Chapter 65: Originally Just a Little Pendant Who Only Knows How to Reach Out
That same night, Luo Jie fell asleep as usual, his consciousness gradually fading.
Suddenly, he felt his body plummet uncontrollably, finally crashing hard onto a seat.
Luo Jie slowly opened his eyes and found himself back in the Gray Mist Hall.
He instinctively glanced around at the surrounding seats.
As always, they were empty, with only faint gray mist drifting through the air.
Then he rose and turned his gaze toward the corner of the hall.
Sure enough, four blurred figures stood there.
Or more accurately, three men and one dragon.
Indeed, the Fitness Milk Dragon had returned!
But now he had evolved into a Winged Milk Dragon.
No wonder he was the most hardworking Luo Jie—he’d outright grown himself a pair of wings.
At the side of the evolved Fire-Breathing Dragon Pokémon Luo Jie, three Luo Jies clung to his legs.
The Hokage Luo Jie, the Yellow Hair Luo Jie.
And a new, unfamiliar face!
The Rune Luo Jie’s gaze sharpened.
Good, the Luo Jie army had now reached nine members, about to break into double digits.
Truly thriving.
The others quickly noticed the Rune Luo Jie’s arrival and waved enthusiastically, urging him to come over and cling to the big boss’s leg too.
But the Rune Luo Jie did not immediately go over—he closed his eyes and focused inward, sensing the power within himself.
He had a dream.
To become the Luo Jie among Luo Jies—the First Luo Jie.
In simple terms, the thighs of all Luo Jies.
Therefore, the Rune Luo Jie needed to confirm one crucial thing:
Could the two demons sealed within him, along with the rune magic he had absorbed, be brought into this Gray Mist Hall?
Originally, Luo Jie’s plan was to learn the Separation Spell from Master Lope, remove the Separation Spell from the runes, then refine the rune magic into his own power.
But Lope told him that even if he removed the Separation Spell, he still could not successfully refine the rune magic.
Because it belonged to the Holy Lord’s power.
This left Luo Jie with no solution.
Although the Mountain Demon Qi granted him the ability to devour all things, it could not digest rune magic.
Unless, in the future, Luo Jie obtained a stronger refining ability from another version of himself in another world.
Otherwise, he could never fully control the rune magic or make it truly his own.
Thus, at this moment, he could only place his hope on bringing these foreign powers within him into the Gray Mist Hall.
If he couldn’t bring them in, his dream would end before it even began.
He would become a selfish, ungrateful wolf who only knew how to eat alone.
He wouldn’t even be allowed to sit at the table for meals.
Thinking of this, the Rune Luo Jie felt uneasy, eager to know the answer.
But in the next instant,
his expression suddenly brightened, a hard-to-suppress excitement spreading across his face.
Rune magic, Fire Demon Qi, Mountain Demon Qi.
Perfect, perfect, perfect—all present.
As for rune magic, no further explanation was needed.
And the Holy Lord and Bo Gang sealed within Luo Jie still existed.
But they were like souls stripped away, mere hollow shells filled with demon qi, curled lifelessly in the corners of their prisons.
Now he was truly a demon qi power bank.
Rune Luo Jie… no, from now on, he should be called the Demon Jinchuriki Luo Jie.
Shortened: Demon Luo Jie!
From this moment on, he was the great father of all Luo Jies.
At that moment, the Hokage Luo Jie approached, urgently urging him.
“What are Itachi standing there for? Come admire the Fire-Breathing Dragon Lord—let him grant Itachi some power.”
Hearing this, the Demon Luo Jie’s lips curled slightly.
“Fire-Breathing Dragon?”
“A mere pet—hardly a leg to cling to.”
The Hokage Luo Jie, upon hearing this, suddenly realized something, his face lighting up with joy.
“Itachi mean…?”
“Correct.”
The Demon Luo Jie waved his hand with supreme authority; a torrent of Fire Demon Qi surged outward, rapidly coalescing into a magnificent wizard’s robe.
“I have mastered demonic power.”
“Quickly pay homage—if I’m in a good mood, I might even grant Itachi some power.”
At this moment, the other Luo Jies noticed the commotion.
They all gathered around without asking questions, immediately reaching out.
Give it here!
In an instant, all their powers and memories began to share.
Watching them lost in their own memories, the Demon Luo Jie sneered and began scanning the new Luo Jie’s memories.
Apparently, the new Luo Jie came from the Qin Shi Ming Yue world and had been transported to Korea.
Logically, being transported to the Qin Shi world and landing in Korea,
even if he couldn’t win over beauties like Hong Lian, Zi Nu, or Chao Nu Yao, he should at least have sought fun with the Hu sisters—Hu Meiren and Hu Lady.
But unfortunately, although the new Luo Jie was in Korea, his location was wrong.
He had been reborn in a remote mountain village as an ordinary hunter.
Others were transported to Qin Shi to seduce beauties.
He was reborn in a village to be cannon fodder.
Where was the promised transmigrator’s benefit?
Now, not only were the beauties of the chaotic era out of reach—even the village’s pretty widow was beyond him.
Even though Qin Shi had many beauties, each dressed more provocatively than the last,
he had no chance to even look.
Were the beauties not in Xin Zheng, but at the village entrance?
Moreover, the new Luo Jie found it nearly impossible to leave the village.
Not only was there no detailed map to guide him, he didn’t even know which way to go.
On the road, encountering wolves, tigers, leopards, or bandits could easily mean death—and an immediate restart in the next life.
So after several sleepless nights of rage,
he finally managed to sleep—and immediately found himself in the Gray Mist Hall.
Now the Qin Shi Luo Jie was delighted.
Danger in the outside world?
Could it be more dangerous than he, the Fourth Catastrophe?
To the people of the Qin Shi world, an unscrupulous transmigrator was danger itself.
Now he could clear the game with his eyes closed.
Qin Shi beauties, beware!
Just as the Qin Shi Luo Jie was exchanging experiences with the seniors, watching the Yellow Hair Luo Jie bully the Japanese housewife, and plotting how to deal with Korea’s seductive women upon returning,
the Demon Luo Jie arrived.
From now on, he truly didn’t eat beef anymore.
After quickly scanning the new Luo Jie’s memories, the Demon Luo Jie sneered in disgust.
Just a little pendant who only knows how to reach out.
When the Demon Luo Jie finally tore his gaze away from the new Luo Jie’s memories,
he inadvertently noticed the Yellow Hair Luo Jie’s recent achievements.
Since the Yellow Hair Luo Jie set foot on Japanese soil,
the Japanese yokai had no peace.
The timid ghost Sōbē Tsurugi now had a new, short-tempered father who slapped him at will, forcing him to experience paternal love like a mountain.
Poor Tsurugi was often knocked senseless, too afraid to return home, forced to wander the streets.
And what of his mother, Kayako?
Kayako’s life wasn’t any better.
Itachi could say she spent little time awake—most of her time was spent dehydrated and unconscious.
Not to mention going out to find him.
The most tragic case, of course, was Junxiong’s dead father, Mr. Gangxiong.
He never had a good life in life, and after death, misfortune kept piling up.
The house he worked hard to buy was seized by Huang Mao Luo Jie; his wife was abused at will by Huang Mao Luo Jie; his son was beaten and scolded at random.
If Mr. Gangxiong knew from beyond the grave, he would surely rage so fiercely he’d leap from his grave, then kneel on the ground and watch helplessly.
Although Huang Mao Luo Jie now had a fixed residence and steady bedmates in Nijō, he clearly wasn’t satisfied.
He had no intention of giving up an entire forest just because of a single tree.
Soon, teenage girls Miss Fujiang and the vengeful spirit Miss Zhenzi both fell victim to his cruelty.
Of course, according to Huang Mao Luo Jie, this was simply because Fujiang and Zhenzi had no fixed abode and were truly pitiful.
That’s why he kindly invited them to move into the Saeki household.
Moreover, Huang Mao Luo Jie swore solemnly that he wouldn’t charge them rent—even paying them several small goals every day.
This was undoubtedly the greatest act of kindness in the world, his benevolent reward to these lonely, vengeful spirits.
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