Chapter 87: Do Itachi Really Want to Rule the Entire Ninja World? (Request Subscription!)

At this moment, Rojie continued chattering incessantly:

“From now on, the number of ninja in the Hidden Stone Village will be reduced; defense will be handled by Hidden Leaf ninja stationed here.”

“Military expenses will be covered by the Hidden Stone Village.”

“For other payments, the Hidden Leaf will provide a detailed document—Itachi only need to agree.”

Oonoki clenched his teeth, filled with humiliation, yet knew the Hidden Stone Village was powerless to resist.

He lowered his head, voice low.

“Yes…”

The other Hidden Stone elders, seeing this, also bowed their heads and echoed in agreement.

“By the way, one more thing.”

Rojie spoke casually, ignoring the furious glares before him.

“From now on, the Land of Earth will be merged into the Land of Fire.”

Rojie’s tone was as indifferent as if he were saying, “Add another braised egg to lunch today.”

Yet these words struck like a massive bomb, instantly igniting chaos within the room.

This was a declaration of national annihilation!

Oonoki’s face turned instantly ashen, veins bulging on his forehead.

Hearing such an outrageous demand, he could no longer contain himself.

“In past defeats, we only ceded land and paid reparations.”

“But now, Itachi dare attempt to seize the entire Land of Earth!”

“Do Itachi, Itachi brat, intend to rule the entire ninja world?”

Oonoki’s voice trembled with rage.

Rojie merely replied with a casual counterquestion: “Why not?”

Then he sat upright, his expression turning serious.

“The ninja world has been plagued by endless war because each nation and village acts independently, with no unification.”

“But now, I will do this—I will end these pointless conflicts.”

Hearing this, Oonoki’s fury burned even hotter.

He stepped forward, shouting in protest: “The Lord of the Land of Fire is its true ruler—Itachi are merely the Hokage of the Hidden Leaf!”

“The Land of Earth is naturally ruled by its own Lord.”

“Brat, Itachi overstep your bounds.”

Rojie burst into loud, scornful laughter.

“Go ask that stupid pig yourself—who truly rules the Land of Fire?”

“As for your Land of Earth’s Lord, I don’t even care about the Lord of the Land of Fire—why would I care about another stupid pig?”

Here, Rojie’s laughter abruptly ceased.

He fixed Oonoki with a piercing, icy gaze.

“Third Hokage of the Stone, do Itachi wish for the Hidden Stone Village to vanish entirely from the ninja world’s map?”

Oonoki’s body jolted; his anger instantly replaced by terror.

He knew Rojie’s power—if he truly angered Rojie, the Hidden Stone Village would face utter annihilation.

He thought of the countless villagers, of the homeland he had guarded for decades.

Oonoki’s shoulders slumped, his expression utterly desolate.

Before this absolute power, he once again chose to submit.

Oonoki slowly lowered his head, saying nothing more.

…

Several days later.

Rojie’s ANBU captain, Yamato Haiichi, arrived late with his ANBU ninja and took full control of the Hidden Stone Village.

Rojie then returned to the Hidden Leaf with the old bastard, LegPlayGirl, and the mobile steam boiler.

But he did not bring the Akatsuki team back with him.

After all, the Four-Tails Jinchuriki, Old Zi, was currently surviving in the wilds of a remote mountain forest.

Although news of the Hidden Stone Village’s capture had not yet spread,

within days, the fact that the Hidden Leaf had seized the Hidden Stone Village would become the ninja world’s most sensational headline.

Naturally, Old Zi, upon realizing his home had been stolen, would not sit idle—he would rush back to the Hidden Stone Village.

Thus, the Hidden Stone Village needed someone to hold the line.

Yamato Haiichi was too weak—a mere favor recipient—clearly inadequate.

Nagato had his Rinnegan ripped out; the Six Paths of Pain were retired, his combat power crippled, reduced to a mere mediocre Jonin.

If Konan unleashed Kido’s Bankruptcy Technique, she might stand a chance against Old Zi.

But the Akatsuki’s assets had long been seized by Rojie; Konan’s power had plummeted, reduced to a street beggar.

The one Rojie placed his hopes on was still the Healthy Uchiha Sasuke of the Hidden Leaf.

A healthy Mangekyo Sharingan Sasuke could summon Susano’o at will—subduing the Four-Tails Jinchuriki Old Zi would be no challenge.

Should Old Zi dare show his face, Rojie would simply force him to watch a 72-hour loop of “The Night the Village Was Destroyed.”

If Uchiha Sasuke couldn’t even manage a decent screening, he might as well return to the Nanhechuan Grand Hotel.

At that time, Sasuke’s younger brother, Sasuke, would surely be delighted to welcome him with a Thousand Birds electric therapy session.

…

The Hidden Leaf Village.

On the bustling streets, villagers came and went.

Yet to the forcibly retired Third Hokage of the Stone, Oonoki, everything felt painfully glaring.

Oonoki stormed down the Hidden Leaf’s streets, as if venting his resentment into the ground beneath his feet.

Kurotsuchi followed behind, her impossibly long legs swaying, causing passersby to auto-focus.

Even the Hidden Leaf’s ANBU patrol dogs couldn’t help barking twice.

Kurotsuchi gazed at the surroundings of the Hidden Leaf Village and softly sighed:

“Grandpa, I never imagined the Hidden Leaf Village was this prosperous—it’s so different from our Hidden Stone Village.”

Oonoki snorted, not turning around:

“Hmph, prosperous? So what! They gained it all through dishonorable means!”

“Despicable Hidden Leaf ninja!”

Oonoki’s voice brimmed with fury; his hatred toward the Hidden Leaf remained undiminished.

In his heart, had it not been for Rojie’s aggressive invasion, he would never have ended up like this.

Not only forced to abandon the Hidden Stone Village, but now required to come here as a hostage in the enemy’s village.

It was utterly humiliating.

The Five-Tails Jinchuriki, Han, followed silently behind them, like a walking steampunk figurine.

At this moment, he was heating up octopus balls in his arms with Boiling Release, instantly transforming into a food enthusiast.

After being disciplined by Rojie, he had lost all temper.

A fist the size of a sandbag was bearable—but a claw the size of a mountain? Impossible to withstand.

Meanwhile, in the shadows of the street, several pairs of eyes closely watched every move of the three from the Hidden Stone Village.

The Hidden Leaf’s ANBU animal ninja hid within the darkness.

The lead ANBU ninja frowned slightly and whispered into his earpiece: “Target trio is strolling the Hidden Leaf streets; no unusual activity detected.”

Their mission was to constantly monitor these three, preventing any hostile actions against the Hidden Leaf.

After all, aside from the pitifully weak LegPlayGirl,

whether it was the old bastard Third Hokage or the Five-Tails Jinchuriki Steam Boiler, any sudden attack within the Hidden Leaf would cause massive destruction.

They must be kept under strict surveillance!

Had it not been for the Fifth Hokage Rojie’s exceptional mercy, they would be locked in the Nanhechuan Grand Hotel prison—not strolling the streets of the Hidden Leaf.

More tonight!!!

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