Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

The ship set sail, sailing on the calm sea. Without the interference of the Devil's Tree, the magnetic field here was slowly recovering, and the weather was naturally no longer as unpredictable as before.

Mo Xingchen, dressed in casual clothes, stood at the bow facing the wind, dialing a number on Den Den Mushi.

"Bulu Bulu ~ Bulu Bulu~"

"This is the Admiral's office, I'm Luo."

"Luo, notify the admiral of the navy and the vice admiral with real power in the headquarters to return to Marinford and wait for me for a meeting."

"I know, uncle."

"Oh, by the way, call Uncle Zhan Guo and Sister He and ask them to come back as well."

When Luo, who was far away at the Navy Headquarters, heard Mo Xingchen's order, he couldn't help but think to himself that it seemed his uncle was going to do something big this time.

"Yes!"

Just when Mo Xingchen wanted to say something else, the microphone of the Den Den Mushi pierced through his palm and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Luo Manta looked at Mo Xingchen worriedly.

"Sir, you..."

Mo Xingchen raised a hand to stop Romanta from continuing, then pointed at the microphone on the ground.

Romanta immediately understood what he meant and picked up the microphone, then held it to Mo Xingchen's lips.

"Also, have the Shichibukai and Kakashi come to the headquarters for a meeting.

Hmm...let's call Ace, Shanks, Kaido and the others as well.

Just like that, I hung up. "

“Crack!”

When Romanta heard Mo Xingchen say this, he immediately hung up the Den Den Mushi.

"Please call Doragg for me."

Romanta was about to say something, but she had to hold back her words and dial the number.

"Bulu Bulu ~ Bulu Bulu~"

When the call was connected, Mo Xingchen got straight to the point and said:

"Dragon, prepare to take over the World Government."

"Brother Mo, how are things going over there? Have you solved the demon tree? Are you okay?"

Mo Xingchen smiled slightly when he heard Dorag's concern and said softly:

"Yeah, it's okay. Go to the Navy Headquarters and wait for me. I'm hanging up now."

After making a few more phone calls, Mo Xingchen smiled and said to Romanta:

"Go do your own thing. I want to be alone for a while."

"Yes, my lord."

Romanta bowed and left. He was also considered an old man in the Revolutionary Army. Judging from the phone calls Mo Xingchen made just now, he was the King of News, summoning the Navy Generals, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and the Pirate Emperor.

Combined with this trip to Raftel, the Admiral's body was obviously in some way unwell. He looked up at the cloudless sky and muttered to himself:

"The world is going to change~"

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Mo Xingchen just stared at the blue sea, enjoying the breeze. After a long time, he asked in his heart:

"Old Six, now that the Devil Tree has been refined by me, what will happen to the souls in those Devil Fruits?"

"The parasite that loses the nutrients provided by the 'Pseudo World Tree' will fall into a weak state and then dissipate, and the 'Pseudo Law Power' it represents will naturally be reintegrated into this world.

Of course, some extremely powerful parasites may be able to find another way to survive."

Mo Xingchen was relieved after hearing this. It meant that devil fruits would gradually disappear from now on. Perhaps there would be powerful souls like "Nika" that would survive.

But without the supply of the Demon Tree, in this world without spiritual energy, I am afraid that in the end, it will not be able to achieve anything. By then, even if it is piled up with people, it will still be killed.

Nowadays, we can have pure physical strength masters like Garp, Zephyr, and Roger, so it may not be impossible for them to appear in the future.

Every era has its trendsetters, and this is not something you can worry about on your own.

Since the future of this world is generally developing in a good direction, Mo Xingchen is no longer worried and instead asks about his own situation.

"Old Six, I remember that before I came to this world, I saved a child and was hit by a car, so am I traveling in my body or soul?"

"The host is neither a body nor a soul. The host's body is still on the ancestral star..."

Hearing this, Mo Xingchen's heart skipped a beat and he quickly roared in his mind,

"Hey! You're not going to tell me this was just a dream!"

The system's voice sounded again, still very formulaic, without any emotion, like an artificial intelligence.

“Since the host has chosen the cultivation system, he should understand that people have three souls and seven spirits, which dominate the mind and body.

The three souls are Taiguang, Shuangling and Youjing.

The system is not omnipotent and cannot take people across time and space. It just projects the host's soul into this world."

Mo Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't a rubbish ending like The Dream, it would be fine.

He naturally knew about Tai Guang, Shuang Ling, and You Jing, which are the three souls of heaven, earth, and man that people often talk about.

Western medicine generally determines whether a person is dead or not based on brain death. However, from the perspective of Taoist medicine, true death occurs only when the soul and fetal light leave the body.

This is why some people in real life are miraculously resurrected in funeral homes after being declared dead by the hospital.

The earth soul, the Shuangling, usually determines a person's wisdom, reaction, and perception of heaven and earth. Generally, if there is a problem with the Shuangling, the person will become demented, and people without the Shuangling...

So, I am a vegetable now??!

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But Mo Xingchen was quite open-minded and began to comfort himself, thinking, "Forget it, it's just a vegetable, as long as he's not dead."

Besides, I have already started to cultivate. When I finish my studies, won’t I be the Dragon King of the City when I return? The Return of the God of War?

and many more!

I've been here for 24 years! I'm afraid my body will stink when I go back!

"Old Six! Now that you have energy, can we go back?"

"The system does not recommend that the host return to the ancestral star at this moment, because the spiritual energy of the ancestral star is now exhausted, which is not conducive to the host's cultivation."

"But if I don't go back, my real body might be taken away and cremated!"

Perhaps he understood what his host was worried about, so he patiently explained:

"Please rest assured, host. Although the spiritual energy of the Ancestral Star is exhausted at this time, the Great Dao is still perfect. Therefore, one year in the small world is only one day in the Ancestral Star."

Mo Xingchen was no longer anxious now, and his heart finally settled down. In this way, only 24 days had passed in the real world, less than a month.

Even though his elder brother Mo Bai is not a wealthy business tycoon, he should not have any problems supporting a vegetative state like him for another twenty or thirty years.

So the saying "one day in heaven is one year on earth" is not an exaggeration.

The higher the world, the slower the flow of time. This is why there are such legendary stories passed down from ancient times, such as Peach Blossom Spring and the Lan Ke Chess Game.

Perhaps even what the ancients wrote about the blink of an eye, was not a romantic sentiment, but a true realistic style.

However, Mo Xingchen had had enough of the pain of not having the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so he asked expectantly:

"Old Six, where are we going next? The Great World of Primordial Desolation?"

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