Are You Worthy of Being Lord Jashin's Dog?

Deep beneath a remote mountain in the Land of Rivers, in the Shinobi World, stood a vast, empty hall.

At the very center of the hall stood an enormous statue.

Every detail of its body was exquisitely crafted, its eight arms lifelike, yet its face bore absolutely nothing. It was a faceless statue.

That stark contrast created an inexplicably sinister aura.

What frightened ordinary people even more was the enormous Blood Pool beneath the statue, nearly ten meters long!

The pool was filled with bright red blood, giving off a terrifying stench.

A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties stood before the Blood Pool, took a deep breath, and immediately revealed an expression of enjoyment.

He held a necklace with a circular outer shape and a triangle inside. A hint of madness appeared on his aged face as he ordered in a hoarse voice, "The auspicious hour has arrived. Bring up all the sacrifices!"

"Yes!"

At the bishop's command, the dozens of cultists around him also wore crazed expressions as they dumped corpse after corpse into the Blood Pool.

There were not only corpses, but all kinds of venomous creatures as well—centipedes, spiders, poisonous snakes, and more.

They had spent several days preparing for this annual Jashin ritual. Now, the auspicious hour had finally arrived!

The bishop madly raised both hands. The thick, murky scent of blood nearly enveloped his entire body, and a trace of crimson appeared in his eyes.

"Great, omnipotent, ever-eternal Lord Jashin!"

"We offer you our hymns, our praises, and our sacrifices!"

"Please cast a glance from the distant unknown and bestow your blessings upon us!"

After the bishop finished speaking, all the cultists knelt together, slammed their heads against the ground, and shouted:

"Great! Omnipotent! Ever-eternal Lord Jashin!"

"We offer you our hymns, our praises, and our sacrifices!"

"Please cast a glance from the distant unknown and bestow your blessings upon us!"

Suddenly, an eerie presence descended upon the Shrine, as though something had glanced at them from beyond the unseen.

An immense pressure weighed upon everyone's hearts, leaving them horrified and incomparably excited at the same time!

Even the bishop's breathing grew heavier. His expression shifted from shock to immense delight, then excitement, and finally madness!

Lord Jashin had finally cast his gaze upon them!

In the entire Jashin Cult, if anyone could truly receive the Blessing of Jashin, that person would undoubtedly be him!

The Blood Pool suddenly began to boil, and a figure slowly rose from within it.

"I did it! I finally mastered it!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

A burst of frenzied laughter echoed through the entire hall.

The madness on the bishop's face abruptly froze.

He clearly remembered that everyone thrown into the Blood Pool had been dead. So why...

A boy who looked only eleven or twelve years old slowly walked out of the Blood Pool, swaying unsteadily and making all sorts of strange movements as he muttered nonstop:

"I did it! I finally mastered it!"

"You..."

The bishop narrowed his eyes slightly. Then he suddenly widened them, seeming to recognize the boy!

"No, you're Hidan, aren't you? When the hell did you get into the Blood Pool?!"

"Huh? Hidan?"

The other cultists also revealed incredulous expressions.

Hidan was covered in blood. He reached up, used the blood to slick back his hair, and smiled.

"Bishop, I'm no longer an apprentice of the Jashin Cult. I'm Lord Jashin's most loyal Spokesperson of Jashin!"

He spread his arms and let out an extremely arrogant laugh.

The bishop froze for a moment before recovering, his face full of shock. "You mean... you received Lord Jashin's favor?"

"That's right!"

Hidan stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from his hand. "I am now Lord Jashin's favored child!"

The Cult Leader was stunned.

Why?

Lord Jashin!

I was here first!

Before he could speak, the Blood Pool boiled again.

"Hm?"

Hidan turned around in irritation. He hated it when someone interrupted him while he was showing off.

Another figure emerged from the Blood Pool.

His skin was incredibly pale, like a sheet of white paper. He walked naked from the waist up out of the Blood Pool, black hair clinging to his skin, and he even wore a pair of black rectangular glasses.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all. My name is Kamizuki Simu. You can just call me Simu."

Where the hell had this guy come from?

The Cult Leader and the other cultists looked at each other.

Hidan was an orphan adopted by the Jashin Cult since childhood, but where had this guy come from?

He was so handsome that he clearly looked like he had no strength at all!

Before they could speak, Hidan turned toward Simu with an annoyed expression.

"Who the fuck are you?"

Simu, who had slowly walked out of the Blood Pool, smiled faintly and calmly replied, "I am the chief Spokesperson of Jashin sent by Lord Jashin."

As expected, Hidan instantly flew into a rage.

He had just said that he was Jashin's spokesperson, and now this guy claimed to be the chief spokesperson?

Wasn't that stealing his thunder?

How could Hidan tolerate that? He pulled a pitch-black spear from who knew where and charged back toward the Blood Pool.

"Lord Jashin only favors me! You impostor, die!"

Holding the spear, Hidan burst forth with terrifying speed and rushed at Simu.

Faced with this attack, Simu merely slowly adjusted his glasses. Then an incomparably massive purple centipede suddenly grew from his waist!

The purple shadow expanded wildly. In the dim light, Hidan had nowhere to dodge!

Or perhaps he had never intended to dodge at all.

The enormous centipede tail carried a fierce gust of wind as it instantly pierced through Hidan's chest!

Terrifying blood sprayed from the wound. The centipede wriggled its body in delight, looking thoroughly pleased.

Everyone was dumbfounded by the sight.

Damn, had the newly born Spokesperson of Jashin been taken out in a single exchange?

However, the bishop's expression remained relatively calm.

If he truly was Jashin's spokesperson, then he should...

Sure enough, not only did Hidan show no pain from having his body pierced, but a delighted smile appeared on his face.

"Ha ha ha ha, good! This feels so damn good!"

Hidan stared into Simu's eyes, the corners of his mouth curving into a mad smile as he became completely exhilarated.

"As Jashin's true follower, I possess an Immortal Body!"

After boasting about his ability, he reversed his spear and viciously stabbed it into the centipede, drawing out a large amount of purple blood.

Simu frowned and controlled the centipede tail to violently sweep Hidan away, sending him crashing heavily into the ground.

But this kind of damage could not make Hidan suffer. It only made him even more delighted.

He raised his long blade and, as though savoring fine wine, stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on the spear.

The wound in his chest continued to spill blood, but he did not care in the slightest.

He simply dipped the sole of his foot in blood and drew a pattern on the ground: a circle with a triangle inside.

This was the symbol of the Jashin Cult.

The Cult Leader's pupils contracted instinctively upon seeing that symbol.

Combined with Hidan's complete lack of reaction after having his chest pierced, he was almost certain that this guy had truly received Lord Jashin's favor!

Sure enough, after completing the ritual of drawing the symbol and licking blood, Hidan's body underwent another earth-shaking transformation.

His entire body first turned black, then countless white markings appeared across his skin, making him look incomparably bizarre!

That did fit Jashin's image.

Standing in the Blood Pool, Simu silently complained to himself.

Hidan stared fixedly at Simu and said in a delirious tone, "Kid, are you ready to welcome Lord Jashin's descent?"

"Jujutsu: Shiji Hyoketsu!"

"And then..."

Another crazed smile appeared on Hidan's face.

"How do you want to die?"

"Shall we start with the abdomen?"

With that, he did not hesitate to stab the long blade in his hand into his abdomen.

The blade pierced through his abdomen, yet an expression of incomparable pleasure bloomed across Hidan's face.

Simu frowned, because the centipede tail he had named [Weihe] had somehow suffered damage out of thin air.

Its thick exoskeleton had been cleanly sliced open, and purple blood flowed from it.

Did Jashin Ritual reflect damage dealt to oneself onto another person?

Simu made the guess almost instantly.

If the injured position on [Weihe] corresponded to a human body, it was precisely the abdomen.

What an extraordinary ability. What a pity.

In that case...

Under Hidan's watchful gaze, the pretty boy opposite him indeed let out a muffled groan and clutched his abdomen in pain.

Although the effect had been slower than he expected, one thing was certain: Lord Jashin had not deceived him!

Of course, Simu had just emerged from the Blood Pool and was covered in blood. No one could tell whether his abdomen was wounded and bleeding.

Seeing Simu injured, Hidan was clearly even more fired up.

"Now that the abdomen is done, next comes the heart!"

Smiling, he aimed the long blade in his hand at his heart. He used so much force that his eyes seemed to bulge outward.

"Are you ready?"

"Pfft!"

Under everyone's disbelieving stares, the spear pierced through his heart as well.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Even as blood continuously flowed from Hidan's body, he remained extremely excited.

He spread his arms wide, raised them high, and shouted, "Lord Jashin, this is the first sacrifice I offer to you!"

"If Lord Jashin knew you could only perform this kind of circus trick, he'd probably be very disappointed."

Simu's calm voice made the smile on Hidan's face instantly stiffen.

He looked toward Simu and saw Simu casually pluck off the now-dead centipede and toss it into the Blood Pool before sneering.

"If you think that kind of limp, harmless self-mutilation, which is less dangerous than choking to death on a bite of cream cake, can kill me, then you'd better crawl back into your mother's womb and apologize to Lord Jashin."

"What did you say?"

Hidan's face instantly twisted into a savage expression. Just as he raised his long blade to charge at Simu again, a red bloody shadow tore through the air and cleanly sliced off Hidan's entire head.

A foot suddenly appeared and stepped on Hidan's rolling head.

"Are you worthy of being Lord Jashin's dog?"

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