Without any hesitation.
He is neither "hypocritically righteous" nor "falsely aloof," everything he thinks and does respects his true nature, and the moment the [Sun] tears through the darkness and leaps into the horizon, it symbolizes "integrity," aiming to "nurture all things" and "save all beings."
Specks of light gathered in the hands of the young man,
[Eclipse] revealed its silhouette, caught single-handedly by Roy, lightly tapping on Gyomei Himejima's shoulders.
The panel prompts...["Ceremony of Investiture" completed....]
[Follower: Gyomei Himejima]
[Constitution: 47 (Note: A normal person's is 1)]
[Nenryoku: None (Pending activation)]
Roy's gaze shifted, comparing the current constitution of Kyojuro Rengoku... Gyomei Himejima's acupoints remain unopened, relying solely on natural great strength, nearly approaching the now-acupoint-opened Kyojuro Rengoku, who constantly enhances his body with [Ren]... The title of "Rock Hashira" and "Chief of the Nine Hashira" is indeed well-deserved...
"Praise the Sun." With the investiture ceremony completed, Roy sheathed his sword, gently helping Gyomei Himejima to his feet. The mist-like feeling in his heart became more and more clear, especially the moment he touched Gyomei Himejima, the young man's gaze stirred, rippling with waves. He vaguely saw a line of causality, one end fastening onto Gyomei Himejima, the other onto himself. The mist in Roy's heart quivered slightly, causing the thin layer, like the paper covering a window, to start trembling, as if about to shatter...
It's both a bond and causality... The illusory line of causality connecting them...
Roy immersed his mind, through this line, indistinctly seeing Gyomei Himejima's past, feeling his joy, his sorrow, his anger, his happiness, his bitterness, his despair... his everything...
At this moment, Gyomei Himejima was like a boiled egg with its shell peeled away, holding no secrets from Roy henceforth.
'I control everything, and can vaguely glimpse into the life and death of followers... just a little more... just a little bit...'
"Hoo~" The thin layer of paper in his heart fluttered in the breeze, seemingly on the verge of breaking in the next second, and Roy, along the line of causality, acutely captured the intense yearning lurking in Gyomei Himejima's heart, wanting to express it but not knowing how... It seemed related to "Divine Power"....
Evidently, even among the gathered Hashira and... Ubuyashiki Kagaya, with the thought of continuing to live, it was hard to suppress a surge of yearning.
He smiled slightly, his hand forming a palm, gently patting Gyomei Himejima's broad chest,
The Nen surged like waves, directly engulfing the towering monk... as if something shattered, Gyomei Himejima heard Roy's voice: "Maintain your mind, try to guide the 'Divine Power' back to yourself."
As the acupoints opened... the milky-white Nen instantly erupted from Gyomei Himejima's center...
The monk felt that the past twenty-three years were spent in vain, shedding the [mortal body] in a single moment, stepping into the world of "Nen," the feeling of the body's treasures being unlocked, was utterly intoxicating...
"Amitabha!" With the chanting of the Buddha's name,
"Pa!" A palm the size of a fan suddenly clapped together.
Duly following Roy's instructions, Gyomei Himejima controlled the flow of Nen back into his body, his blind eyes moved, staring dazedly at the "
of the external world, blurting out: "This is Divine Power."
The Nen storm subsided... Everyone turned their gaze toward him, as if looking at Kyojuro Rengoku, an indescribable feeling emerged, tinged with both envy and awe, feeling that the monk's aura had become even deeper, seemingly the same yet different from before, truly enigmatic,
"Praise the Sun. Congratulations, Xingming." Kyojuro Rengoku stood behind Roy, able to see "Nen" more clearly than others. The Nen storm that had just erupted from Gyomei Himejima's body was even more magnificent than his own awakening... Kyojuro Rengoku was truly happy for Gyomei Himejima.
"All thanks to Lord Eiichiro Oda." Experiencing personally is far different from mere observation. Only through first-hand experience can one truly understand the gap between a "Nen user" and ordinary people. At the very least, Gyomei Himejima felt the immense power continuously welling up within him, compared with his former self just a second ago, revealing a strength that transcended multiple levels, and this was just the opening of the acupoint, without [Ren] to begin refining the body.
[Prompt: Worship and gratitude from follower Gyomei Himejima... "Power Of Faith" +1...]
"Hmm." Roy held the monk's arm, gesturing there was no need for formalities, passing by him, arriving in front of Shinazugawa Sanemi, who once challenged Roy in front of everyone, now lowered his head, not daring to meet Roy's eyes... Clearly, he held a grudge over his "reckless" behavior before...
But that was an expression of an extremely centered heart,
"Step... Step...." The sound of footsteps arose, a pair of straw sandals came into view beneath Shinazugawa Sanemi's downcast eyes.....
The young man's stern face lifted slightly, meeting a pair of gentle eyes, his shoulders sunk slightly, stifled from saying anything, his own body following Gyomei Himejima, a light and gentle palm on his chest, a surge of milky-white energy burst forth.
"No need for words, hold your breath, concentrate and contain the Divine Power..."
Roy's warm words reached Shinazugawa Sanemi's ears, warming the Wind Hashira's heart, his fierce eyes softened somewhat, a rare trace of gentleness was added within.
"Yes!" He said.
Following that... the panel indicated... Ceremony of Investiture successful, "Power Of Faith" +1....
Roy thereby gained another follower, afterwards... Tokitou Muichirou, Tengen Uzui, Kochou Shinobu... even Izuki Kobane, who was jealous because of Mitsuri Kanroji, were all invested in succession, then each had their Acupoints opened by Roy.....
The panel indicated... "Power Of Faith" +1+1+1... and in the blink of an eye accumulated to nine points, leaving only Tomioka Giyu sitting quietly in a corner of the front corridor, dressed in a red, yellow, and green woven haori, with a Nichirin Sword at his waist, watching the young master in silence, patiently awaiting his turn....