Chapter 96: Uncompromised Great Swordsman

The latter half of the Grand Line, the New World.

The giant luxury yacht snatched from the Celestial Dragon Saint Elain was officially named by Captain Saint Saint Saiwen—the Attack on Titan.

However, since entering the New World, violent weather has become increasingly frequent, forcing the Morning Star Pirates to split up and board the Donghai Dihuang and the Attack on Titan separately.

The two ships are currently crossing more than half of the New World, heading toward the Pirate Paradise, Beehive Island.

Donghai Dihuang, Captain's Cabin.

Saint Saint Saiwen sat at his desk, meticulously recopying the cultivation manual left by Garp; after capturing Beehive Island, not only would he need to train harder, but all crew members would have to increase their training intensity.

Especially Master Tenghu and Jin Ni.

Saint Saint Saiwen's expectation for Master Tenghu: at the very least, he must master the Heavy-Heavy Fruit ability to skillfully pilot either the Donghai Dihuang or the Attack on Titan to leap over the Red Line.

Jin Ni must be able to open a spatial portal connecting Beehive Island to Skypiea.

Only by reaching This Level of Cultivation would these two top-tier Paramecia-type Devil Fruits not go to waste.

Of course, Armament Haki, Observation Haki, and physical techniques must all be maintained without neglect.

In cultivation, if you do not advance, you regress.

Progressing slowly is also regressing.

As a member of the Morning Star Pirates, they couldn't possibly get caught up by the deserter who trains two hundred times harder in the future, could they?

That would be utterly shameful.

As captain, Saint Saint Saiwen naturally had to coordinate the pirates' development direction, including but not limited to the crew's cultivation, daily life, and the pirates' future goals.

Just as Saint Saint Saiwen was writing and drawing, the Golden Lion suddenly floated into the captain's cabin, looking as if he wanted to speak but held back.

"What's wrong, Senior Shi Ji?"

The Golden Lion blurted out: "I'm itchy."

The instant he heard the words, Saint Saint Saiwen instantly flashed ten meters away; although he believed in "no women in the heart, the sword naturally becomes divine," his preferences were very normal.

He, Barzab, only liked women, and specifically beautiful women with good figures.

The Golden Lion's old face flushed red, clearly realizing why the white-haired brat reacted so strongly.

Damn it, my lifelong reputation...

For the sake of my broken legs, I'll endure it.

"Barzab, ever since you helped me remove the ship's wheel, the wounds on my legs have been extremely itchy, as if they were trying to grow back, yet they aren't growing."

If not for the hope of his broken legs regrowing, judging solely by Barzab's reaction just now, the Golden Lion would have definitely fought first.

"Not growing back?" Saint Saint Saiwen stroked his chin.

Senzu Beans from the Dragon Ball world could instantly heal any injury except diseases, but were said to be ineffective on wounds that had already healed.

Or perhaps one Senzu Bean wasn't enough?

Thinking this, Saint Saint Saiwen formed a plan in his mind.

"Senior Shi Ji."

"As you know, limb regeneration is already incredible and consumes a great deal from me; to put it bluntly, we are merely partners after all."

If the Golden Lion could regenerate his limbs next, then Master Tenghu's self-blinded eyes could likely also regain sight using a Senzu Bean.

Two fully realized Great Swordsmen would be another super-boost for the Morning Star Pirates.

Just imagine that scene—

When Saint Saint Saiwen, Mihawk, Master Tenghu, and the Golden Lion, four Great Swordsmen possessing flight abilities, stood in a row in their respective poses.

Even the three Admirals of the Marines could only stare helplessly, unless they called upon Garp and Sengoku to ensure victory.

The Golden Lion spoke hesitantly.

"I could be more than just a partner."

Limb regeneration was nothing short of a miracle; if Barzab could truly achieve it, joining the Morning Star Pirates would mean he wouldn't die as long as he could still breathe.

Such treatment was more than ten times better than the treatment he received when joining the Rocks Pirates back in the day.

At worst, when Barzab met his end like Rocks one day, they could split up and go solo; either way, it was a guaranteed profit with no loss.

Seeing this, Saint Saint Saiwen smiled slightly.

"Shi Ji, welcome to the Morning Star Pirates."

The Golden Lion snorted coldly.

"We'll talk once my legs grow back; if you can't even do this much, I won't join your ranks."

There was only one prerequisite for joining the Morning Star Pirates: his broken legs must regrow; otherwise, he, the Golden Lion, would never yield.

Saint Saint Saiwen, feeling the pain of loss, took out a Senzu Bean.

He had originally purchased seven Senzu Beans in total; two were used during the Ohara battle against Akainu, one was fed to the Golden Lion a few days ago, and now he took out another.

Only three Senzu Beans remained in stock; he must list the Logia-type Swamp Fruit and the Paramecia-type Explosion-Explosion Fruit on the trading platform as soon as possible, then stock up on more Senzu Beans.

For scarce strategic resources like Senzu Beans, if the wealthy patrons on the platform swept them all up, there would be nowhere left to buy them.

Even in the Dragon Ball world, Senzu Beans became increasingly scarce in the later stages.

"Open your mouth, eat it."

The Golden Lion cooperatively opened his mouth, swallowed the Senzu Bean without even looking, and immediately a surging torrent of life force converged on the stumps of his broken legs.

"Sss—Ah!"

Saint Saint Saiwen had never experienced the pain of limb regeneration, but judging by the Golden Lion's face twisted into a knot, it must have been truly painful.

Probably second only to childbirth and testicular pain.

Fortunately, the pain lasted only an instant.

When his newly grown legs stepped onto the deck, that tangible, real sensation made the Golden Lion throw his head back and laugh wildly.

"Jehahaha~"

"Barzab, I truly did not misjudge you."

Saint Saint Saiwen spread his hands.

"Senior Shi Ji, you are not even willing to call me Captain anymore."

Hearing this, the Golden Lion showed no resistance; instead, he very naturally changed the address.

"Captain, please take care of me in the future."

With his body fully restored, the Golden Lion was in high spirits; not only did he clamor for a banquet, but he also voluntarily brought up the former members of the Flying Pirate Crew.

"Captain, I have some former subordinates who should barely meet your standards; after we take Honeycomb Island, I will go fetch them."

"No problem." Saint Saint Saiwen nodded and smiled.

The reconstruction of Honeycomb Island required a huge workforce; since the Golden Lion could voluntarily gather his former subordinates, Saint Saint Saiwen had absolutely no reason to refuse.

As for whether he would be sidelined?

What a joke; with Mihawk and Master Tenghu present, let alone just Kuma alone, the entire former Flying Pirate Crew could not stir up any waves.

Taking advantage of the Golden Lion's preparations for the banquet, Saint Saint Saiwen found Master Tenghu and handed him a Senzu Bean.

"Mr. Issho, try this; see if it can help restore your sight."

"Restore my sight?" Master Tenghu's face lit up with joy.

In the past, to avoid seeing the filth of the world, Master Issho blinded himself; for many years he never felt regret, until a few months ago when he encountered Observation Kill...

That feeling of total darkness was truly both helpless and frustrating.

Just now, the Golden Lion's screams were heard by Master Tenghu, who also sensed the Golden Lion's transformation; he never expected the Captain to possess such godly, godly methods.

"Thank you, Captain Saint Saint Saiwen."

Master Tenghu reached out, took the Senzu Bean, and without any hesitation, swallowed it directly.

Almost simultaneously, a vast surge of vitality rose from his abdomen, rushing straight to his eye sockets, repairing each shattered eyeball one by one.

The pain and itching of flesh and blood regenerating were unbearable, yet Master Tenghu said not a word; only two streams of bloody tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.

As if bidding farewell to the past, or perhaps welcoming a new life.

Where there had previously been only pitch black, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared; Master Tenghu squinted, clearly not yet fully accustomed.

Moments later, what entered Master Tenghu's vision was a slightly youthful face, with pale, delicate skin and snow-white hair gently stirred by the sea breeze.

Captain Saint Saint Saiwen seems somewhat handsome.

Master Tenghu bowed slightly in a gesture of respect.

"Thank you for giving me the chance to see the changes about to happen in this world."

Saint Saint Saiwen placed his hand on Master Tenghu's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Let's go, the banquet awaits."