Year 1516 of the Sea Circle Calendar.
Sabaody Archipelago.
At the slave auction house, people chatted and laughed as they discussed which slaves to bid on.
A young man sat quietly and calmly in a cage backstage.
"Kid, what's your name? How did you get caught?"
The old man in the neighboring cage drank calmly despite being bound in chains.
"Ye Zhuo. What about you? Why were you caught?"
Ye Zhuo couldn't make out the old man in the darkness, but his voice sounded friendly.
The collar around his neck would explode if he tried to escape, leaving him no hope of getting out alive.
"Me? I lost a bet and sold myself to cover it. Hahahaha!"
The old man laughed cheerfully. Even he couldn't remember how many times he had been auctioned off as a slave.
Ye Zhuo said nothing. He was waiting for his chance.
Then a character panel flickered into view before him.
[The Myriad Heavens Role-Playing System is generating a character panel for host Ye Zhuo.] [Generating character] [World: Pirate World] [Time: Year 1516 of the Sea Circle Calendar] [Character: Shendu] [Player: Ye Zhuo] [Trait: None] [Talent: Demon Sorcerer Form (freely switchable, full power)] [Skills: Twelve Talismans (unlocked, conceptual level)] [Summon: Shadowkhan (locked)] [Treasure: Book of Ages (locked)]
Ye Zhuo didn't rush. He waited for the role-playing system to update his mission.
[The host's role in his first life was an ordinary human.] [Main mission: Live a lifetime alone-completed] [Permanent reward obtained: Photographic Memory (trait: perfect recall of all knowledge and skills learned)] [Refreshing main mission: Execute a Celestial Dragon on a street in the Sabaody Archipelago.] [Mission reward: Samurai Shadowkhan]
This time, Ye Zhuo only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming everything.
His eyes brightened slightly as he recalled living to ninety-nine in his previous life before dying naturally in his sleep.
He had spent that entire lifetime playing his role.
Over his lifetime, Ye Zhuo had accumulated countless kinds of knowledge, skills, and fighting techniques.
From traditional martial arts to competitive kickboxing, no-holds-barred street fighting, firearms, bows, swords, and staffs, he had mastered them all.
He had even practiced Tai Chi on the morning before his death!
To complete the system's mission, Ye Zhuo had stayed single his entire life.
Preserving his virginity had helped him live a long life, but he had always felt something was missing.
"Phew..."
Ye Zhuo swore that whatever he had missed out on in his previous life, he would make up for in this one.
"Next up, number thirteen! A human male, very young, name unknown, and very handsome. You can take him home as a bed toy!"
Ye Zhuo rose to his feet. The number hanging around his neck was thirteen.
"Young man, do you need a hand?"
The white-haired old man asked again.
"No, I can handle it myself."
Ye Zhuo stood up and walked out of the cage, dragging his chains.
Cheers erupted as the auction house owner yanked the curtain aside.
Dazzling light shone into his eyes.
"Where are the Celestial Dragons?"
Ye Zhuo saw the huge crowd in the auction house. Some nobles immediately raised their bidding paddles and called out their prices.
"Three hundred thousand Beli!"
The auction house owner's shout drew everyone's attention.
Everyone looked over to see a woman on a raised platform, tightly protected by guards.
She wore a bulky protective suit and an oxygen helmet over her head. She looked quite beautiful.
A Celestial Dragon!
At that sight, no one dared compete for ownership of Ye Zhuo.
"What? No one's bidding against her? How boring."
A man beside her wore the same outfit, though the snot dripping from his nose made him look idiotic.
Their father sat between them, looking utterly indifferent.
That was how tyrannical the Celestial Dragons were.
"Celestial Dragons?"
Once his eyes adjusted to the light, Ye Zhuo immediately identified the three Celestial Dragons in the audience.
"Get down there already!"
The auction house owner shouted angrily at Ye Zhuo.
"All right."
Ye Zhuo had watched countless anime and read countless novels throughout his life.
He had only one word for the Celestial Dragons.
Kill!
As he walked, Ye Zhuo adjusted to his power.
He knew the abilities of the Twelve Talismans better than anyone.
Every talisman's power was etched into his memory.
The Demon Sorcerer Form meant tremendous strength, speed, defense, endurance, and healing.
Combined with the Twelve Talismans, it was an unprecedented Mythical Zoan with no side effects whatsoever.
Ye Zhuo flexed his fingers, feeling his limbs settle into their power.
He could freely switch between his human body and his Demon Sorcerer Form.
"I've pretty much got it."
Ye Zhuo gripped the collar around his neck with both hands.
With a crack, the immense strength of the Ox Talisman shattered it.
The Rabbit Talisman's speed let Ye Zhuo throw it away immediately.
Boom!
The collar landed right in front of the Celestial Dragons.
The explosion instantly sent everyone fleeing in panic.
The guards braced themselves for a formidable enemy.
Yet they couldn't even see who that enemy was.
Bam!
Only after throwing a punch did Ye Zhuo rein in his strength.
"Did I kill him?"
Ye Zhuo glanced to the side. The female Celestial Dragon had already been killed by the explosion.
He had also killed the old man with a single punch.
If he hadn't held back just now, he would have finished off the other snot-nosed fool too.
The mission required him to execute a Celestial Dragon on a street in the Sabaody Archipelago.
Killing him so casually here wouldn't earn him the system's reward.
Recruiting too many underlings out at sea would be a hassle. Having the Shadowkhan would make things much easier.
"I'm Saint Charlos, a Celestial Dragon! If you dare touch me, a Marine Admiral will hunt you down!"
Saint Charlos screamed incoherently.
"Got it. Killing you will earn me a greeting from a Marine Admiral."
Ye Zhuo lifted him with one hand and cast a regretful glance at the dead female Celestial Dragon.
"What a shame. A Celestial Dragon wouldn't have been out of the question."
Shing!
While he was lamenting the loss, the guards swiftly attacked.
With the Rabbit Talisman's speed and his formidable fighting skills, Ye Zhuo naturally dodged them at once.
"You're too weak."
Boom!
Laser beams instantly burst from his eyes. The Pig Talisman skewered the Celestial Dragons' guards in a line.
"The young man really doesn't need help from an old fellow like me."
Back in the auction house.
Rayleigh tore through the iron plating and calmly stepped out.
He glanced around the now-deserted auction house and left without a fuss.
Young people these days certainly were energetic.
Outside.
Ye Zhuo floated into the air, carrying Saint Charlos, who had already wet himself in terror, in one hand while searching for a crowded street.
"You really like buying slaves, huh?"
"I... I suppose."
With all his guards dead, Saint Charlos had long since lost his nerve. His heart pounded faster and faster.
Ye Zhuo remembered that a few years later, this fellow would buy slaves in the Sabaody Archipelago again, only to get beaten up by Luffy.
"Is dying here all right with you?"
Ye Zhuo chose the most crowded spot.
He casually dropped Saint Charlos, who hit the ground so hard he was left half dead.
"He's killing someone!"
"That looks like a Celestial Dragon!"
"Is he insane? Defying a Celestial Dragon will bring an Admiral down on him!"
Pirates and ordinary people alike began fleeing in a frenzy.
Only Morgans's people hid in the corners, taking pictures.
Boom!
The Dragon Talisman's power erupted, blasting Saint Charlos to ashes in an instant!
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