One Piece: The Celestial Dragons' Self-Cultivation

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"Although I've lived here for over two hundred years, I'm a little reluctant to leave..."

"But eventually, we still have to leave."

Olga, whose eyes were still red, nodded vigorously as well.

She clung tightly to her father's arm, as if afraid he would change his mind and run back to the dinosaurs to roar.

Chapter 156 This wave is called taking advantage of the situation.

Although Asiye's attitude wasn't great, his behavior pleased Blake greatly.

Blake remembered that this guy seemed to have quite a few bombs.

In the original story, he even detonated a bomb in an attempt to take the treasure hunter down with him.

His honest return now shows that he has given up the struggle.

The group returned the way they came, left the lanternfish's body, and stood once again on the sea surface frozen by Mandy.

Blake slowly turned around, his gaze falling on the enormous fleshy ball in mid-air that still radiated eternal light.

He calmly reached out and took the longsword that Mandy handed him at the opportune moment.

"Secret Technique: Ghost Flash!"

Three consecutive, sharp slashes landed precisely at the junction of the pure gold flesh ball and the lanternfish's head.

As expected, the enormous ball of flesh detached itself and plummeted straight onto the ice with a heavy gust of wind.

Blake simply raised one hand and effortlessly cradled it in his palm, his body as steady as a rock.

This action surprised several people behind him who were not entirely clear about Blake's true strength.

For example, Dr. Fran and the Asiye father and daughter who had just been "rescued" couldn't help but stare in a daze.

Olga stared wide-eyed, her mouth agape, at the piece of pure gold that was many times larger than her entire body.

"is that a lie?"

"Such a big thing... and you just caught it like that?"

"This is something no human could do, is it?"

Blake ignored the ignorant little girl; the pain from cutting the pure gold seemed to be awakening the enormous creature before him.

“Don’t waste it!”

He walked to the lanternfish's side, his right hand turning deathly pale, his knuckles stretched and sharpened, the fingertips gleaming with a metallic cold light, exuding some kind of ominous aura.

The next instant, Blake silently plunged his palm into the lanternfish's hard skin.

In an instant, a stream of crimson energy, solid as a substance, flowed upstream along his arm and continuously entered his body.

At the same time, the lanternfish's massive body began to shrink and shrivel at a visible rate, and its skin gradually lost its luster...

In his previous life, Blake was a model young man who never wasted food.

Faced with giant lanternfish, creatures that have existed for countless years, it's impossible to overlook their vast vitality.

It could be said that even if he didn't find pure gold on this trip, the life force he absorbed from the lanternfish alone would be enough to keep Blake alive for a very long time.

This wave...

This wave is called "eating and taking".

Dr. Fran, the Asière father and daughter, the basilisk lizard, pure gold, life force...

Blake practically plucked all the lanternfish bare! He took away every benefit related to pure gold!

As Blake withdrew his hand, Stella hurriedly stepped forward, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hand, and raised her hand to open an air door.

Blake tossed the massive amount of pure gold directly into the hole, where it vanished without a trace.

Back on the Temple, Blake glanced at the slightly nervous Ahiye and his daughter, and Elizabeth, who was looking around anxiously, and then instructed Stella:

"You are still responsible for the resettlement of these people."

"Don't worry, Your Highness."

Stella smiled at Blake, then turned to the two people and the beast:

"Guys, please follow me."

Watching the group leave, Blake contentedly lay back down on the deck chair.

Even though Hancock and Kalifa have been quite entangled lately, the person closest to him is still Stella, who has been with him the longest.

No matter what kind of trouble it is, as long as it's handed over to her, she seems to be able to solve it properly.

Blake lay down relaxed, his body rising and falling gently with the movement of the boat.

These past few days, he has seemed to be calmly in control of everything—

First, sail at full speed to reach the location where the lanternfish appeared as quickly as possible.

Then they had to patiently wait for Dr. Fran to complete the crucial reflective device.

Finally, it will enter the belly of the lanternfish.

Even though he always appeared confident, he was indeed absolutely certain in his heart.

But the importance of pure gold still made him feel a sense of tension without him even realizing it.

Now, the pure gold is safely stored in Stella's alternate dimension, and the placement of the new members has been entrusted to the all-powerful head maid.

Blake can finally enjoy this time of his own without any worries.

Pick up today's newspaper, and the news about the results of surgery and the anti-aging procedure is still going strong.

The first thing that catches the eye is a brief statement from the spokesperson of the World Government:

"We will not comment on unverified or false rumors."

Blake scoffed:

"At this point, are you still planning to keep covering it up...? Can you really keep it under control?"

He turned his attention to other news—

At an underground auction in New World, the starting price has reached a record high.

Whitebeard made a statement somewhere in the New World: Immortality? That's the most boring toy!

Black was unaware that Whitebeard had no injuries on his back because he was a fast runner when he was young.

But he discovered that Old Bai knew how to show off.

Blake rubbed the scepter with his thumb, thinking with interest:

"Whitebeard may not have really thought about immortality, but what about his sons who regarded him as their faith?"

“Especially Marco… as the ship’s doctor, he should have noticed the abnormality in Whitebeard’s body, right?”

In the original story, during the Marineford War, Whitebeard's body was almost completely broken down.

Several IV drips were attached to his arm, and even drinking alcohol was restricted.

The fact that the illness could have such a significant impact on someone with Whitebeard's extraordinary physique suggests that it likely didn't occur within just one or two years.

Perhaps some signs are already emerging.

Even if Whitebeard's health shows no problems, his sons will surely want to help their father live on.

Kaido and Charlotte Linlin's reactions were not unexpected by Black.

The two recently issued private bounties for Devil Fruits at the same time.

Blake put the newspaper down, knowing full well that the group's actions would be fruitless.

The news of the immortality surgery will only unleash its true power when the results of the surgery appear.

The fruits of surgery, which were not initially of much interest, are now widely known. Do you, the World Government, think you can get your hands on them so easily?

As for actions like gathering information and increasing the reward, they are mostly just for psychological comfort.

After all, even without this news, those major powers have been searching for Devil Fruits.

Their level of attention does not affect the probability of finding the fruit.

Blake tapped the table with his finger, pondered for a moment, and then took out the white Den Den Mushi he used to contact Aramaki again.

The Den Den Mushi was quickly connected, and Aramaki's panting voice came from the other end:

Blake nodded in satisfaction; it seemed this guy really did train regularly.

"There is a naval officer named Diaz Barrelus, whose rank should be between lieutenant commander and vice admiral."

"Send someone to keep a close eye on him."

"If this guy makes any moves to defect from the Navy, notify me immediately."

"Yes! Your Highness!"

After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, Blake waved:

"Rami, have the slaves set sail; we're heading to the East China Sea!"