"What? Ian is leaving the Holy Land to go on a field trip? Is that true? Is that true?"
"It's true. Gunko of the Manmaya Family is accompanying him. He should have already left the Holy Land by now!"
"Ya hahaha, that's great! Ian, that big devil, finally decided to leave the Holy Land. Come on, let's start the party! I'm going to celebrate for three days and three nights!"
News of Ian leaving the Holy Land for a field trip spread like wildfire, reaching every Celestial Dragon residing in the Holy Land in less than half an hour. They all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been waiting for a long-anticipated grand festival. They were so excited that they ran around, spreading the news.
It wasn't that the Celestial Dragons of the Holy Land were making a fuss; it was simply that the name Ian had too much destructive power!
The reason was simple: Ian came from the most powerful Nerona Family in the Holy Land, and he was also the Young Master of the Nerona Family, holding such a high status that even the Gorosei in the Chamber of the Five Elders held him in great awe.
Of course, mere identity and status were not enough to make other Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land cheer for a single field trip.
They were excited because Ian, as the Young Master of the Nerona Family, had suppressed them relentlessly over the years. Whenever Ian appeared, all Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land had only one choice: avoid his sharp edge, hide if they could, and absolutely not show their faces in front of him.
Because once Ian saw them, no matter who it was, they would suffer at his hands.
It was well-known that Ian had five major hobbies since childhood: playing soccer, throwing parties, high-altitude bungee jumping without a rope, target practice at the shooting range, and executing Celestial Dragons.
The terrifying thing was that all five of Ian's hobbies involved the Celestial Dragons of the Holy Land!
When he played soccer, he wasn't kicking a ball, but specifically targeting the obese Celestial Dragons of the Holy Land, making them curl up their bodies to act as the soccer ball.
His parties were also different from other Celestial Dragons'. Other Celestial Dragons' parties either involved torturing slaves or making captured slaves sing and dance, while Ian's party themes involved making the Celestial Dragons of the Holy Land dance, or making high-ranking Celestial Dragons slap each other. And these were just basic operations; Ian's party games were endless, and every time news of Ian throwing a party spread, the entire Holy Land would tremble in fear.
High-altitude bungee jumping without a rope was even more related to Celestial Dragons. The Holy Land was located at the peak of the Red Line, and any Celestial Dragon who defied Ian would be taken by him to the edge of a cliff to play rope-less bungee jumping, enjoying a one-time extraordinary experience of falling from a great height.
Target practice at the shooting range wasn't really target practice, because the targets were almost always Celestial Dragons.
Executing Celestial Dragons, naturally, goes without saying.
With such 'kind' five major hobbies, Ian naturally became the nightmare of all Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land.
Now that Ian was going on a field trip, those who had endured pains that Celestial Dragons shouldn't have to endure over the years naturally sang and danced to send off the great devil of the Holy Land.
While the Celestial Dragons of the Holy Land ran around spreading the news, the Gorosei who presided over the Chamber of the Five Elders also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Warcury, the Godhead of Law, sitting in the center seat, secretly wiped a sweat and said with relief, "Nineteen years, do you know how I endured these nineteen years? I had to be killed once by the Young Master every day. I really don't want to experience that feeling again!"
"Who isn't?" Saturn, the Godhead of Scientific Defense, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for our immortality, this Chamber of the Five Elders would have been emptied by the Young Master ten years ago, becoming a no man's land."
Seeing Warcury's and Saturn's reactions, Nasujuro, the Godhead of Finance, holding a katana, his facial muscles twitched slightly. Compared to the experiences of the other four Gorosei, he was the most miserable one, alright!
Because he had been ordered to teach Ian swordsmanship since he was five years old. When he first received this order, he didn't take it seriously, but on the very first day he taught Ian swordsmanship, he felt Ian's terror and was tormented by Ian to the point of almost dying on the spot.
He still remembered that when he respectfully knelt before Young Master Ian, preparing to explain the cultivation of swordsmanship to Ian as a teacher, Young Master Ian, who was only five years old at the time, actually told him to draw his katana and commit suicide.
At that time, Imu was sitting next to them, so he didn't dare to show any slack. He immediately drew his sword and committed suicide.
Fortunately, he possessed an immortal body. Although he drew his sword and committed suicide, he did not truly die.
From then on, he had to experience death once every day, in a myriad of strange ways. Even though he possessed an immortal body, he was constantly on edge.
Now that Ian was leaving the Holy Land, he was the happiest one! Although he didn't know how long Ian would be on his field trip, he cherished every day he could have peace. Otherwise, he was truly worried that one day he would become paralyzed from fear and turn into a walking corpse.
"I hope the Young Master doesn't come back too soon from this field trip~" The Godhead of Environment chimed in, his tone mournful, like a resentful woman.
The Godhead of Agriculture looked at Saturn, then at Warcury, and said seriously, "The Young Master's field trip this time will surely cause huge waves in the Grand Line. What we need to do is ensure the Young Master's safety. If anything unexpected happens, Imu will definitely kill us!"
"What are you talking about?" Warcury turned his head to look at the Godhead of Agriculture, his mouth twitching wildly as he said, "Or rather, do you have some misunderstanding about the Young Master's strength? The current Young Master not only crushes Nasujuro and Gringo in swordsmanship, but his Conqueror's Haki even makes Imu tremble. This field trip of his, it's not us who should be worried, but those lawless pirates in the Grand Line!"
"While that is true, the necessary protective measures must still be taken! The Young Master's status is noble; those nobodies in the Grand Line are not worthy of the Young Master making a move!"
... Sabaody Archipelago, the pier leading to the Holy Land.
An extremely luxurious dark red ship quietly docked at the port.
On the deck, Ian, accompanied by Gunko, stood at the bow, gazing slightly ahead.
He was not a native of this world, but a transmigrator from Earth.
In his previous life, he had been scrolling through short videos online, verbally attacking various 'Celestial Dragons' who were constantly being exposed, along with a vast number of netizens. He never expected that upon waking up, he would become a Celestial Dragon in the world of pirates, and unlike other transmigrators, he was an infant who had just been born.
What he didn't expect was that he not only became a Celestial Dragon in the world of pirates, enjoying all privileges and being called a descendant of the Creator, but his mother was also Imu, the master of the Empty Throne, who controlled the World Government from behind the scenes.
When he opened his eyes and saw Imu's dark red eyes, he knew that this transmigration was a sure thing!
Although the existence of Celestial Dragons was disgusting and even hateful, purely in terms of transmigrating to the world of pirates, becoming a Celestial Dragon was one of the safest transmigration options. Because from the moment of birth, Celestial Dragons residing in the Holy Land didn't have to worry about survival or being killed.
However, even with identity, status, and privileges, Ian still hoped to be equipped with the golden finger essential for transmigrators.
Unfortunately, after nineteen years in this world, he had not acquired any golden finger.
Of course, now, a golden finger or anything similar was already insignificant to him.
Because ever since he awakened Conqueror's Haki from the moment of his birth, his physical combat skills, swordsmanship, and all three types of Haki had reached the pinnacle due to his extraordinary talent.
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