One Piece: The Strongest Asura

Zhuo Luo felt an unprecedented excitement, like a child receiving their favorite toy. He saw a clear path to becoming stronger. This time, the cost seemed to be nothing more than perseverance. As long as he stayed the course, he could achieve results through training. Zhuo Luo firmly believed that one day, he could face that despicable Kuma again—and this time, he would not repeat his past failure!

"The resources and techniques in your hands right now are incredibly important, but remember, never act on your own. Especially when you encounter something you don't understand, you must inform me. Don't recklessly experiment; if you lose control, it could cost you your life. So, be cautious, do you hear me?"

The head of the Zhuo family expressed his concerns. He feared that Zhuo Luo might act rashly, given his reckless nature. After all, this young man had once dared to challenge a Level 1 swordsman with no real understanding of combat. Such audacious behavior was why it was not hard to imagine him doing something equally insane again.

Right now, Zhuo Luo was the person the Zhuo family cared about most. Their future relied on him. Only he had the potential to change their fate. Zhuo Luo might be an unruly figure, but he was also undeniably a prodigy with immense potential—a rare and formidable talent.

"I understand. Don't worry; I still have many things to accomplish. I won't let myself die so easily. That would be irresponsible to myself," Zhuo Luo replied confidently.

He knew very well that dying now would be a waste of his current existence. He still needed to find his crew, explore the New World, meet even stronger adversaries, and become the world's greatest swordsman.

"That's good. If you can master Qi within a month, I will allow you to explore the outside world. Staying cooped up at home all the time can't be enjoyable, can it?"

The head of the Zhuo family saw a bit of his younger self in Zhuo Luo—a brash young man who feared nothing and was willing to do anything to grow stronger. Seeing his descendant carry on this spirit brought him a sense of comfort.

"I understand. You can focus on managing your affairs without worry. I promise I won't let you down. I will become immensely powerful! The Zhuo family has given me so much; I won't let it fall."

Zhuo Luo's eyes sparkled with determination. He had decided to protect the Zhuo family at all costs. Though he had no real ties to this family, the body he now inhabited had connections to them, and this was a debt he intended to repay.

"That's the spirit. Do your best!"

The family head left with a final word of encouragement, leaving Zhuo Luo alone with his thoughts. He knew the world wouldn't stop turning just because he was training. Many others were fighting, dying, and evolving, each pursuing their own destinies.

Meanwhile, in the inner quarters of the City Lord's Mansion, a figure dressed like an assassin reported, "City Lord, a Level 1 swordsman has been killed recently within the city. He was from our continent."

If Zhuo Luo were here, he would feel the overwhelming aura radiating from this assassin—a presence far stronger than his father's. Yet, standing before the city lord, even this formidable assassin seemed humble and insignificant.

"What? Someone dared to kill a swordsman from our continent in my domain? It seems the people of the Old Continent are planning rebellion. Have you identified the culprit?"

A cold, oppressive voice echoed through the room. It carried an undeniable authority, as if its owner could decide the life and death of anyone present. The speaker was none other than the Lord of Beigu, the strongest in Annan City and a Level 10 swordsman.

Lord Beigu was a terrifying figure. His swordsmanship was said to be able to slice through iron effortlessly—a basic capability for a Level 10 swordsman. Facing him in battle meant risking the very destruction of one's blade. Ruthless and ambitious, he had even harmed his own kin to seize power. Under his reign, the Old Continent's residents had been subdued, their resistance nearly extinguished.

Even his subordinates feared him. Despite his elegant appearance—fair skin, a straight nose, and deep blue eyes—he was a maniacal tyrant, a handsome yet dangerous individual.

"So far, we've only learned that the swordsman fought a young man before his death. From what I gather, that young man seems to be connected to the Zhuo family," the assassin reported cautiously.

"The Zhuo family again..." Lord Beigu's voice grew colder. "Investigate thoroughly. Even if the Zhuo family isn't directly involved, find a reason to deal with them!"

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