Blind Swordsman, Issho!
He lingered quietly on Spirit Awakening Island for a long time, neither causing trouble nor rushing to see anyone.
It wasn't until a few days ago that he took the initiative to approach the patrol team on the island, frankly stating that he wanted to meet the person in charge of the Uchiha Clan.
Tekka went to make contact and inquire in person. The other party didn't say much, only giving his name, which consisted of two words: Yi Xiao.
despair.
Natsu been lightly tapping her fingertips on the armrest, suddenly stopped.
The blind swordsman smiled.
He knew that name all too well.
Fujitora Issho Marine Admiral rose to the top rank through the World Military Draft in the original work. He possesses a top-tier Press-Press Fruit and unparalleled Swordsmanship, firmly establishing himself as a top-tier powerhouse at the Admiral-Yonko Level level.
During this time, he had been secretly wondering why, although the World Military Draft had ended long ago and Ryokugyu Aramaki had already successfully entered the ranks of the Marine Admiral, Fujitora, who should have appeared at the same time, had completely disappeared and had never appeared in the Navy's organizational structure.
It turns out that his absence wasn't due to some reason, nor was he hiding or lying low; he had never even considered joining the navy in the first place.
This blind swordsman, who should have been carrying the banner of justice for the World Government, resolutely abandoned the smooth path that everyone was watching.
He traversed the vast ocean, drifting from the North Blue to the West Blue, and finally settled in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Uchiha, quietly guarding the shore of Spirit Awakening Island.
Having figured this out, Natsu relaxed her back and leaned back in her chair.
The silent fingertips lifted again, tapping lightly on the wooden armrest, the rhythm slow and unhurried.
He could probably guess what Yixiao was thinking.
Instead of rushing to the door and making a hasty request for an audience, this person stayed on Spirit Awakening Island for several days, silently observing everything on the island.
He had personally witnessed the Uchiha's orderly registration of civilian affairs and its well-organized flight path control. He had seen the clan's protection and tolerance of ordinary people, and he had also secretly compared it with the Navy's corruption and rigidity and the World Government's hypocrisy and bias.
After a long period of observation, comparison, and weighing of options, he finally took the initiative to ask for an audience.
This was hardly a hasty visit; it was clearly a decision already made in mind.
A meaningful smile slowly spread across Natsu's lips, subtle yet profound.
"This person is worth meeting."
Natsu looked up at Tekka in front of her, her tone firm and composed. "Notify Spirit Awakening Island to arrange for Yi Xiao to take the next round-trip ferry directly to Origin Island."
He paused briefly, then added details about the reception protocol, completely breaking with the clan's usual duty regulations. "Treat them as the most distinguished guests; no body search or weapon check required."
"With his strength, if he truly harbored malicious intentions and intended to cause trouble, the mere barrier of Spirit Awakening Island wouldn't have been able to stop him," Natsu stated calmly, her words clear and confident.
"Since he chose to visit openly and await an audience, he has come with utmost sincerity. There is no need to test him with rigid rules and regulations."
Tekka solemnly responded, bowed, and withdrew from the side hall.
The room fell silent again. Natsu turned to look out the window at the distant horizon where the sea met the sky, her eyes swirling with thoughts.
This time, the Navy has truly missed out on a pillar of the Admiral.
He wasn't forcibly taken away by external forces, nor was he forced to leave by circumstances. Rather, this strong man voluntarily gave up on that so-called "justice" from the bottom of his heart.
The elite forces that were once deeply rooted in the naval system are now traveling by ferry, step by step, closer to Origin Island.
Natsu gazed quietly into the distance, a sense of anticipation rising in her heart.
He wanted to hear what this blind swordsman, who had abandoned official justice and come here alone, had to say to him.
The Setsuna Yi Xiao's feet firmly touched the bluestone ground of the Origin Island dock, her steps unconsciously paused slightly.
In the years since he lost his eyes, his Observation Haki has transformed into new eyes, more clear and precise than any other sight in the world.
At this moment, the outline, layout, and aura of the entire Origin Island unfolded along with my perception, revealing every detail clearly, as if it were a map of mountains and seas imprinted in my heart.
His perception progressed layer by layer, and he quickly detected the terrifying hidden power on the island—more than ten powerful auras rooted at the Admiral-Yonko Level level, scattered throughout the island.
These auras are independent and do not interfere with each other, yet they subtly echo and connect, weaving together a dense network of energy.
Some are profound and steady, like ancient green mountains, calm and unassuming;
Some are sharp and fierce, like a blade drawn from its sheath all night, concealing its sharpness;
Some are deep and still, like bottomless waters, seemingly calm but actually turbulent.
Without exception, any one of them could dominate a sea area and form the foundation of a top-tier power.
Almost the instant he Observation Haki, the group of powerful Uchiha on the island had already sensed it.
Several invisible senses, like a tranquil tide, suddenly swept in from the opposite direction, gently passing over Yixiao's body.
This is an instinct ingrained in the bones of Sharingan users; when faced with unfamiliar and top-tier Observation Haki from outsiders, they naturally feel vigilance and scrutiny.
But when the senses touched the Tekka leading the way, all the probing suddenly stopped, only pausing for a moment before receding quietly like the ebb tide, disappearing without a trace.
Since Tiehuo was a senior member of the Uchiha clan and was personally received by the visitor, there was no need for further questioning or special precautions.
Furthermore, even if this blind swordsman harbors malicious intentions and ulterior motives, with Natsu presiding over Origin Island, what trouble could a mere Admiral-Emperor Level expert possibly cause?
Yixiao knew perfectly well what was going on, and slowly lifted her foot to continue walking forward.
He kept his eyes, which he had gouged out himself, tightly closed, but his mind remained focused on the powerful auras emanating from the island, and he sighed inwardly.
I see.
This is the true essence of the Uchiha Clan.
Although it does not claim the title of one of the Four Emperors, nor does it seek to seize control of the seas, its overall combat strength and foundation have already surpassed any of the current Four Emperors.
Having stayed in the West Blue for many days, he had silently observed for a long time. He had seen the Uchiha's orderly system, fair rules, their protection and gentleness towards the common people, and their decisiveness and ruthlessness towards external enemies.
He knew then that this force was different from others.
It wasn't until he actually set foot on Origin Island and stood at the heart of this order that he truly understood the source of the Uchiha's confidence.
This island, without needing to fly any flags to display its power, is itself an impregnable sea fortress.
The people who protect this place need not boast of their strength with grand slogans; their hidden power and unwavering integrity speak louder than words.
His decision to abandon his prestigious naval position, turn his back on the false justice touted by the World Government, and travel alone across the sea to this place was never a spur-of-the-moment impulse.