Chapter 36

Sachi was tidying up the banquet while listening to Bai Hu and Ma Erke’s conversation. Hearing this, his body trembled, and he turned to look at Bai Hu again, tears of emotion welling in his eyes.

Ma Erke’s expression turned strangely uneasy. “The Whitebeard Pirates and the Kaido Pirates, as well as the Big Mom Pirates, aren’t on good terms… Could it be that you’re hosting the Red-Haired Pirates?”

In Ma Erke’s understanding, only a Yonko-level pirate crew could make Bai Hu so solemn and treat them with such gravity.

But in Ma Erke’s past memories, Bai Hu had always regarded the Red-Haired Pirates with the attitude of an elder toward a promising junior.

Hosting a special banquet like this doesn’t fit Bai Hu’s character.

“Of course not the Red-Haired Pirates!” Bai Hu lifted his head, his voice tinged with melancholy and nostalgia. “Just some old friends.”

Upon hearing this, Ma Erke swallowed hard and dared not ask further.

Who could possibly be Bai Hu’s old friend?

Ma Erke involuntarily recalled the Roger Pirates from long ago…

Though Bai Hu didn’t realize Ma Erke had jumped to the wrong conclusion, he didn’t pay it much mind. At this moment, he himself felt a flicker of unease.

Like meeting an online friend you’ve never met in person but have chatted with for years.

Since becoming the ruler of the seas, he hadn’t felt this kind of emotion in a very long time.

Suddenly, Bai Hu’s expression froze. With his Kenbunshoku Haki constantly active, he sensed an anomaly in the space and immediately stood up.

The Gura Gura no Mi activated, shaking off all the needles on his body, and he burst into laughter.

“My old friends have arrived!”

Every member of the Whitebeard Pirates froze, glancing around, exchanging bewildered looks.

Where were Bai Hu’s old friends?

Could the large group his father was hosting actually be invisible?

The next instant, a brilliant, blazing white light erupted from the center of the banquet.

Dozens of figures appeared at the center of the Moby Dick.

Standing at the front was Su Han.

Su Han wore a faint smile and bowed slightly toward Bai Hu, his voice clear and resonant.

“Old Man Whitebeard, I’m Su Xiao!”

“Pleased to meet you. Please guide me.”

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After the spatial transfer, everyone except those who had prior experience, like Minato Namikaze, was thoroughly disoriented.

“Is this the One Piece world?”

When he regained his bearings, Nagato Uzumaki glanced around.

Behind him, Konan pushed his wheelchair, while the Six Paths of Pain surrounded them, their Rinnegan eyes devoid of any emotion.

Finally, Nagato Uzumaki looked up at Whitebeard: “I am Nagato Uzumaki.”

It was a very brief statement, yet no one in attendance spoke.

After all, everyone in the guild had mostly seen Naruto; even without introducing himself, no one would fail to recognize Nagato Uzumaki.

Gogo Ruri wore a black gothic lolita dress and now felt slightly uneasy. After scanning the surroundings, she spotted Su Han standing not far away, her eyes flickering slightly brighter as she walked toward him.

“You’re… the Guild Master?”

Gogo Ruri was surprised. “I always assumed you’d be an old man like Whitebeard or Duke Vorbis, seventy or eighty years old. I never expected you to look so young.”

Duke Vorbis: “???”

Am I old? Though I’ve lived two or three centuries, do you believe I could still beg heaven for another five hundred years?

Su Han smiled faintly. “I never claimed to be particularly old.”

The next moment, Su Han turned his gaze toward the crowd, his expression carrying subtle weight: “Aizen Sosuke, where are you hiding? If you slip up, won’t you just dive into the sea and enter the One Piece world to pursue your grand ambition?”

This single sentence jolted everyone present awake.

Everyone, including Whitebeard, turned to look at the man in a white羽衣 standing at the edge of the crowd, his face wearing a gentle smile.

“Captain of the Fifth Division?”

A mechanical voice emerged from a suit of steel armor, then the armor clanged sharply as it began to autonomously separate.

Tony Stark stepped out from the scattered Iron Man armor, stretching his limbs.

Tony Stark fixed his gaze tightly on Aizen Sosuke, offering a slightly arrogant smile as he closed the distance.

Then Tony Stark whispered softly into Aizen Sosuke’s ear: “Aizen Sosuke, I’ll keep my eyes locked on you.”

Aizen Sosuke smiled in return: “Then I look forward to your surveillance. I hope your intellect matches the brilliance you displayed in the movie副本.”

Aizen Sosuke was genuinely curious—he wondered whether Iron Man Tony Stark, who had demonstrated exceptional intelligence in the movie副本, could grow into a worthy opponent.

A strange spark seemed to ignite between the two geniuses.

On the other side, Minato Namikaze rubbed his nose, his lips twitching slightly, eyes fixed on his nose, nose on his heart, saying nothing.

“Water… Water-Minato.”

Jiraiya stood beside Minato Namikaze, glancing around occasionally, appearing calm on the surface but inwardly stunned.

“Is this another world?”

“Yes. The One Piece world.” Minato Namikaze replied softly. “It’s utterly different from ours. During our time here, we’ll likely spend it all drifting on the sea.”

Jiraiya fell silent.

As before, though he trusted his disciple Minato Namikaze, actually encountering world-traveling still shook him deeply.

“...Did the Great Toad Sage’s prophecy mention time travel? If not… does that mean the fate of the Naruto world has changed? And that memory副本 marking Naruto’s future—will Minato’s son truly be the child destined to alter everything?”

Jiraiya’s mind was a mess.

Whitebeard strode toward the crowd. “My old friends, come join the feast! And…”

Whitebeard stopped before the gathering.

Though everyone present possessed some unique skill, the sight of Whitebeard’s towering height and his body riddled with countless scars left them momentarily speechless.

Whitebeard looked at Gogo Ruri, bent down, and gently patted her head: “Welcome, my daughter.”

The feast began.

Though Jiraiya initially struggled to adapt, once he mingled with the bold pirates of Whitebeard’s crew, he fully let loose.

He grabbed Captain Sachi, poured him drink after drink, and began boasting about his heroic exploits in the brothels.

Nagato Uzumaki and Konan kept cold expressions. Though pirates occasionally came to drink with them, the sight of the six Pain bodies standing like gatekeepers kept them silent, and they quietly slipped away.

The Six Paths of Pain were too oppressive.

Iron Man Tony Stark fulfilled his earlier promise.

On the ship, he followed Aizen Sosuke everywhere, and had JARVIS hidden within his Iron Man armor lock onto Aizen Sosuke, alerting him instantly at any sign of movement.

Aizen Sosuke was now at his wit’s end.

He had finally realized: his Tsukuyomi or hypnotic abilities had absolutely no effect on the guild members.

He had attempted to hypnotize Tony Stark countless times.

Yet not only could he not make Tony Stark ignore him, he couldn’t even deceive JARVIS, the AI carried on Tony’s person.

Had he not quietly tested his hypnotic ability on the Whitebeard Pirates and found it worked on them, he might have suspected Tsukuyomi had failed entirely.

…

Su Han was currently drinking with Minato Namikaze, Duke Vorbis, and All Might, alongside Whitebeard.

Beside Whitebeard stood Marco, who stared at the men before him, his emotions in turmoil.

Minato Namikaze and Duke Vorbis moved with an undeniable aura of supreme strength—even Marco felt immense pressure.

Especially Duke Vorbis.

The danger radiating from the Duke nearly made Marco think he was facing another Emperor.