Bai Ye — a young Taoist raised on Mount Wudang back on Blue Star.
Wudang was one of the leading sects of the Quanzhen Taoist tradition — strict rules, countless precepts, and an atmosphere of serenity and discipline.
Yet, just like Kamar-Taj in the Marvel movies, the place wasn't entirely isolated from modern life.
So yes — internet access was allowed… under "special conditions."
For seventeen years, Bai Ye trained under his master's watchful eye.
But his greatest passion wasn't sword practice or meditation — it was anime.
And among all of them, his absolute favorite was One Piece.
Still, liking an anime and living inside it were two entirely different things.
And Bai Ye had never once imagined he'd end up actually in the One Piece world.
He raised his head, looking again at the people before him —
especially that boy with the straw hat, whose grin was brighter than the sun itself.
If memory serves, that cheerful idiot was destined to become the Fifth Emperor someday.
And beside him stood the pink-haired, bespectacled, chubby kid — Koby —
who, if Bai Ye recalled correctly, would one day become the Marines' greatest double agent… sort of.
Good grief, Bai Ye thought, his scalp tingling. Did I seriously transmigrate right at the very start of the story?!
But that just led to another problem.
He tugged at his tied-back hair and nearly groaned aloud.
Wait. I'm a Wudang disciple. I sleep early, eat clean, no bad habits, no stress… How the hell did I even die?!
Are they just picking transmigrators at random these days?!
He rubbed his temples and tried to remember what had happened before waking up here.
It came back to him in flashes.
That night, his master had called him into the study to show him a strange book —
a tome titled "Daoist Codex" .According to his master, this wasn't just any scripture.
It was written by a legendary figure who'd traveled across every Taoist sect, compiling all their philosophies and techniques.
It contained Wudang's internal alchemy, the Qimen arts of wandering sorcerers, the dual-cultivation methods of Mount Longhu, and even the talisman craft of Maoshan.
His master had said:
"Were it not the end of the Dharma Age, this book would be the supreme Taoist scripture of all time!"
And Bai Ye — apparently — was the rare genius worthy of inheriting it.
No, scratch that.
His master had called him "a once-in-a-century prodigy"… or in his own words, "a monstrous talent."
Then it hit him.
That night, his old master had chatted his ear off for hours, eventually shoving the book into his hands.
Bai Ye had fallen asleep with the Daoist Codex resting beside his pillow.
And when he woke up — here he was.
He slapped his forehead.
That old geezer tricked me!
So this is what they mean by "better him than me," huh?
While Bai Ye was lost in thought, the two remaining pirates in the room were reaching the end of their patience.
They had only wanted a break — maybe to steal a drink.
Now one of their buddies had been knocked out cold, another had his jaw shattered, and these two new weirdos were standing around chatting about "dreams" and "the Pirate King."
And now this third guy appears out of nowhere, mutters some nonsense, and starts staring into space like he's in another dimension.
The pirates exchanged a look — both furious and deeply offended.
Can you people at least pretend we exist?!
The bandana-wearing pirate snapped.
With a snarl, he raised his cutlass and charged straight at Bai Ye.
"Hah! Die, you little brat!"
Bai Ye blinked. Even half-distracted, he could feel the man's killing intent.
He turned his head lazily, eyes narrowing slightly — instinctively assessing his opponent's strength.
Result: Trash. Complete trash.
Before the pirate could even finish his swing, Bai Ye moved.
He sidestepped gracefully, his body flowing like water.
Then, almost casually, his right hand pushed forward — shoulder guiding the elbow, elbow guiding the wrist, a motion honed through ten years of Tai Chi practice.
A perfect Wudang Push Hands strike.
To everyone else, it looked like he'd merely brushed the man aside.
But to the bandana pirate, it felt like his insides were being rearranged.
He'd been hit by Alvida's mace before — and this was worse.
"AAAAGHHHH!!!"
His body bent in half as the air left his lungs.
Eyes bulging, he flew backward and slammed into the bearded pirate behind him — both crashing to the ground in a heap.
BANG!
When the dust settled, only two people were still standing — Bai Ye and Luffy.
Koby, of course, was sitting on the floor, trembling like a leaf.
"Wooooah~~~ Sugoi!!!"
Luffy's eyes sparkled like stars.
"Long-hair guy! That move was awesome!"
"...Long-hair guy?" Bai Ye's mouth twitched.
This idiot just gave me a nickname?!
He almost lost it — but remembering Luffy's personality from the anime, he let it slide.
Straightening his blue robe, Bai Ye clasped his hands and gave a polite nod.
"Bai Ye of Wudang," he said with a faint smile. "A Taoist priest."
"Tao… ist?" Luffy tilted his head, confused.
Even if Taoists existed in this world, Luffy definitely wasn't the one who'd remember.
"Is that something tasty?"
"Where the hell did you hear food in what I just said?!" Bai Ye roared.
"Speaking of food," Luffy added cheerfully, "I'm kinda hungry. Long-hair guy, wanna eat?"
"…You change topics too fast! And I said—my name's Bai Ye!!!"
Five minutes later…
In another storage room on the ship, Luffy was happily munching through an entire barrel of fruit.
Bai Ye sat beside him, eating with more manners — though something felt… off.
His appetite was enormous.
Even compared to Luffy, he was eating almost the same amount.
Wait a second… Did my body change after crossing over?
He thought back to how easily he'd taken down those pirates.
He'd always been confident in his martial arts, but that strike had felt different — far stronger than anything he'd done before.
If my old self could move four ounces to shift a thousand pounds, he mused,
Now I can move a thousand pounds with four ounces.
Even without Tai Chi technique, he could probably knock someone out with a single punch.
And the thought thrilled him.
In this chaotic age of pirates, power was everything.
With absolute strength, even one's "position" stopped mattering.
That's when he remembered the Daoist Codex again — the mysterious book that had probably brought him here.
If his old martial arts training matched the physical combat of this world — like the Navy's Rokushiki techniques or swordsmanship —
then the Codex's higher Taoist spells might be equivalent to Devil Fruits or even Haki — the mystical powers of the One Piece world.
Closing his eyes, Bai Ye focused inward — and sure enough, he could feel something inside his mind.
A faint golden imprint: the Daoist Codex itself.
So this is my golden finger, he realized with a grin.
Just as he was about to explore it further, Luffy let out a satisfied burp and leaned back, his round belly deflating like a balloon.
Then he looked at Bai Ye with a sparkle in his eyes.
"Bai Ye," Luffy said, grinning from ear to ear.
"I've decided! You're joining my crew — as my partner!"
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