The Uchiha, the Senju, the Uzumaki—all of these clans are descendants of the Sage of Six Paths, so they’re not exactly pure-blooded Earthlings either.
But that being said, aside from Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju, the only ones who could pull off something like that would be Naruto and Sasuke. As for the others? Hard to say.
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Be My Son: “Does anyone need the Yami Yami no Mi?”
Be My Son: “After what happened, Satch and the others don’t want it either, so they left it for me to handle.”
The Dark-Dark Fruit is indeed powerful, but because of what Teach did, Satch handed the fruit over to Whitebeard to deal with. No matter what, he would never eat that Devil Fruit himself.
Maybe, in his heart, if that Devil Fruit had never appeared, Teach would still be part of their family.
Some things really aren’t that easy to let go of.
Just Ordinary Group Owner: “I don’t want it.”
The Worst Evil Spirit: “Better give it to someone who really needs it.”
Boil Daigo into Soup: “The Yami Yami no Mi isn’t for me.”
Uchiha Dance King: “Keep it for yourself.”
Child of Nature: “Recycle it.”
Lighthouse Richest Man: “We didn’t do anything to earn it. Taking it would feel wrong.”
That’s How It Works, Meow: “That’s how it works, meow.”
Himouto: “As much as I’d like to have it, getting something this precious without giving anything in return just doesn’t feel right.”
Golden Flash: “Exactly.”
Some things they could accept, storing that gratitude in their hearts. But something as valuable as the Yami Yami no Mi—that wasn’t something they could just take freely.
Be My Son: “…”
Be My Son: “You don’t have to be like that. Maybe the Yami Yami no Mi seems incredibly valuable in your eyes, but to the Whitebeard Pirates, it’s something no one can eat without guilt.”
Be My Son: “If I recycle it, I’ll just get some points. And I already have more than enough points right now.”
Child of Nature: “If that’s the case, why not hold onto the Devil Fruit for now? If someone wants it in the future, they can trade with Pops.”
Child of Nature: “We can accept small things with a clear conscience, but the Yami Yami no Mi isn’t ordinary.”
Just Ordinary Group Owner: “Yeah, exactly!”
Just Ordinary Group Owner: “Pops, you should just keep it for now and trade it later.”
Whitebeard saw their messages and smiled a little. The heaviness in his heart from what happened with Teach eased up just a bit.
Since he couldn’t give away the Yami Yami no Mi, Whitebeard simply sent out a few point-based red envelopes in the chat group.
That got way more excitement than the Devil Fruit ever did.
After Whitebeard’s matter was settled, Bai Xuan basically returned to his routine life.
The country’s “God Creation” project had been fairly successful. Huo Yu, Qin Tian, and the others displayed tremendous strength, surprising many who hadn’t expected the nation to have nurtured such powerful talents.
Bai Xuan naturally attracted a lot of attention too, but compared to Huo Yu and the others, his impact was relatively small.
After all, in terms of spectacle, the effect he created was nowhere near what Huo Yu and the other three achieved.
But he didn’t really care about that.
In fact, he wouldn’t have even known about it if Huo Yu hadn’t brought it up during a chat.
Later on, the country organized a series of activities—like clearing out vicious beasts and training exercises—but none of them involved him.
Last time was just a spur-of-the-moment decision. It wasn’t like he had nothing else to do now.
Aside from his daily training, he had also started reading books again after a long time.
It felt like ever since the spiritual energy recovery and he awakened his powers, he hadn’t really read much. The last thing he read was probably the Star Absorption Technique?
Of course, he wasn’t reading highly technical books on math or physics. They were more about civilization and nature.
He had gained a lot from these books and felt deeply inspired.
Many books suggested that the universe is cold and ruthless—that there’s no peaceful scientific cooperation between civilizations. When most intelligent civilizations in the universe meet, their first thought isn’t cooperation or peace.
But other books argued that the development of civilization should be stable and peaceful, progressing and evolving slowly over time in a quiet environment. Maybe war is an important driver of progress, but it’s definitely not essential.
In fact, some argued, war shouldn’t even exist in the development of civilization at all.
Whether their ideas are right or wrong, Bai Xuan wasn’t in a position to judge. He simply read these books to explore and reflect.
Over these past days, he had read quite a few books. He didn’t feel any obvious change in himself, just a vague sense that something felt different.
But then again, maybe it was just his imagination.
As time passed, his strength grew faster and faster, but his mindset remained that of an ordinary person.
That wasn’t a good sign.
The evolution of life shouldn’t just be about improvements in strength and physique—thinking should evolve too.
Without a mindset and way of thinking that match your power, you can never be considered truly strong.
For the next month or so, Bai Xuan spent his time training, reading, and hanging out in the chat group.
He didn’t pay much attention to what was happening in the outside world.
Although he didn’t consciously feel it, his thinking was indeed growing during this period of quiet reflection, changing subtly over time.
Knowledge is a wonderful thing. So is time.
After this period of settling, his mindset gave him new perspectives on nature and civilization.
His [Authority of Nature] also grew rapidly during this time, allowing Bai Xuan to clearly sense his deepening control over the natural world.
“Pikachu?”
“Pikachu!”
“Pika pika~”
A sudden voice caught Bai Xuan’s attention. Two Pikachu had somehow appeared on his desk, staring at him curiously.
“You two go play for a bit. I’ll come find you after I finish reading.”
Bai Xuan chuckled softly and patted the two Pikachu on their heads. They narrowed their eyes in enjoyment, then hopped off the desk and ran to the villa’s open area to play.
He had bought these two Pikachu from Meow Meow.
A Ralts egg was more precious and would take some time, but Pikachu didn’t.
To Meow Meow and the others, the truly valuable thing wasn’t Pikachu—it was Ash’s Pikachu.
As for others? Even legendary Pokémon weren’t worth much in their eyes.
Sure, Ralts was adorable, but the Pokémon that first stirred his heart had always been Pikachu, hadn’t it?
Who could resist such pure innocence?
Being with them naturally lifted his spirits.
And because of the Pikachu’s arrival, he remembered that [Authority of Nature] should allow him to hear the voice of all things and communicate with them. And indeed, as soon as that thought crossed his mind, he gained the ability to talk to all living things.
Pikachu included.
He hadn’t expected these two Pikachu to love ketchup so much. So, he had someone buy some tomato seeds and good-quality ketchup, along with seeds for other fruits. With him around, there was no worry about them not growing.
After planting the seeds, Bai Xuan even accelerated their growth. The plants bore fruit without even needing bees for pollination.
And maybe because of Bai Xuan’s spiritual energy, the quality was unbelievably good.
At least, the Pikachu really liked them.
