Ye Chen walked forward calmly, arms at his side. In front of him, about three to four hundred people blocked his path. Among them, three individuals stood out.
"Captain of the Flying Hawk Pirates, bounty: 2.3 million Beli."
"Captain of the Skeleton Pirates, bounty: 3.5 million Beli."
"Captain of the Fierce Tiger Pirates, bounty: 2.9 million Beli."
"Ye Chen, you've got guts, huh? You dare steal from the Celestial Dragons?"
A man with a small frame, hawk-like nose and sharp brown eyes sneered. This was the captain of the Flying Hawk Pirates.
Ye Chen raised an eyebrow. "Since you know I dared to rob the Celestial Dragons… you still think it's smart to block my path?"
"Haha, Celestial Gold wasn't even worth calling a proper pirate crew—barely worth 2 million. What's there to be proud of?" said the captain of the Fierce Tiger Pirates.
"Don't think just because you touched the Celestial Dragons' goods that no one dares lay a finger on you, brat. Don't get cocky," said the Skeleton captain coldly.
Ye Chen was speechless.
So they didn't dare rob the Celestial Dragons…
but they think I'm easy prey?
"Youngster, hand over the Celestial Gold treasure and we'll spare your life," the Flying Hawk captain said.
Ye Chen glanced at the other two captains.
"You feel the same way?"
The two captains smirked coldly.
"You still don't get it, do you? Who's the hunter and who's the prey?" Ye Chen sneered.
"Little Sky, kill them."
At Ye Chen's command, the red-scaled creature coiled around his neck suddenly opened its eyes.
With a roar, Little Sky took flight. A red light shimmered across its body as it expanded rapidly, its size swelling hundreds of times over. Its blood-red form spiraled high into the air, fangs gleaming under the sun.
"What's going on?! Wasn't the dragon supposed to be somewhere else?"
"Damn it—who leaked the intel?!"
"Why is that beast still with Ye Chen?! We've been played!"
As Little Sky hovered above, an oppressive force swept down.
The expressions of the three captains twisted.
They realized—they had walked into a trap.
Their crews were stunned, staring in disbelief.
Some even collapsed in fear, their faces pale.
"Now do you understand who's hunting who?" Ye Chen asked calmly.
Back at No.76 Auction House, Ye Chen had already anticipated that his whereabouts would be exposed.
In fact, that had been intentional.
He wanted to draw out all the fools who thought he was prey.
"Bastard!" Flying Hawk trembled with rage.
Fierce Tiger gritted his teeth and snarled,
"Things are already like this—we might as well risk it. If we kill him, we split the loot!"
Flying Hawk and Skeleton exchanged glances.
"Fine. Let's do it!"
"Men! Kill him, and the Celestial Gold fortune is ours!
That treasure's worth twenty billion Beli!
What do you say—kill or not?!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The pirates, driven mad by greed, roared in unison, eyes locked on Ye Chen.
"Kill!" Flying Hawk ordered.
At his word, the dense crowd of pirates surged toward Ye Chen.
"Thunder Summon Orb, Little Sky," Ye Chen said coldly.
"ROAAAAAR!" Little Sky let out a thunderous cry that echoed across the entire island.
Moments later, a massive orb of orange lightning began to form in its jaws.
The Thunder Summon Orb launched, tearing through the air in a brilliant streak of golden light.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The orb struck the ground dead on.
A deafening explosion followed—earth shattered, trees were uprooted, and shockwaves radiated outward like a storm.
Dust filled the air. Not far from Ye Chen, a crater twenty meters wide had appeared, with hundreds of bodies lying scattered around its edge.
The divine protection surrounding Ye Chen dissipated with a gentle shimmer.
He stepped forward, unfazed, his expression calm.
The entire battlefield lay in ruins.
The three to four hundred pirates who had once surrounded him were now strewn across the ground—dead or unconscious.
This was the fate they had chosen.
In this world, when battle erupts, it's either you die, or I die.
And once again, Ye Chen was reminded of a truth:
greed is as deadly as a demon.
"Die, brat!"
Suddenly, a corpse nearby sprang up.
Flying Hawk, drenched in blood, gripped a katana with both hands, thrusting it toward Ye Chen's back.
Seeing his blade nearing its mark, Flying Hawk's face lit up in triumph.
But just then—
A crescent-shaped wave of Sword Qi burst forth.
SHING!
Flying Hawk—and his blade—were split in two.
"How… Sword Qi? External release… a swordsman…"
Flying Hawk gasped, eyes wide with disbelief.
He had always assumed Ye Chen relied entirely on Sky Dragon the Sky Dragon.
Only now, in his final breath, did he realize—he had been very wrong.
Ye Chen was no pushover.
His Sword Qi release alone put him above most people.
And so, filled with regret, Flying Hawk died.
"Lord Kaido! The red dragon has appeared on Island 8!"
On another part of the Sabaody Archipelago, a pirate reported urgently.
Kaido turned sharply.
"Let's go. Head to Island 8!"
"Admiral Kizaru, the red dragon has appeared on Island 8,"
a Marine soldier reported.
Kizaru's eyes gleamed.
"I'll head there first."
With a flash of golden light, Kizaru vanished, speeding toward Island 8.
With the appearance of Sky Dragon the Sky Dragon, pirates, Marines, and bounty hunters from all around began flocking to Island 8.
The once peaceful Sabaody Archipelago now surged with activity—
a ripple effect caused by the arrival of Little Sky.
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