The rise of the pervert primordial - Chapter 4 The First & Awakening Ceremony (Edited)

“This guy, how heavy is his taste, he’s still able to eat?” Waking up, she looked at her reflection in the mirror, explosive hair, tattoos, and a demon-like face. Look at her for more than a second and you’ll have spicy eyes (your eyes will bleed-aka she looks really ugly).

In the rural northeastern mountainous regions stands a tiny Buddhist temple, named One Finger Temple. It isn’t a large one but it is extremely miraculous.

The temple has rice that emanates an aromatic fragrance.

The temple has sweet and refreshing water that rivals ambrosia.

The temple has Buddhas that grant wishes to the sincere.

The temple isn’t large but it has everything. The temple isn’t large but it has flourishing incense offerings that far exceed all temples. The temple isn’t large but it attracts both citizens and foreigners that line up overnight…

The temple has a bald but handsome monk. Every day, he would bawl, “I want to renounce asceticism! I want to marry a chick that’s not too pretty, have a cute baby, and lead a stable life!”

The Fourth Shinobi World War is over. All enemies are defeated. Finally, a long peace reigned in all countries. The Seventh Hokage laid down his arms and lost all his Youth Power. One dream, the goal for which he spent his whole life, has been achieved. His path is over. Is this really the end? Could it end so easily? What if the Savior of this World turns into an arrogant and cunning ruler?Perhaps no one would ever have been able to predict such a result. On that day, everything changed ... Countries, riches and power, the most beautiful women and their young daughters - he will subdue them all! The Seventh Hokage with the strength capable of conquering the heavens chose a different path, now he will take everything for himself and pave the way to absolute world domination!

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.

However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…