Chapter 66: The Villagers of the Hidden Leaf Basked Under the Will of the Fire Demon

“Only three?”

“Can’t even form a mahjong table.”

After reviewing the memories, the demon Rojie was deeply disappointed.

Although Huang Mao Rojie’s daily life was incredibly thrilling, filled with sensual and horrifying scenes, it was practically a late-night restricted film.

Yet he had only managed to seduce Fujiang, Zhenzi, and Gaya, three female ghosts—pathetically few.

If this got out, everyone would think Huang Mao Rojie was impotent, all show and no substance, unable to even handle a few female ghosts.

That would be a terrible embarrassment for the Rojie name.

Qin Shi Rojie, standing nearby, nodded vigorously in agreement: “Exactly, too few.”

“What about the Eight-Foot Lady? Miss Hana? I can tell Itachi understand nothing.”

Huang Mao Rojie, flustered by their words, retorted.

“Is my KPI based on the number of female ghosts I’ve conquered?”

“Fine, fine, Itachi’re all pressuring me, huh?”

But after sensing the contemptuous glares around him, Huang Mao Rojie surrendered.

“Alright, I’ll reflect.”

“It’s all Gaya’s fault.”

“I wasted too much time obsessed with that dark, married woman.”

“When I get back, I’ll give her a harsh lesson.”

Then he puffed out his chest, speaking with full confidence: “Now that I have the Dog Talisman, I have nothing to fear.”

With the infinite life-extension package, he would now unleash his full potential and claim every lingering seductive spirit he’d missed.

All that was just child’s play; from now on, it’s official collection mode.

“Rojie’s Hundred Ghost Tales,” a proper serialized saga!

The demon Rojie heard this, crossed his arms, and smirked slightly with pride.

“Aren’t Itachi going to thank me?”

Huang Mao Rojie instantly switched to a reverent expression and shouted:

“Rojie is truly great!”

The demon Rojie frowned, looking displeased: “I seriously doubt Itachi’re just bragging about yourself.”

“Ungrateful bastard.”

At that moment, the Hokage Rojie suddenly chimed in, his voice tinged with excitement.

“Wait, I’ve noticed something.”

Perhaps because he’s younger, or perhaps because he’s the sun of the Hidden Leaf, wholly devoted to serving the villagers,

the Hokage Rojie didn’t have the same lewd thoughts as the others.

He discovered a new use for the demon!

Now that’s how Itachi do big things.

When everyone turned to look at him, the Hokage Rojie cleared his throat.

“Have Itachi noticed that after sharing power, the Lord and Boga have become Moqi power banks?”

The demon Rojie scoffed.

“That’s it? I figured that out long ago.”

“And then?”

He’d expected the Hokage Rojie to reveal some earth-shattering insight, only to get this trivial observation.

What kind of “sun of the Hidden Leaf” is this?

Getting so worked up over something so minor—can’t even stay calm.

I bet the Hidden Leaf is doomed.

But the Hokage Rojie remained calm and continued:

“They’re now just empty shells filled with demonic energy—no soul, no thought, completely incapable of resistance.”

“That means we can achieve full demonic transformation.”

At these words, everyone froze.

Before anyone could react, the Hokage Rojie’s mind stirred, and a torrent of fire demonic energy erupted over his body, coalescing into a magnificent wizard’s robe.

Then, the robe’s patterns and design grew increasingly intricate and exquisite on top of their original form.

Just this robe’s visual effect alone was worth more than five cents!

In the next instant, the Hokage Rojie transformed directly into a demon with a dragon’s head and human body.

It was unmistakably the Lord’s form.

The demon Rojie stared, dumbfounded.

“Itachi can do that?”

Holy hell, skipping straight past reconciling with the demon and jumping to merging into one?

He immediately tried it himself.

Sure enough, after a short while, the demon Rojie successfully transformed into the Lord.

Feeling the surging power within him, he exclaimed:

“This power!”

“I’ve fully mastered the demon’s power!”

As he reveled in this overwhelming strength, the Hokage Rojie, also transformed into the Lord, clapped him on the shoulder and doused him in cold water.

“No, Itachi haven’t.”

The demon Rojie’s smile froze instantly; he stared at him, confused.

The Hokage Rojie patiently explained:

“If I’m not mistaken, once Itachi return home, the Lord and Boga will regain their consciousness again.”

“So Itachi can only possess full demonic transformation power here.”

Hearing this, the demon Rojie’s face collapsed into despair.

“How could this happen?”

He knew deep down that the Hokage Rojie’s guess was likely correct.

Among all the Rojies, am I the only one stuck with the demo version?

Am I the clown?

Is it too late to return this?

A demon born evil, an old bastard—he should’ve been worn down into an idiot!

Huang Mao Rojie didn’t care about any of this—he was also attempting full demonic transformation.

As he tried, he excitedly shouted:

“This is great! If I can transform into the Lord, I can unlock even more poses.”

Qin Shi Rojie nodded beside him: “Same here.”

Hearing this, Huang Mao Rojie couldn’t help but laugh.

“No, Itachi’re different.”

“In the Gray Mist Hall, all our powers can be used without restriction.”

“But once we return to our own worlds, due to differing rules, the powers we can use won’t be the same.”

“My world, the ghost realm, can accommodate almost all powers.”

“In short, my world is far superior to yours!”

Qin Shi Rojie, hearing this, felt a twinge of resentment and retorted:

“In terms of background, I’m not inferior to Itachi.”

“Have Itachi ever seen the Nine Heavens’ Mystic Lady, the Chiyou Demon Soldiers, or the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon?”

“Wait till I get back and try.”

…

The Hidden Leaf Village.

Since the Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi, that setting sun, had fallen, the Fifth Hokage Rojie, that rising sun, had taken his place.

The villagers of the Hidden Leaf basked under the Will of the Fire Demon.

What?

This Will of Fire seems off?

How is the Will of the Fire Demon not the Will of Fire?

The final step in Rojie’s succession as Hokage—the trust vote by the village’s jonin—had been successfully concluded a few days ago.

Throughout the entire process, the Fifth Hokage Rojie maintained a humble demeanor, repeatedly stating he was too young and lacked experience.

Not long ago, he had been nothing more than a genin, utterly unfit for such an important position.

Yet the village’s jonin held a completely different view.

They all insisted the Hokage position didn’t depend on age.

So what if he was a genin?

He was the village’s strongest combatant.

The position of Fifth Hokage rightfully belongs to him.

What should have been a proper Jonin vote turned into a praise-fest for the Hokage.

Subsequently, under absolutely fair and transparent conditions with no corruption, all Jonin of the village cast their votes under their real names.

The result was exhilarating: every single Jonin unhesitatingly supported Luo Jie’s succession as Fifth Hokage.

Truly, this was the will of the people, the hope of all!

Perhaps some might wonder: what about Jiraiya and Tsunade?

They were not in the village, so naturally they could not participate in this vote, and their opinions did not matter.

Moreover, Jiraiya and Tsunade, as Hidden Leaf ninja, constantly traveled the world, indulging in food, drink, and pleasure across the ninja lands, utterly neglecting their duties.

If it weren’t for the fact that they were disciples of the former Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi,

And given that Luo Jie had been personally selected and promoted by the former Hokage to be the Fifth Hokage,

Luo Jie had long since labeled them as missing-nin!

And on this very day,

The suspects of public fund tourism had arrived at the village gate.

Jiraiya and Tsunade had finally ended their outside escapades of drinking, gambling, and debauchery.

They returned to the village burdened with a massive pile of debts.

(End of Chapter)