Old Man Whitebeard looked at the pill Arthur offered. His eyes studied it carefully for a brief moment. He didn't hesitate or question its authenticity. He trusted the emperor completely. He trusted Arthur even more. Years of service had built absolute faith.
"Thank you, Your Highness," Whitebeard said. His voice carried genuine gratitude. He reached out and took the pill from the jade bottle. It sat in his palm, glowing softly. He swallowed it immediately without any ceremony or preparation.
The effect was instant. Whitebeard's eyes closed as he entered deep meditation. His entire body went still. His breathing slowed to almost nothing. His body began glowing with a soft golden light that spread from his core outward. The light grew brighter with each passing second.
