Dream One Heart Obtained

Thunder shot straight into the sky, climbing higher and higher. The exhilaration of hanging above the nine heavens, overlooking the mortal world—Seven had never experienced anything like it.

In just a few seconds, Seven reached the White Sea, ten thousand meters above the ocean.

Hovering above the sea of clouds, Seven pulled out the Eternal Pose pointing to the Golden City, confirmed his bearings, and once again transformed into thunder, tearing through the clouds.

Thinking of that giant pillar on the Golden City, Seven was brimming with motivation, wishing he could tear through space itself.

To be precise, the Golden City was part of Jaya Island. Four hundred years ago, a massive Upward Sea Current had split it into a ground section and a sky section.

The ground section was now called Demon Valley Town.

The sky section included areas like God Island Apaya and the golden city of Shandora.

The Shandia people, residents of the Golden City, had guarded the Poneglyph recording the Ancient Weapon Poseidon for generations.

Last time, when he arrived with the Roger Pirates, he couldn't take that giant Golden Pillar with him, and it had haunted his dreams ever since.

This time, no one could stop him.

Since Mihawk was still on the ship, Seven only came to the Golden City to buy Dream One Heart. As for taking over Skypiea, he'd wait until Mihawk came up.

After all, if Seven fought alone and lost to the local gangs...

That would be way too embarrassing.

Thanks to the system, Seven had snatched the Rumble-Rumble Fruit that originally belonged to Enel. So becoming the Thunder God of Skypiea wasn't out of the question.

Stealing one opportunity was stealing; stealing two was the same.

When the Golden Pillar that had haunted his dreams appeared in his sight again, every pore on Seven's body screamed:

"You bastard, still putting on airs now?"

The Golden Pillar before him was the one Luffy and his crew had missed in the Skypiea arc: a cylindrical gold pillar ten meters in diameter and sixty meters tall.

It weighed about ninety thousand tons—enough to buy the Dream One Heart that had haunted Seven's dreams.

After several deep breaths, Seven still felt his scalp tingling, his breathing erratic, and his heart pounding wildly.

That was the Divine Artifact, Dream One Heart!!!

Trembling, he found Dream One Heart listed on the Trading Platform and reached out to touch the Golden Pillar.

"Would you like to spend 88,888 tons of gold to purchase the Divine Artifact Dream One Heart?"

Seven didn't hesitate. "Yes—purchase."

"Ding, purchase successful."

"Detected that Dream One Heart exceeds the current dimension's tolerance. It will be restricted to a Supreme Grade Sword. As compensation, you will receive Thoughtless Sword training experience."

The transaction succeeded. A large chunk of the Golden Pillar vanished, leaving only a small base behind.

At the same time, an unsharpened katana wreathed in purple thunder appeared in Seven's hand.

[Dream One Heart: Supreme Grade Sword, bound, automatically matches user's height, Haki amplification 100%]

"Damn, Haki amplification 100%!"

He casually swung the blade, successfully unleashing a Flying Slash. A purple sword beam pierced through the clouds, and Seven felt an overwhelming thrill, like downing an ice-cold cola on a scorching summer day.

He threw his head back and laughed uncontrollably.

"Buddy, still showing off now?"

Let you keep showing off. This old man bought Dream One Heart—let's see how you explain it to your wife.

"Heh heh heh..."

Laughing halfway, Seven suddenly remembered: at least that guy had Raiden Makoto, with her fair skin, beauty, and long legs...

"You damn bastard!!"

That idiot who crossed into Teyvat had really lived the life Seven dreamed of—

A goddess wife with fair skin, beauty, and long legs.

An ice-cold, wavy-haired goddess sister-in-law.

But thinking differently, if it weren't for that idiot, how could he have bought Dream One Heart?

Seven caressed the blade with endless affection. On his slightly youthful face, his peach-blossom eyes were filled with deep passion, as if he wanted to sleep with Dream One Heart from now on.

Holding his beloved katana in his left hand, Seven silently chanted: Use [Thoughtless Sword Training Experience]

"Ding, friendly reminder: the Thoughtless Sword training experience is too vast and may cause the host to faint. Please choose an appropriate time to use it."

"Tch." Seven snorted coldly.

"You kidding me?"

"A mere Thoughtless Sword wants to knock this old man out? Use it."

When that torrent of obscure yet boundless knowledge was forcibly crammed into his mind with near-brutal violence, Seven blacked out on the spot.

His body convulsed on the ground.

Blood streamed from his eyes, nostrils, and mouth without stopping, while his body frantically signaled to his brain: Sleep, sleep now, please.

Everything before him began to warp and twist, as if he had fallen into a bizarre, surreal dream—

Amid countless thunderbolts, a blurry figure held Dream One Heart, only revealing a side profile and chin.

"Without thought, without attachment, without desire..."

"The Thoughtless Sword is the ultimate among ultimates, a sword both thoughtless and unmatched."

That voice lingered in his ears, refusing to fade, like an echo from another world.

At the same time, the pressure radiating from the blurry figure was as deep as an abyss and as heavy as a mountain, forcing Seven's spine to bend and his head to lower.

A god must not be looked upon.

Crack—the sound of bones breaking, one after another.

Blood gushed from all seven of Seven's orifices, pouring like a flood, as he struggled with all his might to straighten his spine.

"This old man is also named Baal~Zebub!"

Just as Seven's consciousness was about to shatter and his brain forcibly shut down, a red-black Haki erupted from his body, fiercer than ever before.

Conqueror's Haki tore through the sea of clouds, instantly spreading across the entire island, knocking out every living thing on it.

Then, the red-black Haki rapidly contracted, covering Seven's entire body, finally allowing him to regain consciousness.

Huff~ huff~

Seven lay on the ground, drenched in sweat, gasping for air, looking utterly miserable. Even so, his left hand still tightly gripped Dream One Heart.

To borrow a saying from Teyvat: There are always mortals on the ground who dare to face the might of thunder.

"Ho ho ho~ hahaha."

"Even a god won't make this old man yield!"

With Seven as the center, the red-black Conqueror's Haki once again tore through the sea of clouds.

Conqueror's Haki is a manifestation of one's spirit.

And it cannot be learned through training; it only strengthens when the user's own spirit improves.

During the infusion of the Thoughtless Sword, Seven faced the pressure of a god, and his spirit was elevated once more.

Unlike his previous use of Conqueror's Haki to clear the area, this time the red-black Haki coiled around Seven's entire body and spread to the blade of Dream One Heart.

Advanced application of Conqueror's Haki: Haki Coating.

An utterly absurd thing was born from this—Seven, who had yet to master Armament Haki or Observation Haki, had grasped an advanced application of Conqueror's Haki.

It was simply ridiculous.

He was like a swordsman who had maxed out his attack skills but neglected defense and perception.

Growl~ His stomach was fighting itself.

A cool night breeze blew gently, and Seven quickly took out food and water from the system space to eat.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

After eating enough for twenty people, Seven rubbed his slightly swollen belly and let out a very satisfied burp.

The long-awaited Dream One Heart was in his hands. Though it had downgraded from a Divine Artifact to a Supreme Grade Sword, at least it came with the compensation of the Thoughtless Sword.

It also set the tone for Seven's future training: Great Swordsman, Three Types of Haki, and Devil Fruit abilities.

Full and rested, Seven stored the remaining base of the Golden Pillar into the system space and continued looting gold in Shandora until the system space was completely full.

"Can't fit any more. Let me check the Trading Platform to see if anyone's posted an offer to trade items for gold."

If another fool showed up, wouldn't that be perfect!

[Flying Cape (Black): 1000 points, unlimited endurance, never wears out. Seller note: Magic item, first come first served]

[Fruit Tablet (Silver): 20 points, charges for 2 hours, lasts 2 hours. Seller note: None]

[Never-wear-out Skate Shoes: 100 points, any size, any color]

Glancing down at his worn-out slippers, Seven reluctantly bought a pair of white skate shoes. If the quality held up, he'd buy more once his body matured in a few years.

He skimmed through quickly.

He found that on the entire platform, the iron-headed fool from Teyvat was the only one of his kind—no second person.

"Fool brother, if you've got the guts, put up Swordsman's Return and Wave Moon White Mirror too. With all this gold, I don't even know how to spend it."

During the Skypiea arc, Luffy's crew did the only thing worthy of pirates: each of them carried a bag of gold from Shandora.

And in Water 7, they exchanged it for 300 million Berry.

"At this rate, this gold in the system space is worth several billion Berry."

Seven immediately thought of a way to farm points: exchange gold for Berry, use Berry to buy Devil Fruits, then sell the Devil Fruits to the system.

Confirming there was nothing left behind, Seven stepped forward and leaped straight off the edge of Empty Island.

From ten thousand meters high, he plunged toward the vast ocean.

As he plummeted, clouds were torn apart, wind scraped his cheeks like blades, and a near-uncontrollable exhilaration burst from deep within his chest.

"Ahhh--!!!"

Seven let out a long, piercing roar. The sound was high-pitched, free, carrying the thrill and ecstasy of the fall, piercing through layers of clouds and echoing across the night sky.

This was freedom.