Chapter 289: Training Method
The roar pierced through the thick walls of the imperial city, ignoring all distance, echoing directly into the hearts of millions.
They had never heard such audacious words before.
Words they had never dared to even imagine slammed into their numb hearts like a meteor.
It was like a devil's whisper, yet it carried a strange charm—an intoxicating wave that reignited the spark of hope they thought long extinguished.
What... is this feeling?
In their homes, forced back by the Imperial Guards and City Watch, commoners placed trembling hands over their chests, feeling the wild thumping of their own hearts.
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"This guy..."
In an instant, Budo grasped the young man's true purpose.
He wasn't simply here to make noise.
He was recruiting. Stirring the hearts of the people. Spreading the seed of rebellion.
This wasn't some rich merchant's delusion. This was the calculated, strategic, and dangerous work of an organized force trying to steal the nation.
"But do you really think you can get away with it?"
Budo stared at the blood-soaked white-haired youth.
"Or… are you just a sacrificial pawn?" he muttered under his breath. "But if someone this strong is just a pawn… then the power behind him must be unimaginable."
More soldiers poured in by the moment. Elite imperial weapon users. Monks from the Royal Fist Temple. Even some of the Empire's most secretive units had begun to gather.
If this continued, not even General Esdeath might be able to stop this siege.
Was this youth confident enough to believe he could overcome even that?
Or… had he never planned to survive?
These questions spun in Budo's mind like storm winds. But there was no answer—unless he survived to see the end.
Budo, a warrior through and through, saw only victory or defeat. He did not consider what came after.
He never asked what would become of the people if the empire fell.
But Ryosuke—they were thinking far beyond that.
They didn't just want to conquer the country.
They wanted the people to accept them, from the bottom of their hearts.
Only by doing that could they gain a workforce devoted to Hyuga, and transform this world into something greater.
Budo wouldn't understand that. Neither would the rest of this world.
"This thief is too vicious!"
Within the imperial palace, the young emperor stood at the window, peering through a spyglass beside a rotund, well-dressed man.
"Why hasn't Budo taken action yet?" he asked anxiously. "That man's already killed enough soldiers to pile into a mountain!"
"Just a few soldiers," the Imperial Minister replied, stuffing another greasy piece of roast meat into his mouth.
"The conscription order's already been issued. There's plenty of cannon fodder in the capital."
He dabbed at his mouth with a silk handkerchief and continued calmly, "Budo likely isn't confident he can defeat the man directly. So he's sacrificing troops to wear him down. He's always been that way—an inflexible soldier who'd sacrifice anything for orders."
The emperor frowned. "But… these soldiers are still lives."
"They'll get their pensions," the minister said offhandedly. "If His Majesty wishes to show compassion, perhaps allocate more from the treasury. Their families will be grateful. And the public… more loyal."
The boy emperor brightened.
"Oh! That's a great idea. Let's do that!"
"Of course."
The minister smiled thinly, eyes glinting. "But let's talk about General Budo"
His voice lowered with disdain as he glanced down at the battlefield.
"Useless. If it were General Esdeath, she would've acted long ago. That woman fears nothing—even in the face of death."
"I told Your Majesty before—summon her back to the capital."
The young emperor hesitated. "But many court officials protested. They say the borders will collapse without her…"
"Other generals can handle the borders," the minister interrupted, his voice stern now.
"You've seen the chaos here. The capital is no longer safe. Losing a few frontier cities means nothing."
"You, Your Majesty, are the soul of this empire. As long as you live, the empire endures."
He leaned in.
"So please… for your safety—recall General Esdeath."
The young emperor, moved by the minister's solemn tone, nodded.
"Then… summon her."
"Excellent." The minister's smile returned.
"Have General Esdeath return and appoint her Supreme Commander. Let her take charge of the City Guard, Imperial Guard, and Royal Palace Guard."
Understanding dawned in the emperor's eyes, and he nodded once more.
"I believe," the minister said confidently, "that General Esdeath will protect the dignity of the royal family."
They turned from the window, retreating deeper into the palace.
Neither spared another thought for the soldiers dying outside.
To the emperor, born into luxury and raised above all, sympathy was a passing breeze.
Whether soldiers, generals, or ministers—none of their lives truly mattered.
Only the image and power of the royal family did.
"We have to save him."
Far from the palace, atop a towering clocktower overlooking the chaotic city, a silver-haired woman watched the chaos below, her eyes calm yet determined.
Najenda, the leader of Night Raid, slowly removed her cigarette, grinding it beneath her boot heel.
"No matter what that boy's plans are… anyone who speaks with such righteousness must not die here."
She turned sharply to her team.
"Brand, Leone. Infiltrate the soldiers and look for a chance to extract him."
"Lubbock, Hill. Plan a retreat route."
"Mine, you're on ranged support. Akame, protect her."
"Move out—now."
Like shadows, the members of Night Raid vanished into the wind.
Boom!
Just as they landed, the ground shook violently.
From the heart of the Imperial Capital came a roar louder than anything before it.
A figure burst skyward, blood trailing from his robes like a banner.
His voice, infused with chakra and fury, resounded like the wrath of heaven:
"Imperial City! One day, I—Hyuga—will level this place and let the sun shine upon this land again!"
The deafening roar echoed once more, reverberating throughout the entire imperial capital—loud and clear in every ear.
"What was that?"
Members of Night Raid, who had been preparing to rescue Ryosuke, stood in stunned silence as they watched his blood-soaked figure rise high into the air.
Budo, who had been preparing to regroup his forces for a final siege, froze in place.
"Archers, fire!"
"Artillery—take the shot!"
Without hesitation, Budo gave the order.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Steel balls tore into the sky as cannons fired in succession. Arrows soared like a blackened storm cloud, filling the heavens.
The dense barrage engulfed Ryosuke's figure—but in the eyes of every soldier, in every force watching from the shadows of the capital…
He vanished.
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At that same moment, in the southern regions of the empire—
A rebel force under the Hyuga banner had begun to gather disaster victims and refugees at an astonishing pace.
While eliminating foreign raiders, they were also executing corrupt officials with long-standing records of abuse. The uprising had begun.
Ryosuke wasn't the only one who came into this world.
While he stormed into the imperial capital under the Hyuga name, the rest of the Hyuga operatives had already begun their assignments.
One faction launched an open revolt in the south, recruiting warriors and revolutionaries, capturing city after city under the Hyuga flag.
Another scouted for rare materials—imperial weapons, artillery, forging tech, and dangerous species.
Others gathered intelligence, laying the groundwork for Huyga's infiltration and dominance.
And a final group worked behind the scenes, crafting history.
After all, the Hyuga clan didn't exist in this world.
But in chaotic times, that hardly mattered.
As long as their narrative was consistent—as long as the movement came from the common people—no one would care about the truth.
The poor didn't ask about bloodlines. They only followed those who could lead them out of suffering.
History is written by the victors.
And the Hyuga… had no intention of losing.
Within just one month, their plans had taken root across the Empire.
"Now… it's my turn."
Ryosuke slowly shifted his gaze from the simulation sandbox in front of him to a towering stack of books on the far side of the room.
These weren't ordinary books. They were rare texts recovered from the imperial treasury using space-time manipulation—manuals of priceless knowledge.
After leaving the capital, Ryosuke hadn't gone to rally supporters as he had proclaimed.
Instead, he retreated to a remote town near the capital to prepare.
The Hyuga clan's development in this world had begun—but that was the responsibility of the others.
Ryosuke's role was not tactical execution.
He was the trump card, reserved only for critical, game-changing moments.
The overall command fell to Hyuga Hizashi, the appointed supreme commander.
He would coordinate the uprisings, direct operations, recruit from this world, and conquer strongholds step by step.
Hinata, the current clan head, remained in the Ninja World.
Hiashi, the retired patriarch, hadn't crossed over either. Despite Hyuga's growing power, their resources were still limited. Most of their elite had already been sent to this world.
The ninja world, meanwhile, had been left playing a desperate bluff—an empty city strategy.
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"Qi…"
Ryosuke clenched his palm.
A powerful surge of blood energy suddenly burst within his body, transforming into a stream of Qi.
Having already reached a high level of physical cultivation, Ryosuke quickly adapted the training methods recorded in the Empire's ancient manuals, converting his chakra-based system to this world's blood-and-will-based energy form.
Unlike chakra, which fused spiritual and physical energy, Qi in this world was forged purely from flesh, blood, and internal will.
The method was simple, but profound:
Use internal Qi as fuel. Use the body as a furnace. Refine the organs. Temper the bones. Unlock the body's hidden potential.
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A strong body was the foundation for wielding Teigu.
Only the physically elite could survive the power of dangerous-species-based weapons.
And the stronger your body—the deeper your connection with the Teigu—the more devastating your control over it.
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Still, Ryosuke shook his head.
He retracted the Qi and converted it back into chakra.
This energy wasn't weaker than chakra—but it didn't suit him.
His techniques, his bloodline abilities, his style of battle—all revolved around chakra. Qi might be pure, but it couldn't activate his jutsu or ninjutsu-based techniques.
Still… that didn't mean it lacked value.
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The blood and Qi within his body surged again as Ryosuke began circulating it using the methods described in the manuals.
Though differences in physique existed between worlds, no one understood human anatomy better than the Hyuga.
Within moments, Ryosuke had fully deciphered the method and adapted it for his own use.
His Qi and blood surged through his meridians and acupoints, crashing like rivers and battering through internal blockages.
Heat poured from the opened meridians, flooding into his limbs and strengthening his cells.
The long-dormant sensation of bodily refinement returned.
The Qi and blood method truly had value—it allowed further refinement of his body.
This world might not be stronger than the world of pirates… but its martial systems, forging methods, and training regimens were far more complete.
While One Piece's world relied on intuition and raw effort, this Empire had cultivated true martial traditions over centuries.
A country with a recorded history stretching back a thousand years…
Even though it was now rotting under corruption, it had once stood at the pinnacle of civilization.
They had spent that time doing what other worlds never had the time to do:
They preserved and refined martial legacies.
So why are they weaker than ninja?
Simple.
Different physiology. Different thought patterns.
Limited imagination.
Had Hyuga never produced a prodigy like Ryosuke… they might never have discovered the true potential of their own bloodline.
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