Sufficient Points, Return to Village to Develop!

In the afternoon, a passenger ship set sail from the pier.

At the bow, Xianuo leaned against the railing, gazing at the gradually blurring Goa Kingdom capital in his vision.

From this angle, the city view was indeed magnificent and glorious, like a heaven favored by gods, truly living up to its reputation as the most beautiful nation in the East Blue.

But...

Xianuo shook his head.

He turned and walked back towards his room in the ship's cabin, his right hand spinning a small, exquisite dagger up and down.

This was the dagger Ace had used to attack him, only for him to kick it away.

He'd picked it up from the grass while the hot-blooded idiot brothers weren't paying attention.

He hadn't expected much in terms of points, but even a mosquito's leg is still meat. Just like the night before leaving Shimotsuki Village, he hadn't forgotten to swipe Koshiro's glasses.

It wasn't that he'd forgotten to turn off the auto-pickup. The main reason was, it was for Kuina's own good.

This way, Koshiro would be able to empathize with his daughter's pain of not being able to see clearly, and getting new glasses would become the highest priority on his schedule, with no further delay.

Swish--

The dagger spun around, and before he knew it, it suddenly vanished without a trace.

Xianuo looked at the system message that had just popped up.

A pair of glasses, plus this dagger, had provided a total of 700 points. By that calculation, his remaining points should be 10,825.

But the balance displayed on the panel now was far greater than that number.

The reason, naturally, was—

[Offering: Luffy's Straw Hat]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Value: 30,000 points]

[Appraisal Comment: The Straw Hat of Pirate King Gol D. Roger, which he personally gifted to Red-Haired Shanks, who in turn gifted it to Luffy. It has witnessed countless legendary adventures across three generations. The Straw Hat Kid thus became Luffy's nickname. In the Holy Land Mary Geoise, Imu still keeps Joy Boy's giant straw hat. The continuation of the D Spirit may always instill fear in some people.]

[Remaining Points: 41,025]

A full thirty thousand points!

That was a full two times more than Red-Haired's severed arm!

His total remaining points had broken through the 40,000 mark, making Xianuo feel utterly comfortable, a sense of security he'd never felt before surging in his chest.

With so many points, even if he squandered them carelessly from now on, it would be enough for a very long time.

He wouldn't even need to replenish them before he grew up, officially set out to sea, and became an adult.

Of course, no one would ever complain about having too many points.

Xianuo planned to wait until next year when the cooldown period ended, Arlong's threat was resolved, and he had no more worries, then he would temporarily go out to sea to find Luffy.

He wanted to see how much the fake straw hat, worn for a whole year, would be worth.

He then looked at the trading interface beside him.

It was the twentieth day of his voyage, and the trading market had not yet refreshed.

Xianuo had previously asked the captain of this passenger ship, and it would take about ten days to travel from the Goa Kingdom to Cocoyasi Village.

In other words, by the time he got home, the new batch of market items would likely be available.

"I hope something useful pops up,"

Xianuo's gaze flickered slightly, filled with anticipation.

Closing the system panel, he simply washed up and comfortably lay down on the bed, deciding to get a good night's sleep first.

He had been messing around in the Colbo Mountains for the past few days, and before setting off today, he had gone to the bank to withdraw money and find a ship. He was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, twelve days had passed.

On the second floor of the ship's cabin, in a spacious room specially converted for training, Xianuo was practicing one of the Rokushiki techniques, "Soru," alone.

He was no longer the poor kid who had boarded Old Gatt's merchant ship twenty days ago.

He had booked half of the cabin seats on this merchant ship, and he spared no expense in the dining room, naturally receiving the highest VIP treatment.

When he requested a training room, the captain didn't hesitate, mobilizing the crew to modify it in half a day.

On the south side of the training room, three low wooden stakes were lined up according to Xianuo's request.

The same was true for the north side.

And in the corner stood a statue of Hercules, silently providing a threefold boost to physical combat training efficiency.

Xianuo stood on the middle wooden stake on the south side, his eyes fixed on the corresponding stake ten meters away on the north side.

In the next instant, he took a deep breath, his right leg lifting slightly, the arch of his foot taut.

"Soru!"

Shing! A tearing sound echoed through the air, and the moment the word left his lips, Xianuo's figure vanished from his original spot as if he'd never been there.

When he reappeared, he was directly on the wooden post in the center to the north, but he hadn't landed steadily and stumbled, falling down.

"So close!"

Xianuo stood up, his eyes free of disappointment or dejection, filled instead with pleasant surprise.

After all, it had only been a little over ten days since he began practicing Rokushiki, and the speed of his progress could only be described as lightning-fast.

He had first spent a few days completely mastering the power generation technique for Soru, then spent another few days ensuring his reappearance location was within a small margin of error.

And today.

This margin of error had finally, step by step, shrunk to a point where it was almost negligible.

In actual combat, this would allow him to instantly teleport to any precise landing spot while facing an enemy.

This point was crucial.

If he hadn't trained it well, teleporting and landing on an enemy's head in combat would be incredibly awkward.

A little further off, and his chest might impale itself on the enemy's sword, which would be even worse.

"Has it already been classified as 'Beginner'?"

Xianuo glanced at the skills section of his system panel and nodded with satisfaction.

Now that it was 'Beginner', he wouldn't have to dedicate all his training time to this single physical technique every day.

He could start practicing other physical techniques, and for 'Soru', he only needed to dedicate a portion of his time each day to consolidation. Within a month at most, he could raise its proficiency to 'Minor Accomplishment' and master it completely.

"Although the statue's buffs are helping, this speed is still much faster than I anticipated."

After trying a few more times, each time landing precisely on his intended target wooden post, Xianuo's mood grew even more cheerful.

It seemed the physical transformation brought about by mastering 'Breathing Fist' had an additional benefit.

It was like unblocking the Ren and Du meridians in martial arts novels; once one path was clear, all others became easier, allowing him to practice other physical techniques much faster than before.

Speaking of which.

The specific principle behind 'Soru' seemed simple.

It was nothing more than repeatedly stomping on the ground dozens of times in an instant, generating an explosive reactive force.

This allowed for high-speed movement, even creating the effect of vanishing before an enemy's eyes.

However, it required a certain level of basic physical conditioning and microscopic control over muscles. Without meeting the threshold, mere comprehension and talent wouldn't be enough to compensate.

Xianuo happened to have significant advantages in both these areas.

Coupled with his inherent talent for practicing physical techniques, the combination of these factors resulted in his terrifyingly rapid training progress.

"Mastering Soru preliminarily in just over ten days. Now, let's see if I can master Tekkai in another ten days or so."

Wiping the sweat from his brow with a towel, Xianuo opened his inventory, preparing to read through the training methods for Tekkai when a knock sounded at the door.

"Who is it? Just leave it at the door if it's food delivery."

He said casually. He had been spending over ten hours a day here these past few days, having all his meals delivered by restaurant staff on a cart.

"It's me, Lord Xianuo!"

Scarred pushed the door open, pointing outside the porthole with a joyous expression. "It's time to disembark, my lord. We've arrived at Cocoyasi Village!"