Chapter Twenty-Eight: Pirate - Setting Out for the New World
Consciousness returning, Huang Ke Yin looked at the greatsword crafted specifically for her.
Taking out a small knife, she coated it with Armament Haki and the still-unfamiliar-to-her-缠绕 (Chěn Ràng) Conqueror's Haki, then extended her left hand.
After relaxing the defenses of her left hand.
Sizzle!
With a fierce swipe, a thin cut appeared.
“Sizzle sizzle!”
Seeing this, Huang Ke Yin continued to chop.
Soon, a wound with flowing blood emerged.
Controlling the wound to prevent healing, the blood flowed out gurgling.
“Hiss hiss~~”
As the blood continuously dripped onto the crimson back of the greatsword.
With the blood continuously dripping and being evaporated, or absorbed, the originally crimson greatsword began to cool down rapidly.
“Done!”
Seeing the greatsword, which even in the sea would not cool down overnight, cool down, Huang Ke Yin happily picked it up.
“From now on, your name is the Slashing Ghost Nine-Ring Greatsword!”
“Gurgling~~”
At this moment, Huang Ke Yin lifted a large war-era cleaver, its back decorated with the nine rings that adorn the backs of ancient executioner's cleavers.
Waving it once, testing it, finding it very handy, Huang Ke Yin placed it in the scabbard she had made and carried it on her back.
Looking at the weapons shop, handing it over to her mother, Huang Ke Yin came to a hidden entrance below.
Entering the entrance, passing through a winding path, Huang Ke Yin reached her destination.
Here, the surroundings were all dried blood, and a pile of corpses were stacked together.
On top of the corpses, a short sword with its entire blade embedded in a corpse trembled upon Huang Ke Yin's arrival.
Seeing that the field had recently been used for blood sacrifices instead of being tempered with flames, Huang Ke Yin didn't linger. She took the short sword, which she named the Blood-Drinking Sword, and inserted it into the sheath on her leg before leaving.
After Huang Ke Yin left, a group of people arrived to clean up the place.
At the seaside, Huang Ke Yin looked at the sea below, took a deep breath, and jumped in.
Because of her fishman genes, Huang Ke Yin could breathe freely even in the ocean.
Entering the sea, Huang Ke Yin continued to dive downwards.
Due to constant training, the ocean's weakening effect on her was now only 20%.
Although the deep-sea pressure increased, as a peak third generation, possessing a part of Ge Xiaolu's Unconquerable Body, along with the powerful physique of other genes, she didn't feel any pressure.
Soon, Huang Ke Yin encountered a golden carp Sea King Class monster that came to "snack."
“Good!”
Huang Ke Yin was quite fond of the arrival of free labor.
With a direct blast of Conqueror's Haki, the originally fierce carp Sea King Class monster instantly became docile.
“Go, take me to Fishman Island. If you can’t, I'll eat you!”
“Boo...boo! Boo boo! (Goo...good! I will definitely fulfill it!)”
After using the telepathic abilities of the 精灵世界 (Jīng Líng Shì Jiè) (Spirit World) to have a "friendly" mental communication with the Sea King Class monster, the Sea King Class monster "joyfully" took Huang Ke Yin to Fishman Island.
Upon reaching Fishman Island, Huang Ke Yin released the Sea King Class monster as promised.
However, for unknown reasons, it didn't escape but instead began to wander around Fishman Island.
But that was none of Huang Ke Yin’s concern.
After officially entering Fishman Island from the entrance, Huang Ke Yin asked a few Fishman Island natives.
Because Huang Ke Yin was a girl and gave them a sense of warmth, they kindly pointed out the location of the Sea Forest where the historical texts were located.
While chatting and laughing, joking around with the Fishman girl who was guiding her, the two quickly arrived at the Sea Forest.
“We’re here, this is the Sea Forest. As for the historical text you mentioned, the red historical text, I don’t know about those.”
“Oh, thank you so much!”
Huang Ke Yin reached out to hug the Fishman girl, and took the opportunity to kiss her on the cheek.
“Hey! You’re so mean!”
Though assaulted, the Fishman girl didn’t mind at all.
After all, Huang Ke Yin was a beautiful girl too.
So, girls sticking together and kissing each other, that’s normal.
After bidding farewell to the Fishman girl, Huang Ke Yin stepped into the forest.
After searching for a while, Huang Ke Yin discovered she was lost.
Seeing a strange large tree that she seemed to have seen for the third time, Huang Ke Yin silently took out her Den Den Mushi.
“Brrr brrr brrr~”
“Click!”
The Den Den Mushi connected, and Huang Ke Yin’s expression was one of weirdness.
This was ten thousand meters below the sea, and she was making a call to the New World.
This can actually connect!
“Moshi moshi? What’s the matter?”
Seeing the young Rayleigh displayed on the Den Den Mushi, Huang Ke Yin slowly spoke.
“Dad, where exactly did you find the two things in the Sea Forest on Fishman Island?”
“Hm? You went to Fishman Island?”
“Yes, I’m planning to take the red one.”
“…”
The other side was silent for a while before speaking again.
Clearly, Rayleigh already knew what Huang Ke Yin was talking about.
“Why?”
“Because the future, not long ago, a cartoonist who called himself Oda Eiichiro found me, and he showed me a future, so I decided to get a head start.”
“Really?”
“Really. I’ll go find you guys later.”
“Okay, I’ll tell you the location.”
Soon, with Rayleigh and Roger’s supplements, Huang Ke Yin found the two historical texts.
Looking at the red historical text, Huang Ke Yin stepped forward.
Do you think Huang Ke Yin would use brute force to obtain the red historical text?
Or would she chop down the connected ground along with it?
“Brush!”
The next moment, a diamond pickaxe with purple flowing patterns on its surface appeared.
“Precise Collection!”
The next moment, Huang Ke Yin swung the diamond pickaxe, continuously hitting the red historical text.
“Clack clack clack clack~”
In Huang Ke Yin’s eyes, with continuous strikes, the red historical text continuously shed fragments, cracks began to appear, and they began to spread towards the whole piece.
Five minutes later.
“Bang!”
After a strange sound, the red historical text, already covered in cracks, ready to shatter at any moment, suddenly shrunk, ultimately becoming a palm-sized miniaturized version of the red historical text, floating on the ground, continuously rising and falling.
“Tsk tsk, so easy!”
Putting it into her inventory, Huang Ke Yin’s business on Fishman Island was finished.