I, the Jashin Cult Leader, Possess the Potential of a Great Emperor!

Kamizuki Simu watched the middle-aged man before him with interest, his hands dancing wildly as a crazed smile spread across his face, revealing the fanatic expression of someone seeing a grand dream come to fruition.

He was looking forward to seeing what kind of ninjutsu the Cult Leader would use to plunder the abilities from his body.

He was equally intrigued by this type of ninjutsu capable of stealing another person's powers.

"This is the ninjutsu I prepared specifically for you."

The Cult Leader's wide eyes erupted with a fanatical glow in the dim room.

"Hand over the power of Lord Jashin to me, obediently! Kamizuki Simu!"

"Living Corpse Reincarnation!"

As the Cult Leader roared, countless brown scales suddenly emerged across the surface of his body.

His mouth stretched wide with his howling, and his pupils transformed into vertical slits like those of a snake—cold, icy, and terrifying to behold.

Immediately after, his neck elongated rapidly, and in an instant, he transformed into a giant brown snake, opening its massive maw to swallow the listless Simu in one gulp.

A shroud of darkness enveloped Simu's consciousness, followed by a powerful surge of mental energy flooding into his clone, attempting to extinguish the soul residing within.

"By transferring your own soul into my body and erasing my consciousness to occupy and dominate it, you intend to obtain the abilities bestowed by Jashin?"

Under this mental assault, Simu's soul remained as still as an ancient well, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Had this been a few days ago, Simu might have been moved.

But after raising his reputation within the Jashin Cult and successfully promoting to Level 2, this kind of mental attack had almost no effect on him.

However, in order to better understand this interesting ninjutsu, Simu decided to continue observing.

He withdrew the soul he had been harboring in the clone, allowing the Cult Leader to successfully occupy his body.

The 'Simu' who had just been dazed and sleepy suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of ecstasy appearing on his face.

"Success!"

"I actually succeeded!"

The Cult Leader controlled Simu's body and crawled out from the belly of the giant brown snake.

Ignoring the disgusting slime clinging to him, he looked at his own hands in excitement.

"I really succeeded!"

With a mere thought, the Centipede Weihe at his waist instantly sprouted, moving as naturally as his own limbs!

He then proceeded to test the Ant-Man, Mantis, and Spider Kagune as well.

This sensation made him even more excited, feeling as if he were floating on air.

"Is this the power bestowed by Lord Jashin?!"

The Cult Leader could no longer suppress the agitation in his heart, and only after experimenting for several minutes did his mood slowly begin to calm.

"Heh, that guy Orochimaru actually said that performing this technique would be met with the opponent's soul resisting; I don't feel anything at all."

The Cult Leader looked at his fair, delicate hands and muttered to himself, "Is Simu's soul too weak? Or do I have an unexpected talent for soul-related matters?"

"Or is Lord Jashin helping me from the shadows?"

The more the Cult Leader thought about it, the more excited he became, vaguely beginning to feel as if he were the fated protagonist of a novel.

Suddenly, the door to the room was kicked open.

"Simu! Didn't you say you were going to show me something good? Let's go!"

A figure burst into the room—it was Hidan, with his signature slicked-back silver hair.

Hearing Hidan's voice, the Cult Leader felt his scalp tingle instinctively.

But he quickly realized, wait, he wasn't the bullied Cult Leader anymore; he was Kamizuki Simu!

This body possessed the terrifying power to decapitate Hidan at will.

With this kind of power, why would he, the dignified Cult Leader of the Jashin Cult, be afraid of a mere Hidan?

What a joke!

However, to be safe, he decided to wait a few days to adapt to this body before properly teaching this annoying brat a lesson.

Hidan, who had broken in, saw the giant brown snake and the Simu who had just crawled out of it; he frowned in disgust, a trace of confusion appearing on his face.

"What is this giant snake?"

"Uh..."

The Cult Leader hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell the truth: "It is the Cult Leader."

Hidan's eyes immediately lit up, and he said excitedly, "You finally made a move against the Cult Leader? I've long since found that old guy unpleasant!"

The Cult Leader's fists tightened.

He hadn't expected that even though he had taken Hidan in and raised him from a young age—though they hadn't met many times and there was little affection, mostly to cultivate followers—it was a bit excessive to be wishing for his death like this, right?!

However, a thick sense of resentment soon surged from Hidan.

This caused the Cult Leader to slowly unclench his fists; as expected, raising Hidan for all these years still had some use after all.

To his surprise, Hidan drew his pitch-black spear and aimed it directly at Kamizuki Simu's throat, shouting sternly, "You bastard Simu, killing the Cult Leader is such a blood-pumping thrill, yet you didn't even call me to join in!"

Cult Leader: 6

However, in order to maintain his persona, 'Simu' still explained, "It was the Cult Leader who suddenly attacked me; I had no choice but to fight back."

Before he could finish his sentence, Hidan's spear was already thrusting toward his throat without a moment's hesitation.

Startled, 'Simu' hurriedly retreated, and the many Weihe he had just mastered instantly entered a combat state, aiming directly at Hidan.

"Hidan, what are you doing?"

Hidan's expression was as gloomy as water, like heavy storm clouds brewing with thunder.

'Simu', or rather the Cult Leader, had never seen such an expression of rage on Hidan before.

In the past, no matter how much Hidan acted out—even when he was punished, hung up and beaten, or had his head chopped off by Kamizuki Simu—he would always be laughing, joking, or throwing a tantrum.

He had never been like this, wearing such a dark and terrifying expression.

"Where did Kamizuki Simu go?"

Hidan raised his head, his eyes as calm as an iceberg, yet beneath that iceberg lay an endless, surging tide of madness!

'Simu' looked puzzled and explained, "Hidan, what are you talking about? Am I not standing right in front of you?"

Hearing this, Hidan suddenly burst into laughter, laughing until he doubled over, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha!"

"I'm asking you, where exactly is Kamizuki Simu?"

Hidan finally straightened his body, the terrifying thunder ready to erupt at any moment.

Seeing that he could no longer fool him, 'Simu' simply stopped pretending and admitted, "Since you've seen through me, I might as well just tell you."

'Simu' swayed the Weihe behind him as if showing off, saying with a hint of smugness, "Kamizuki Simu's body has already been taken over by me. As for his soul..."

"It probably vanished into thin air under my mental attack."

'Simu' curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile.

"But I'm curious, how did you discover that I'm not the real Kamizuki Simu?"

Hidan quietly tightened his grip on his spear and said coldly, "That bastard Simu would never explain anything to me like a dog."

"And another thing."

Hidan raised his head, pushed off with his feet, and charged toward the enemy.

"Don't you dare use that guy's body to make such a disgusting expression!"

At this moment, the rage within Hidan, enough to swallow the entire world, completely transformed into terrifying thunder and erupted!