Rowan slowly said, "Devil Fruits. That is the only method you have to fight against demons and monsters."
Hearing this, Asuna could not help rolling her eyes. She had originally thought Rowan would have some profound insight, but this was it?
She had really gotten her hopes up for nothing.
Did she not know Devil Fruits could fight demons and monsters? She knew that far too well. She also knew that most Devil Fruits attacked on a physical level and were not very effective against demons and monsters.
There were very few fruits that could harm monsters like evil spirits and cursed spirits.
Among them, the Hollow-Hollow Fruit and the Soul-Soul Fruit were the most effective.
Aside from those, there was also the Revive-Revive Fruit. Its attacks carried the chill of Yomi and could also strike evil spirits and cursed spirits. But the Revive-Revive Fruit had one difficulty: the user had to die once before the fruit's power could be activated.
She had already died once and truly did not want to die a second time.
As for the Hollow-Hollow Fruit and Soul-Soul Fruit, one had been eaten by Ghost Princess Perona, and the other by Emperor Charlotte Linlin. Both already had their own owners.
Getting those two fruits would be harder than climbing to the heavens.
"Who told you it would be harder than climbing to the heavens?"
Rowan said that Asuna's analysis was correct, but she had overlooked one premise.
"What premise?" Asuna asked curiously.
"That is, you're underestimating me far too much."
Rowan proudly told Asuna that ever since he entered the One Piece world, he had punched the Four Emperors, kicked Imu, destroyed the Holy Land Mary Geoise, exterminated the Celestial Dragons, and turned the entire One Piece world upside down.
Even Vegapunk had been dragged over by him to work overtime day and night, ultimately cracking Paramecia and Zoan Devil Fruits completely, achieving replication and mass production.
It was just the Soul-Soul Fruit. He could have as many as he wanted.
"Huh?"
Asuna was shocked, but she did not doubt Rowan's words. After all, the fact that Yamato from the Beasts Pirates and Smoothie from the Big Mom Pirates had followed Rowan around, serving him at his beck and call, was ironclad proof.
Moreover, Rowan could even revive the dead. That alone was enough to shock the world.
Overthrowing the World Government did not seem that unbelievable.
A transmigrator, after all. Those who knew, knew.
In any case, Asuna had never read about a light novel transmigrator who did not have a cheat. Without a cheat, how were they supposed to play?
Cross over just to die?
Since Rowan had a large number of Soul-Soul Fruits, Asuna stopped being polite and asked Rowan for one. She ate it. After all, she already owed Rowan so much that she could never repay him. She did not mind owing him one more Devil Fruit.
At worst, she would repay him with her body… no, with her life.
After eating the Soul-Soul Fruit, Asuna quickly mastered how to use it. It was like how humans naturally knew how to breathe. It was an instinct that came from the body.
Of course, knowing how to use it did not mean she could use it well. After all, the many abilities of the Soul-Soul Fruit still needed to be developed.
Even so, when Asuna looked at the surrounding evil spirits, it was as if she were looking at stray dogs by the roadside.
Her intuition told her that these evil spirits posed no threat to her at all.
The Soul-Soul Fruit naturally restrained these evil spirits.
As long as she wanted, she could knead these evil spirits into whatever shape she desired at any time.
Just as Rowan thought Asuna would swell with confidence and rush over to fight the surrounding evil spirits for three hundred rounds to prove how strong she was, Asuna forcibly suppressed that impulse.
Instead, as if blessed with sudden insight, she began extracting cursed energy. Within half an hour, she successfully extracted cursed energy and became a genuine jujutsu sorcerer.
This was indeed quite rare. Even Rowan could not help giving her a thumbs-up.
No wonder Asuna in the novel could succeed, transforming from a terrified young lady into the Flash, Asuna. This strength of character alone was already precious.
"Thank you."
After extracting cursed energy, Asuna immediately let out a sigh of relief and sincerely expressed her thanks to Rowan. Ever since eating the Soul-Soul Fruit, Asuna had been able to sense the existence of souls.
It was precisely because of this that she could extract cursed energy in such a short time.
After all, joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, worry, grief, and fear… humanity's seven emotions and six desires originally corresponded to the so-called three souls and seven spirits.
That was why Asuna could extract cursed energy and become a jujutsu sorcerer.
Of course, becoming a jujutsu sorcerer did not mean Asuna could now rest easy, but at the very least, when facing cursed spirits and evil spirits, she now had the ability to protect herself.
"No need to be polite."
Rowan lightly waved his hand and asked, "What do you plan to do about the Heiwa-kai?"
Although Tanaka Asahi, the mastermind who had caused Asuna's death, was already dead,
the chairman of the Heiwa-kai—the man who had personally written Asuna's name on that notebook page—was still alive.
If he discovered that Asuna was not dead, he would definitely find it strange.
Once this guy reported the matter to the Star Religious Group, the Star Religious Group would very likely come looking for trouble with Asuna.
Asuna's peaceful days would absolutely be gone forever.
Asuna understood this too. If the chairman of the Heiwa-kai did not die, her troubles would continue one after another. But asking her to kill the Heiwa-kai chairman herself—she did not have that courage.
That was killing someone.
Seeing Asuna's conflicted expression, Rowan sighed and said, "Forget it. Let Medea handle it for you."
Medea nodded. She did not have Asuna's indecisiveness. She had long since grown accustomed to killing. To her, killing someone was like stepping on an ant passing by. There would be no psychological burden at all.
"I'll be back soon, Master."
Rowan gave a hum. "Sorry to trouble you, Medea."
"No need to be polite."
Medea smiled faintly. Her body turned into a swarm of butterflies and vanished before Rowan.
Hearing the sound of Medea disappearing, Asuna furrowed her brows, her fingers rubbing back and forth uneasily.
"Wouldn't this trouble Miss Medea too much? This is clearly my matter."
Rowan patted her head. Her smooth hair was unbelievably silky, like silk itself, and felt wonderful to the touch. It made him somewhat reluctant to let go.
"Since you know you've troubled Medea, then after Medea comes back, thank her properly. Be sincere."
Asuna's face reddened. She gave a hum and agreed.
At the same time, when Medea arrived at the Heiwa-kai,
the Heiwa-kai's headquarters was already in ruins. It looked as if something had bombed it. There were pits everywhere, along with broken buildings.
The Heiwa-kai members had suffered heavy losses.
The chairman of the Heiwa-kai was being held by the neck by a tall man wearing a black uniform, a black blindfold, and with a head of white hair. He seemed to be interrogating him for information.
Medea hovered in the sky more than a hundred meters away, quietly watching the Heiwa-kai's miserable state.
It seemed someone had attacked the Heiwa-kai before she arrived.
Was it that white-haired blindfolded man?
Who was he?
Why had he attacked the Heiwa-kai? Was he silencing witnesses, or was there another reason?
Medea's eyes flickered. She decided to test him.
…
Let us rewind time to more than ten minutes earlier.
The chairman of the Heiwa-kai, who was drinking tea in his own territory, received a message that made his hair stand on end.
"Igarashi is dead."
When the Heiwa-kai chairman saw this message, he was shocked and immediately logged into the secret app, calling for Igarashi.
"Stop calling. Didn't I already tell you? He's dead."
"Dead? What happened? Didn't he go investigate the Shinomiya Group?" the Heiwa-kai chairman asked in confusion.
"He died precisely because he went to investigate the Shinomiya Group," the informant replied.
"Huh?"
The Heiwa-kai chairman could not help frowning and quickly sent a message.
"Something's wrong. Very wrong. Given that guy's level of caution, he shouldn't have been discovered by the Shinomiya family so quickly."
After all, they had only sent Igarashi to investigate the Shinomiya family yesterday.
As a result, Igarashi was dead today. His death was far too careless.
Based on what he knew about Igarashi, that guy was absolutely not the reckless type.
Nor would he easily be discovered by the Shinomiya family.
"What exactly happened?"
The informant replied, "That guy had bad luck. When he was investigating the Shinomiya family, a jujutsu sorcerer from Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School happened to be at the Shinomiya family. He caught Gojo Satoru's attention and was discovered."
"Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School?"
The Heiwa-kai chairman had certainly heard of that name, but what he did not understand was why a jujutsu sorcerer from that school would go to the Shinomiya family.
The informant continued replying, "The reason is actually simple. You know Shinomiya Oko, right? Yesterday, at Totsuki Resort, he offended some mysterious guy. After returning, he fell ill."
"So he suspected he had been cursed and hurriedly contacted the higher-ups of the jujutsu world after going back."
"Those rotten old men in the jujutsu world, seeing that the other party had money, handed this matter over to Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School."
"So Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School sent their trump card, Gojo Satoru, to the Shinomiya family."
"And by coincidence, Igarashi came to investigate the Shinomiya family and was discovered by Gojo Satoru."
"So that's how it was."
The Heiwa-kai chairman suddenly understood, but he still felt something was wrong.
The next second, he abruptly realized it.
"No, wait. Why do you know about this? And why do you know it in such detail?"
If Igarashi had truly been killed by that guy Gojo Satoru, then others should not know about this matter.
Why did his companion know everything so clearly?
He even knew the reason Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School had sent Gojo Satoru to the Shinomiya family.
That did not fit his companion at all.
The other party did not have the brains or the ability to investigate such detailed information.
The next second, his phone dinged.
His companion had replied with another message.
The instant the Heiwa-kai chairman saw that message, his scalp went numb, his hands and feet turned cold, and even his breathing stopped.
"Have you considered the possibility that I'm Gojo Satoru?"
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