I Shall Offer the Entire Shinobi World to Lord Jashin!

"Is this the underworld?"

Simu slowly opened his eyes, and wherever his gaze landed, there was endless black-purple mist.

These mists churned incessantly, emitting an extremely terrifying aura.

Cold, sinister, fearful, resentful...

This was exactly what Simu felt right now; countless negative emotions were mixed together, wrapping tightly around him.

"If this is hell, then where is the Naihe Bridge? And what does Meng Po look like?"

Not only was there no fear on Simu's face, but there was also a trace of curiosity about the unknown. Since he was already dead, what was there to worry about? At worst, he would just die again.

Just as he prepared to take a step to search for those legendary things, the mist surrounding him suddenly churned violently, then coalesced into a massive black shadow!

The black shadow was huge and distorted; Simu couldn't find any words to describe this massive lump of something before him.

His brows furrowed slightly, and suddenly, a dark red crack appeared in the middle of the shadow, followed by that crack bursting open!

A scarlet eyeball appeared out of thin air before Simu.

Accompanying it was a violent and sinister hurricane. Simu stood where he was, feeling only that the wind was so strong it actually blew his entire body out of shape!

Turning his head, a face identical to his own was smiling and staring back at him.

Looking closely, thank goodness, it was just another head growing out of his own shoulder.

Good my foot!

Not only that, when Simu tried to speak, he discovered that his tongue had grown to his buttocks at some point.

His mouth had even appeared on his abdomen, with colorful intestines spilling out from the open maw.

His right hand was holding his left hand, which was holding his left foot, followed by his right foot; he looked like a centipede. The sole of his right foot was his own nostril, stuffed with two eyeballs.

Not one on each side, but two on each side, with his own heart hanging from one side, still beating slowly.

Ah, this...

Even Simu was speechless. Was this some new kind of hellish joke?

Fortunately, this state only lasted for a second, and Simu's body quickly returned to its normal state.

Just as he let out a sigh of relief, the ground beneath his feet suddenly split open, and a giant abyss-like mouth emerged, nearly swallowing him whole.

"Hehehehe..."

"I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, two people would actually arrive at the same time!"

"It seems the seal of those Otsutsuki guys is finally about to be broken!"

When mentioning the three words Otsutsuki, the tone of the giant mouth was clearly filled with rage.

Simu adjusted his glasses again. Setting aside the cliché "hehehe" at the beginning, he could analyze three pieces of information from this sentence.

First, he probably wasn't dead, but had arrived in a mysterious place in some special state.

Second, before he arrived here, someone else had already arrived first.

Third, this terrifying-looking guy in front of him had been sealed here hundreds of years ago by a group called the Otsutsuki.

Fourth, this guy didn't seem very smart.

Sure enough, the giant black shadow saw Simu standing still and immediately let out a smug "hehehe" laugh.

"Kid, were you scared silly by Lord Jashin, standing there unable to even move?"

Simu let out a breath. So this guy was Jashin?

He decisively placed one hand over his chest, then bowed deeply and said, "Greetings to the omnipotent and magnificent Lord Jashin."

"Hehehehe!"

As Simu expected, Lord Jashin was very satisfied with these words!

The giant mouth beneath Simu's feet suddenly vanished, reappearing diagonally below the scarlet eyeball.

Not just one, but hundreds of mouths appeared all at once, densely packed, and his speech even had an echo!

Perhaps feeling that speaking this way was more stylish, Lord Jashin spoke again: "Kid, what is your name?"

"My name is Simu, great Lord Jashin."

Simu answered almost without hesitation, and his attitude became even more respectful.

This posture made Lord Jashin nod secretly. This kid is not bad, much better than that blockhead from before!

Jashin was like a child with ADHD; countless eyeballs suddenly appeared within those open mouths, and thousands upon thousands of eyeballs stared at Simu all at once.

"Simu, is it? I ask you, are you willing to become a follower of the Jashin Cult, sacrifice to me with blood, and help me break the seal early so I can return to the Shinobi World?"

As soon as the words fell, an interface popped up in front of Simu.

"Lord Jashin's Raising-Style Mini-Game has been activated!"

"Do you choose to believe in Lord Jashin?"

"If you choose Yes, you will obtain the ability [Womb of the Creator]."

"Choose 'No', for your appearance is quite exceptional; you may be spared death and become the Jashin Cult's favorite concubine."

Simu was stunned. He already considered himself quite the pervert with rather strange tastes, but he never imagined that even the Jashin Cult played for the other team.

But if he chose 'Yes', wouldn't he, a fine young man from the twenty-first century, be aiding and abetting evil? This was truly...

Fantastic!

This few seconds of hesitation had already made the high and mighty Lord Jashin quite displeased.

A few black bubbles gurgled up on its massive body; it was perhaps... a little angry.

Seeing this, Simu knelt on one knee without hesitation, raised his hands, and shouted like a fanatic:

"Great Lord Jashin, I shall offer the entire Shinobi World to you!"

"Hehehehe..."

These words once again made our Lord Jashin emit a satisfied laugh.

After all, there is no harm without comparison; Simu's performance was leagues better than that guy from before who only knew how to scream about killing.

What is the point of killing a few people?

Look at this guy—he starts off by offering the entire Shinobi World!

Feeling the aura of pleasure radiating from Lord Jashin from head to toe, Simu smiled slightly.

Although he didn't know what the Otsutsuki were, what the Jashin Cult was, or what the Shinobi World was, that didn't stop Simu from spouting nonsense.

After all, when it came to feeding people empty promises, he was an old expert!

Having worked in the industry for so many years, there wasn't a pie in the sky he hadn't seen; drawing a picture of a pie was just a piece of cake!

But clearly, Lord Jashin, having been sealed for hundreds of years, had never encountered such a pie before and was immediately intoxicated by the aroma.

"Good, good, good. Since that is the case, I shall bestow upon you the Immortal Body and the Jashin Ritual."

"With these two skills, you should be invincible under the heavens!"

Simu's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected to receive a reward from Jashin on top of the system's rewards!

This was truly a knife cutting through the buttocks—it had opened his eyes.

Soon, under the movements of Jashin, countless black mists poured into Simu's body.

Simu could feel every inch, every part of his body undergoing a transformation.

Just as Simu was immersed in this wondrous change, Lord Jashin suddenly stopped.

"Is something wrong, Lord Jashin?" Simu asked respectfully.

"Hmm... that thing..."

"Let's stop here for today. You have the Immortal Body, so let's leave the Jashin Ritual for next time."

From Jashin's tone, Simu seemed to hear the helplessness of a thirty-year-old married man facing his wife's advances.

Although a bit disappointed, since the other party had already said so, Simu could only take what he could get and quit while he was ahead.

"Thank you for your grace, Lord Jashin. I will definitely offer the Shinobi World to you!"

The black mist surged once more.

"Hehehe, alright, go back now."

"The day my seal is broken shall be the day the Shinobi World falls into dark rule!"

"Yes!"

After Simu disappeared, the mass of black mist muttered softly: "If I had known, I wouldn't have given that brat Hidan so much stuff. This Simu looks great; he's a natural-born sycophant."

"Tsk tsk, offering the entire Shinobi World, that's really nice."

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle."

"Hehehe."

Praise the great Lord Jashin!