Qiongqi! Sparring With Uncle Shiki (Seeking Collection!)

The large ship flew above the clouds.

Roa sat cross-legged on the crossbeam of the mast, quietly gazing at the sea of clouds ahead.

He had transmigrated here many years ago.

He was reborn as a fetus. His parents in this life were an unknown pirate couple under the Rocks Pirates, who died together in an expedition long ago.

Logically speaking, it would be very difficult for a child who lost his parents to survive on Beehive Island, a gathering place for villains.

However, Roa thrived on Beehive Island, even gaining Rocks' approval two years ago and officially becoming an intern for the Rocks Pirates.

The Rocks Pirates only had two interns: Roa and Kaido. Although they were called interns, they actually held the status of executives and enjoyed considerable benefits. Roa's life for the past two years had been quite comfortable.

But Roa knew that this comfortable life was nearing its end.

It was now Grand Line Calendar 1484, and the God Valley incident was fast approaching. The disintegration of the Rocks Pirates was imminent.

A new era was about to begin.

Where should he go from here?

"Kid, what are you spacing out about?"

A muffled voice came from below.

On the deck below, a table was laden with a feast.

The man renowned throughout the world, a top executive of the Rocks Pirates, Golden Lion Shiki, was devouring food at the table.

He ate with the same unrestrained gusto as a Mighty Lion, tearing into meat and gulping down wine. Even with his face smeared with grease, he exuded an aura of wildness and extraordinary presence.

Golden Lion casually said, "Since you're not eating, speed up the ship. Don't just stand there daydreaming."

Hearing this, Roa couldn't help but complain, "You really know how to order people around, Uncle Shiki."

As he spoke, fine black fur began to sprout from his body.

These shiny black hairs were not soft at all; each one was as sharp and pointed as the quills on a hedgehog's back, yet they possessed an unusual suppleness.

Black wings unfurled behind Roa. Above his furry cheeks, sharp horns pointed upwards, and bronze patterns spread across them.

WHOOSH!!

A fierce wind erupted.

The previously limp sails instantly billowed, causing the large ship flying in the sky to accelerate.

"Ooh! Nice and cool!"

The wind whipped Golden Lion's golden hair, and the Mighty Lion sighed in comfort, "What a convenient ability! Qiongqi? Is that its name? What country's mythology is it from?"

Roa lazily sprawled on the huge crossbeam, his voice drawling, "Who knows? It's just the name of a ferocious beast that represents disaster, seen in a book. It suits me, doesn't it?"

"Hahahaha! Accompanied by disaster, feeding on disaster! Your ability is truly the embodiment of disaster!"

Golden Lion roared with laughter.

Qiongqi, one of the infamous ferocious beasts from Roa's past life's mythology.

A winged tiger, a beast that brought Natural and Man-made Disasters and evil deeds.

This was the ability Roa possessed.

However, strictly speaking, it wasn't a Devil Fruit ability.

Because Roa had never eaten a Devil Fruit. The power to transform into Qiongqi was innate. Perhaps it was because he had bought a Qiongqi pendant before transmigrating?

Although it wasn't a Devil Fruit, the manifestation of the ability was no different from a Devil Fruit. Roa also possessed three forms: beast form, human form, and beast-man form.

So, to fit in, Roa publicly claimed his ability was the Zoan-Zoan Fruit, Mythical Zoan, Qiongqi form.

This ability was precisely the key reason he gained Rocks' approval and became an intern for the Rocks Pirates.

It was enough to impress Rocks, who notoriously disliked children, truly showcasing how extraordinary Roa's ability was.

Simply put, Roa's core ability was--Natural and Man-made Disasters.

Qiongqi was a beast associated with disaster, so in specific environments, his horns could summon corresponding natural disasters.

When Roa was near the earth, he could make the ground tremble, mountains collapse, and volcanoes erupt.

When near rivers, lakes, or the sea, he could divert rivers, cause floods, and summon tsunamis.

When flying in the sky, he could gather dark clouds, summon storms, and call down lightning.

Qiongqi was a beast that punished good and promoted evil, so Roa's eyes could create man-made disasters.

Roa's eyes could perceive all sorts of negative human emotions. When the form of his eyes changed, Roa could suppress the good in people's hearts and unleash their evil intentions.

Unless one possessed a sufficiently strong will to resist, they would be swayed by malice.

It wouldn't be strange for someone's personality to be permanently altered, transforming from a great philanthropist into a terrible villain in an instant.

For those with weaker willpower, they might even be completely consumed by their evil thoughts, never able to break free, becoming Ghouls manipulated by Roa.

Even more interestingly, disasters would transform into sustenance for Roa's growth, literal sustenance.

The suffering of people struggling in disasters would turn into black energy that Roa could absorb.

These dark energies could serve as food and water to sate Roa. To him, high-quality dark energy was more delicious than anything. Besides filling his stomach, replenishing his stamina and healing his injuries were only natural.

Most crucially, the dark energy born from suffering could also promote Roa's growth and the evolution of his abilities.

What Golden Lion said about accompanying disaster and feeding on disaster was not wrong at all.

It was indeed a ferocious ability. Just the authority to control natural and man-made disasters made this ability a veritable embodiment of disaster.

But Roa liked it. It suited this dog-like world perfectly.

"I'm full, I'm full!"

Golden Lion contentedly pulled a napkin and wiped his mouth. "Kid," he tilted his head back and grinned, "come help me digest my food."

"Okay."

Roa flipped over and landed lightly on the deck.

"You kid, you only get motivated at times like these."

Golden Lion waved his hand, and the table and chairs in front of him flew away automatically. Immediately, two swords shot through the air and embedded themselves into the deck in front of Roa with a swish, swish.

"Because you need to balance work and rest."

Roa casually drew the two swords in front of him. These swords were a bit too long for him, who was only seven years old, almost taller than himself, but Roa seemed very skilled.

"Ready?"

Golden Lion leisurely lit a cigar, took a satisfying puff, and then said unhurriedly.

"Ready!"

Without hesitation, Roa turned into a black shadow, his twin swords like a fierce tiger's fangs, lunging at Golden Lion.

"Hahahaha! Impatient brat!"

Golden Lion leisurely exhaled smoke rings while lightly flicking his right hand.

Swish, swish!

The two beloved swords at his waist, Sakazuki and Kiyomizu, unsheathed themselves and lunged towards Roa like two swimming snakes.

In an instant, the explosive sound of clashing metal echoed throughout the entire deck, clang, clang, clang incessantly.

Roa's twin swords danced like the wind, the sword light they generated almost completely enveloping him, impenetrable even by water.

But even so, he was still outmatched when facing the two famous swords flying around in the air.

Even without wielding his swords personally, even just controlling his beloved swords with the Fuwafuwa no Mi's ability, Golden Lion's swordsmanship was still beyond Roa's reach.

All he could do was try his best to parry the onslaught of the twin swords.

"This move is so cool, Uncle Shiki!"

Roa praised repeatedly, "Flying Sword Technique!"

"Hahahaha! It's only useful against you, kid!"

Golden Lion laughed heartily. "But Roa, you're really getting the hang of it. It looks like it's time to take it a step further."

As he spoke, the two famous swords suddenly accelerated, and Roa, who was swinging his sword to meet them, was instantly repelled.

Not only speed, but power had also greatly increased!

Roa's eyes narrowed slightly. "You're too serious, Uncle Shiki! I'm still a child."

Though he said that, he showed no intention of retreating. Instead, he actively charged forward.

Strictly speaking, this was a lesson.

Ever since joining the Rocks Pirates two years ago, the executives had been very friendly to Roa.

Roa could guess what they were thinking.

Everyone knew that the Rocks Pirates wouldn't last long, and disintegration was an inevitable consequence.

Therefore, everyone must have been making plans.

The return journey was spent in sparring, and soon, Beehive Island arrived.