Chapter 120: Captain, I Discovered a Secret

New World, an unnamed desolate island.

Whitebeard belatedly realized that his dream son, Saint Saint Saiwen, was actually using him to practice Armament Haki, leaving him with a somewhat bitter taste in his mouth.

Five years ago, he had fought Luo Jie.

Five years later, he fought Saint Saint Saiwen.

Only five years had passed, yet such an earth-shattering change had occurred.

Whitebeard slammed his naginata heavily on the ground: "You brat are indeed as slippery as ever. If you use me for practice again, I will get angry."

Back when Saint Saint Saiwen traded fine wine for a lock of his beard, Whitebeard had already discovered this little fellow was incredibly sharp, but he never expected him to grow to this level.

Luo Jie himself probably never could have imagined it.

A young lad who just came of age could fight him, Whitebeard, to a standstill; neither Luo Jie nor Rocks could have achieved this at that age.

Saint Saint Saiwen smiled to cover his embarrassment: "In that case, let us decide the winner with a single move."

The Whitebeard of this moment was not the one from the Summit War, plagued by severe illness and needing IV drips daily; this Whitebeard was still in his prime.

For humans in the Pirate World, the prime period usually lasts until around sixty years old; after sixty, physical strength gradually fails to keep up with one's power.

For instance, if each punch deals ten thousand tons of damage, a thirty-year-old's stamina allows them to unleash consecutive punches without hesitation, while a sixty or seventy-year-old must seize the right moment to conserve stamina.

The damage itself does not fluctuate; it is merely stamina that limits the duration of combat.

If this Whitebeard were to go to the Summit War, he might still lose, but he would absolutely be able to withdraw unscathed.

Whitebeard lifted his naginata, Sozansaki.

"Very well, one move decides the winner."

In the center of the plaza on Honeycomb Island.

Bartholomew Kuma and Ma Ma Ma Erke were surrounding Whitebeard; one attempted to slap out the damage, the other used blue flames to heal the injuries, while Whitebeard looked at the unscathed Saint Saint Saiwen.

"You monster!"

Their most powerful strikes at their peak directly sank that island, yet the results were not the same.

Whitebeard was injured, while Saint Saint Saiwen relied on Conqueror's Haki defense to grind away the attack, having only his clothes wetted by splashing seawater.

What made Whitebeard feel even more conflicted was that Saint Saint Saiwen had even mastered the technique of Armament Haki Flowing Cherry Blossom during their sparring.

Truly, it left one both helpless and speechless.

"Just luck," Saint Saint Saiwen said as he opened a wine jar: "If we continue fighting, we won't determine a winner in the short term."

"Taste my珍藏 wine."

With those words, under the control of the Imperial Tool Water Dragon, the wine jumped into the large bowl before Whitebeard.

Whitebeard's mouth corner twitched slightly as he watched.

The Whitebeard Pirates instantly fell silent, followed immediately by a rising and falling chorus of exclamations.

"Captain Saint Saint Saiwen, I, I, I..." Jozu held up his wine glass, looking at Saint Saint Saiwen with pleading eyes.

Vista squeezed in front of Jozu: "Idiot Jozu, let me try first."

"Everyone, everyone."

Saint Saint Saiwen opened all the wine jars, manipulating the wine to form over ten small water dragons, which jumped one by one into the wine glasses held up by the crowd.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: Showing divinity before others is the motivation for everything.

The joy and sense of satisfaction brought by showing divinity before others cannot be compared to anything else, and it is also a positive psychological suggestion.

Commonly known as showing off.

The great Zhang·Snake·Extra·Wei once also said: Step back, I am about to start showing off.

A life without showing off is incomplete.

With this little interlude, the shock and isolation caused by Whitebeard's injuries and Saint Saint Saiwen's unscathed state instantly vanished without a trace.

Whitebeard grinned, smiling with immense joy.

"Saint Saint Saiwen, your Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit is indeed impressive; it can control lightning, manipulate flames, and control liquids."

Saint Saint Saiwen smiled: "Just luck."

Having lied about the Mythical Zoan for so long, sometimes Saint Saint Saiwen himself almost forgot he had eaten the Goro Goro no Mi.

This was for the best; after eating the Sui Sui no Mi, the conviction regarding Mythical Zoans might truly undergo some unexpected changes.

During the battle with Whitebeard, Saint Saint Saiwen finally made up his mind: once the opportunity to eat a second fruit opens, he will eat the Sui Sui no Mi.

After all, Saint Saint Saiwen has fought Kaido and sparred with Whitebeard; he can fully utilize the Sui Sui no Mi to manifest the abilities of the Pika Pika no Mi and the Gura Gura no Mi.

Fully exerting the power of "I think so,"

perhaps in the future he could manifest the abilities of the Elbaf Legendary Devil Fruit, the Nika form, and even Imu's fruit ability.

Whether it works or not, one only knows by trying.

Compared to Devil Fruit users who can only eat one fruit, regardless of whether Saint Saint Saiwen succeeds, he still holds a huge advantage.

At this moment, Bartholomew Kuma finally slapped out the damage and pain from Whitebeard's body; a huge crimson balloon appeared, making Saint Saint Saiwen's eyelids twitch.

How much injury must one have suffered to have this much?

Ma Ma Ma Erke took the lead, and the rest of the Whitebeard Pirates' division commanders rushed up, with even the Black Fatty Teach joining in to share this pain.

For a moment, the sound of hissing inhalations echoed endlessly.

The Black Fatty Teach's mouth corners and nostrils bled profusely, but fortunately, the Whitebeard Pirates were numerous, so the pain was distributed and not enough to cause fainting.

After the sons sat down to rest, Whitebeard smiled gratifiedly.

"Thanks, Doctor Kuma."

Kuma nodded with a smile and continued to help the other crew members; when Kuma had slapped out the injuries on Donquixote Rosinante, Fossa, and Vergo, he was just about to bear it alone when Saint Saint Saiwen snatched the chance first.

"Kuma, do not forget the Captain's privilege."

Given the injuries the three little ones suffered, they caused Saint Saint Saiwen almost no pain.

To put it in plain terms: if they had gone to the hospital too late, the wounds would have already scabbed over on their own.

The three little ones were overwhelmed with gratitude, clamoring to burn their youth for the Morning Star Pirates; whether it was true or false, perhaps only they themselves knew.

Saint Saint Saiwen lifted a wine jar to pour wine for Whitebeard.

"Come, come, keep drinking."

For this banquet, Saint Saint Saiwen spared no expense, spending a huge sum of three hundred points to purchase over a hundred jars of dandelion wine from the trading platform.

No choice; things are just this rich right now.

The Bird-Bird Fruit Mythical Zoan Nue Form, the Snake-Snake Fruit Python Form, King Cobra Form, and Black Mamba Form were all bought by Warhammer Sister.

Even after deducting taxes and fees, it still came to nearly one hundred and fifty thousand points.

No one knew how Warhammer Sister had acquired so many points; no one had ever seen the other party consign any items on the trading platform.

Saint Saint Saiwen suspected Warhammer Sister had traveled through time very early and had already achieved point freedom long ago.

In the three years since the system activated, Saint Saint Saiwen had never been this wealthy; he only needed to develop the Goro Goro no Mi to its awakened state to enter the Dual Fruit stage.

If he could successfully manifest the Nika Nika form, Imu's Black Turn Domination would no longer possess strategic deterrence.

I have the Drum of Liberation too!

By then, whether to completely tear up relations with the World Government would depend entirely on Saint Saint Saiwen's mood.

If in a good mood, he would continue cooperating with the World Government to strive to earn more Devil Fruits; if in a bad mood, he would just squat outside Mary Geoise and kidnap some Celestial Dragons to Extort the World.

The banquet lasted until late night; after arranging lodging for the Whitebeard Pirates, Saint Saint Saiwen returned to Donghai Dihuang to accelerate his physical recovery.

Not long after, a knock-knock-knock sound rang out.

"Captain, it's me, Corazon."

"Come in."

Corazon gently closed the door, walked quickly to the desk, and spoke in a low voice.

"Captain, I found a secret."

Saint Saint Saiwen was greatly surprised; could it be that Corazon had discovered Foxy and Vergo were moles, and that they were not moles within the Navy system?

If that were truly the case, what should be done?

Three little moles; he hadn't even finished playing with them yet?

"Explain in detail."

Corazon paused, as if organizing his words.

"It's like this, Captain: when the three of us fought the fat man from the Whitebeard Pirates during the day, we accidentally discovered that guy was hiding his strength."

"Nani?" Saint Saint Saiwen feigned surprise.

"Alright, I understand."