The winds of the East Blue were completely different from those of the Grand Line. Lin Ye's ship sailed for seven days and seven nights, and at dawn on the eighth day, he finally caught sight of Dawn Island's outline.
The island was far smaller than Lin Ye had imagined, shrouded in an unnatural pale blue mist. Several low buildings could barely be seen within it. As the ship drew closer, Lin Ye noticed that the island's coastline formed a perfect circle, as though it had been precisely cut by human hands.
"Dawn Island..." Lin Ye murmured. The Tuning Fork in his hand began to tremble faintly on its own.
When the ship docked at the crude pier, several islanders in coarse cloth were mending fishing nets. The moment they saw the stranger, they immediately stopped what they were doing and stared at Lin Ye expressionlessly, their guard raised.
"Outsiders aren't welcome," an old fisherman with graying hair said hoarsely. "Especially not at a time like this."
Lin Ye jumped off the ship and deliberately displayed the Tuning Fork and the Dawn Blade. "I came to find the ancient passage leading to the moon."
The moment he finished speaking, the islanders became even more wary. A few of them even quietly stepped back, as if Lin Ye had uttered something forbidden. The old fisherman narrowed his eyes and examined Lin Ye and the objects in his hands.
"You don't know what you're talking about, young man," the old fisherman finally said. "There is no passage here. Only ordinary fishermen and their simple lives."
Lin Ye did not argue. Instead, he raised the Tuning Fork and tapped it lightly. A crisp sound spread through the air, producing a subtle resonance with somewhere on the island. The Dawn Blade also began to