One Piece: My Monster Girls Have Become Beasts?

Chapter 193 Cultivation + Play! Time flies, and even the cannon fodder have started cultivating.

Chapter 193 Cultivation + Play! Time flies, and even the cannon fodder have started cultivating.

On Beehive Island, after confirming that new monster girls had begun to spawn, Brian enjoyed a moment of peace and began his "daily training."

"Lamia, call all your sisters over here." Brian stood up and dusted himself off.

"Yes, Master!"

Soon, the monster girls under Brian's command who were still on Beehive Island gathered at the training ground behind the manor.

Led by the only remaining mythical beast-type monster girl, Hellhound Girl, followed by four ancient-type monster girls—two snake girls, Ice Elf Girl Coco, and Panda Girl Tuanrong—and a group of more than ten ordinary-type monster girls.

When the centaur girl Leona and the fire rat girl Agni returned to the base island, they took two dragon girls with them. The four of them made it easier for them to move around, and their strength was also formidable enough.

With their strength, mastering the Ryuo form would be quite quick for them, unlike ordinary monster girls who would find it much more difficult.

Brian looked at these beautiful yet dangerous monster girls and a smile appeared on his lips.

"The essence of Ryuo (flowing cherry blossom) lies not in smashing, but in penetrating." Now, I will teach you how to release this power using every part of your body.

For the rest of the day, Brian's yard was filled with laughter and heart-pounding crashes.

That was Brian instilling the optimized "Magic Flowing Sakura" technique from the head maid into the physical memories of these monster girls through actual combat.

This life of getting stronger while having fun is the only enjoyable thing Brian found in the hellish start of the Rocks Pirates.

While Brian was playing and training with the monster girls, Flame Flower and Peony were communicating in the nearby dense forest.

Both of them had changed into light training clothes, and the sweat that flowed through them soaked their clothes, outlining their breathtaking curves.

"That Brian—why is there always such a commotion at his estate?" Flameflower wiped her brow and looked in the direction of Brian's mansion with some confusion.

Peony exhaled a smoke ring and laughed with interest, "Men, well, they always like excitement. But don't underestimate him. I bet that on the entire island, besides Rocks, he's the fastest at mastering the Ryuo technique."

"Why?" Flame Flower asked, puzzled.

"Because he has something we don't have." Peony's eyes deepened. "It's called a 'system.' Look at the girls he keeps; although they seem to be playing around, every breath, every movement, is precisely in sync with the rhythm of his domineering aura. Even Rocks might not have this kind of teaching ability."

Flameflower fell silent. Looking at the notebook in her hand, she suddenly felt the burden on her shoulders grow even heavier.

"The future of Amazon Lily cannot rely on brute force alone," she said softly, her eyes hardening.

"Yes, that's what I think too." Peony nodded. It would be difficult to find a way out by brute force alone, especially since they were from a women's kingdom, where they were not naturally at a great advantage in terms of brute strength.

The two generations of Queens of the Women's Kingdom easily reached a consensus on the future development and cultivation direction of the kings. The Flowing Cherry Blossom Training Method in their hands will also be sent back to the country for the people to cultivate.

Time flies, and four months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Beehive Island, an island that was already famous before the Great Pirate Era, is now shrouded in a suffocating shadow.

Viewed from above, the entire island presents a bizarre and grotesque skull shape. Dark purple volcanic ash constantly spews from its enormous, naturally formed eye sockets, as if the skull is still breathing defiantly.

At the "teeth" part of this skull, which is also the island's largest natural harbor—Skull Harbor—hundreds of huge pirate ships are quietly moored on the dark sea.

The seawater here is not deep blue, but a dark red mixed with blood and rust, the traces left by countless pirate battles. Every inch of the beach is buried with more than one fragment of an unnamed pirate's bone.

However, in the past four months, this once wild paradise filled with fighting, alcohol, and unrestrained laughter has fallen into a morbid silence.

This silence wasn't the deathly stillness of an empty place, but rather a stifling oppression born from extreme repression. If you walked the streets of Skull Harbor, you would hear a dense, muffled rumble, the sound of tens of thousands of pirates simultaneously wielding their weapons...

The sound of grinding against the body.

Under Rocks's strong push, the entire Rocks Pirates entered an unprecedented "pre-battle silence period".

"Hoo-ha—hoo-ha"

On the rocky wasteland on the southern side of the island, thousands of cannon fodder pirates belonging to the lowest level of the Rocks Pirates were undergoing inhuman training under the scorching midday sun, shirtless.

Their backs were sunburnt and peeling, dark red blood mixed with sweat, sliding down their strong muscle lines and evaporating on the scorching ground with a pungent, fishy smell.

Each of them had a huge seastone chain wrapped around their waist, contraband that Lox had plundered from the black market and the battlefield using his privileges.

Although these pirates were not Devil Fruit users, the special energy field emitted by Seastone was still subtly suppressing their physical limits, forcing them to squeeze out a trace of elusive Haki even in extreme exhaustion.

"Too slow! Everything is too slow!"

A delicate shout echoed across the wasteland, like a thunderclap.

That was a monster girl instructor under Brian's command—a sheep girl.

Despite her seemingly soft and cute appearance, she carried no whip, yet every pirate who passed by felt a chill run down their spine. This was because the sheep-girl's eyes shimmered with a pale purple light—the nascent form of "Flowing Sakura," personally trained by Brian.

"My master said that the sea does not believe in tears, but only in strength." The sheep girl leaped up, her body as light as a feather, and landed steadily on the shoulder of a pirate known as the "One-Eyed Giant".

The giant pirate, nearly five meters tall, shuddered violently, his knees buckled, and he nearly collapsed onto the pile of rubble.

"Instructor—I've swung the knife 30,000 times, and my hands are numb—" The one-eyed giant's voice was extremely hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"No sensation? That's perfect, it means your body is ready to receive a purer power." The sheep girl sneered, her slender fingers gently tapping the giant's forehead.

hum!

A visible ripple of pale purple spread outwards. The one-eyed giant let out a shrill scream as he felt a violent energy, not his own, rushing up his forehead and into his meridians. It was Mina forcibly guiding the flow of qi and blood within his body.

"Hold on! Lord Rocks' ship has no need for useless cowards who can't even endure this much pain!"

This brutal, almost self-destructive training was being conducted in every corner of Beehive Island.

Although the pirates were terrified, none of them dared to run away. They knew that in the face of the various "supervisory squads" sent out by Rocks, running away meant being torn to shreds instantly, and the damsel-shaped girl was just one of them.

More importantly, the man sits in the skull temple at the center of the island.

That monster, Rocks D. Giebeck, whose very name could stop the ocean from flowing.