge.

Unfortunately, he never managed to fulfill that wish in his whole life…

The tourists, seeing Jiaodu's expression, instantly understood that they must know him.

Lord Jiaodu, please tell us quickly.

Money is not a problem!

We'll give the money first!

Jiaodu was initially unwilling to speak, but he couldn't resist the lure of money.

He can have a grudge with anyone, but not with money!

That is his principle as a person.

Alright, I'll tell you about the Konoha Poison Master.

Jiaodu gave a detailed account of Lian Ye's performance in the war.

Admiration was written all over everyone's faces.

Seeing the youngsters' adoration, his heart instantly felt unbalanced.

What right do these idiots have to worship that beast!

Besides, aren't you from other countries?

Worshiping something as useless as a chicken feather!

At that time, the person Yuzhi Bo Lianye slashed dead could very well have been your elders!

Jiaodu, seeing their brainless looks, felt a little less guilty about the money.

A fool's money doesn't deceive, plain and simple.

I have detailed information on Yuzhi Bo Lianye!

But the price is high; I don't know if you want to hear…

Lord Jiaodu, you indeed know the Konoha Poison Master!

Listen, listen, listen!

The crowd didn't hesitate, each pulling out money to hear the story.

Compared with the God of Ninja and Ninja World Asura that everyone knows.

They were more interested in that low‑key Poison Master!

In just a few short minutes, he earned nearly a million taels, and Jiaodu felt for the first time that making money could be that easy.

Before, he toiled for bounties, earning only a little money all year.

And it could easily be snatched away by a suddenly appearing beast.

But now, just moving his lips can earn a huge sum.

Times really have changed!

The era of ninjas making money has truly ended.