Chapter 74: Let Rain Village Experience the Domination of Ultra Shinra Tensei

Rain Village.

Inside a hidden chamber.

The gaunt figure of Nagato sat with eyes closed, fully focused on controlling the Six Paths of Pain as they moved outside.

Deep internet addicts are like this: risking their lives just to keep the Six Paths’ colored contacts charged.

At that moment, the chamber door silently opened, revealing the figure of Konan, his true paper-thin wife, standing inside the room.

“Aren’t Itachi going to recall them?”

“Zetsu has confirmed: Uchiha Sasuke, the traitor, is coming here with people from the Hidden Leaf.”

Konan’s cold voice shattered the silence within the chamber.

Nagato slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of pale purple Rinnegan that glowed with a cold, eerie light in the darkness.

“No need. A god fears no challenge.”

After uttering this late-stage otaku declaration, Nagato frowned slightly and asked, “Who is coming?”

He wanted to know which fools had the audacity to challenge the Akatsuki, to challenge him—the god of this world.

“The new Fifth Hokage of the Hidden Leaf, and Jiraiya.”

Konan answered truthfully, her voice still calm, though a faint ripple of emotion flickered in her gaze.

The name Jiraiya held special meaning for both her and Nagato.

He was their former master—and now their enemy.

Upon hearing Jiraiya’s name, Nagato’s gaze sharpened slightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

But soon, his expression hardened, as if a decision had been made within him.

Killing one’s master to attain enlightenment is a Hidden Leaf tradition—must be tried.

Even though he was not of the Hidden Leaf, his master Jiraiya was—and so he must follow this tradition.

“The Fifth Hokage is a child—no threat.”

“As for Jiraiya, Itachi keep watch on him.”

Konan nodded lightly, saying nothing more.

Her body instantly dissolved into countless sheets of paper, scattering like snowflakes, vanishing from the room in an instant.

…

Half a day later.

After nightfall, Luo Jie and the others slipped into Rain Village under cover of darkness.

Even at night, Rain Village remained shrouded in a dense drizzle.

Selling umbrellas and raincoats in Rain Village would surely make one rich.

As soon as they entered Rain Village, Jiraiya eagerly suggested: “Let’s find a brothel first—gather some intel.”

The professional instinct of the author of “Icha Icha Paradise” activated.

The lustful soul burned fiercely!

Luo Jie glanced sideways at him.

It was indeed a good idea.

Unfortunately, Nagato likely already knew they were here.

There was no time for that.

“Jiraiya, didn’t Itachi read the intel?”

“The rain in Rain Village is generated by the Rain Tiger Self-Style Technique.”

“The Akatsuki must have noticed us already.”

Jiraiya snorted at this.

I get it, but we came all this way—how could we not experience Rain Village’s charm?

With the Rain Tiger Self-Style Technique monitoring everything, slipping in unnoticed and gathering Akatsuki intel would be extremely difficult.

But fine—let’s just storm in.

With the intel in hand, and with Luo Jie and Uchiha Sasuke beside him, Jiraiya felt moving freely through Rain Village wouldn’t be hard.

As the group chatted, Jiraiya suddenly sensed something and snapped his gaze toward a woman standing in the rain, with blue-purple hair.

The woman wore a black long robe adorned with red clouds and white trim—the most fashionable Akatsuki attire in the ninja world.

Jiraiya’s eyes instantly grew complex as he murmured, “Konan.”

He never imagined the brats he once trained had truly become ninja-world terrorists.

Luo Jie watched Konan in the rain, a faint smile tugging at his lips: “They came to us so quickly.”

Uchiha Sasuke stood silently beside him, eyes locked on Konan, expression that of a tired office worker forced to work overtime.

Konan seemed to sense the three’s gazes.

She tilted her head slightly, and behind her, a pair of wings made of white paper instantly unfolded.

Flight mode: activated!

Wu hu~ Takeoff!

Jiraiya, seeing this, immediately formed hand seals, preparing to strike.

But Luo Jie simply raised his hand, aiming directly at Konan.

“Shinra Tensei!”

Instantly, Konan felt an invisible giant hand grip her body, dragging her uncontrollably toward Luo Jie.

Her calm expression twisted instantly, eyes fixed on Luo Jie in utter disbelief.

This was Nagato’s unique technique—the exclusive power of the Rinnegan—how could Luo Jie use it?

But Konan, as a core member of the Akatsuki, reacted with lightning speed.

In the instant her body was pulled, countless sheets of white paper erupted from around her, instantly transforming into spears, kunai, and shuriken, raining down toward Luo Jie.

Facing this overwhelming assault, Luo Jie’s expression remained as calm as still water.

He spoke again, unhurried: “Shinra Tensei!”

With this low utterance, an even stronger repulsive force erupted.

In an instant, Konan’s body, along with all the paper spears, kunai, and shuriken, were blasted away by immense force.

The power was too great—Konan’s body shattered into countless paper fragments, scattering like snowflakes.

A true origami artist performing “The Art of Shredding into a Thousand Pieces” live.

These fragments reassembled far away, reforming into Konan’s form once more.

Now, Konan’s eyes were filled with wariness, fixed on Luo Jie as she silently speculated: Who exactly is this Fifth Hokage?

At the same time, Uchiha Sasuke stood frozen, face etched with shock, staring intently at Luo Jie.

He had seen Pain’s Deva Path use this ability before.

Orochimaru, who had foolishly challenged him, had been blasted into the air by this technique, humiliated.

But he never imagined Luo Jie could use the same ability.

Is this reasonable?

At that moment, Luo Jie’s body slowly rose from the ground, ascending into the air.

In an instant, he hovered above the entire Rain Village, looking down upon everything below.

Tactical base switch: beginning.

Your friend, Luo Jie, Director of the Ninja World Demolition Office, is now online!

Let Rain Village experience the terror of being dominated by Ultra Shinra Tensei.

Luo Jie spread his arms, his voice low and resonant through the rain:

“How many floors to carry a sack of rice? Two floors… two floors…”

Konan’s face turned instantly pale.

She realized what was coming—fear surged within her.

Without hesitation, she spread her paper wings and flew toward Luo Jie, shouting: “No!”

But Luo Jie acted as if he heard nothing, continuing his emotionless recitation:

“Each grain has mud—who gave Itachi a sack of rice? Spicy heaven…”

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