Chapter 1: We all arrived a bit early

Pirate World, "Holy Land" Mary Geoise.

In the pitch-black dungeon, Chu Yang listened to the wails echoing from outside his cell, his heart feeling exceptionally heavy.

It had been less than a month since he transmigrated into this world. Having taken on the appearance of a young boy, Chu Yang had been kidnapped by human traffickers and sold to the Sabaody Archipelago, only to be selected by the Celestial Dragons to become a slave.

Damn it, what rotten luck.

Others transmigrate with systems, living the high life, but he was about to have the "Hoof of the Soaring Dragon" branded onto his body.

I suppose this counts as leaving behind a local specialty.

The smell of burning flesh wafting through the air made Chu Yang extremely tense. Even though he had spent years grinding through society before his transmigration, he still couldn't remain calm.

In the cell next to Chu Yang’s, there were three girls of similar age. Compared to Chu Yang, they were much calmer, appearing as if they were accustomed to this.

The three sisters had hair of completely different colors.

The one with the largest build had green hair, while the tall and slender one had brown hair.

The girl with the most petite frame but the strongest presence, looking every bit like a boss, had black hair.

"Kid, you're new, right? Remember, if you get taken out later, no matter what happens, you must endure it. Don't scream, or if you annoy those guys, you'll end up in a miserable state!"

Among the three girls, the petite black-haired girl spoke with a serious expression. She warned Chu Yang, and Chu Yang nodded to acknowledge her kindness.

The girl’s ice-cold, stern expression softened slightly.

As the wails outside gradually faded, the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere eased a little, and the girls began to chat with Chu Yang.

"Kid, what's your name?"

"My name is Chu Yang. Could you please stop calling me 'kid'? You don't look much older than me!"

"Chu Yang? What a strange name, it's such a mouthful. My name is Boa Hancock. You can call me Big Sister Hancock, kid!"

Hancock emphasized "kid" once again, seemingly trying to provoke Chu Yang on purpose, but Chu Yang had no heart to argue with her about it.

Hancock?! The Pirate Empress?

Looking at the young Empress who was still a slave in Mary Geoise, Chu Yang understood the timeline he was in. It was at least 13 years before the official start of the plot. As for the exact year, it would depend on when "Fisher Tiger" the hero burned down the Holy Land.

With the defenses of Mary Geoise, Chu Yang escaping from here would be harder than ascending to heaven.

Thinking of this, Chu Yang’s face couldn't help but turn ugly.

This feeling of being at the mercy of others, with his life and fate entirely in someone else's hands, was truly unbearable.

Just as Chu Yang was planning to fish for more information from Hancock, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching from afar.

It was the jailers!

They were coming to leave the "Hoof of the Soaring Dragon" brand on Chu Yang.

Hancock’s expression changed as well, and she reminded him urgently once more: "Chu Yang, you must hold on."

A forced smile tugged at Chu Yang’s pale face.

With a "bang," the cell door was kicked open, and a tall, burly man walked out of the darkness.

The man was dressed in a black uniform, his head covered by a black cloth, looking exactly like an executioner from ancient Western times.

Chu Yang took a deep breath, trying his best not to show a cowardly expression.

Without a word, the jailer picked Chu Yang up like a chick, sneered as he looked him up and down, and then led him out of the cell.

Hancock stared fixedly at their retreating backs; she didn't want this boy who had just arrived to meet with an accident.

Over the years, many slaves had been tortured to death due to the jailers' "whims."

Most of them were ordinary humans like Chu Yang.

Because other races were relatively precious to the Celestial Dragons, the jailers would face severe punishment if even one of them was lost.

In a state of panic, Chu Yang was hung up by a group of jailers. Beside him was a furnace emitting sparks, containing a red-hot branding iron.

The jailer picked up the iron and walked toward him with a ferocious look.

Chu Yang stared fixedly at him, like a dying beast. At this moment, all fear was replaced by anger and hatred.

"I've seen many eyes like yours, and their ends were never good!" The jailer sneered, raised the iron, and pressed the scorching metal fiercely against Chu Yang’s chest.

The burn was only a matter of an instant, but the excruciating pain that followed was indescribable.

As the jailer applied more pressure, the iron sank into Chu Yang’s chest. The pain made Chu Yang’s body go rigid, and he trembled all over.

An unknown willpower surged from somewhere, preventing Chu Yang from screaming out loud. He kept staring at the jailer, his eyes gradually turning a deep, blood-red.

That hysterical madness caused panic to rise in the jailer’s heart!

The iron in his hand loosened, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

By the time he regained his senses, he realized that Chu Yang had already passed out.

"Heh, thought he was so tough, but he fainted so easily!"

While the jailer mocked him, Chu Yang’s soul arrived at a mysterious palace.

The palace was majestic and grand, though a closer look revealed many damaged and weathered areas, with a heavy sense of history washing over him.

Deep within the palace stood many thrones; at a glance... they were densely packed.

The vast majority of the thrones were broken.

Only the 12 thrones closest to Chu Yang were intact.

The two thrones in the very center flickered with a terrifying red light, like blood spreading.

A figure was sitting on one of the thrones. That person seemed to have seen Chu Yang as well and stood up in a hurry.

In the hazy space, both of them saw each other's faces clearly, froze in unison, and then were struck with shock!

The two people looked exactly the same!

As the two similar figures stared at each other, a special feeling flooded their bodies. An incomparable sense of intimacy made them realize that they were the same person—both were Chu Yang!

Immediately after, a set of memories that didn't belong to them surfaced in both their minds.

Clearly, these extra memories belonged to the other.

"I didn't expect another 'me' to have transmigrated to a different world..."

"Our souls seem to have encountered some accident during the transmigration, splitting into many parts..."

"And this palace seems to be our shared soul space."

After sharing their memories, the two Chu Yangs began to briefly deduce the strange things happening to them.

The Chu Yang of the Pirate World looked at the other Chu Yang and exclaimed, "I didn't expect you to have gone to the Naruto world..."

The Chu Yang of the Naruto world gave a wry smile, "The timing of the transmigration was fatal; I arrived many years too early, temporarily losing the advantage of knowing the plot."

The Chu Yang of the Pirate World sighed as well, saying, "Me too. I arrived 13 years early and am now trapped in Mary Geoise as a slave."

"Then you're much worse off than me; at least I didn't end up as a slave." The Naruto Chu Yang teased, "It's just that I arrived more than 13 years early."

The Pirate Chu Yang asked curiously, "Then how many years early did you arrive?"

Although they had shared memories, it was clearly not something that could be fully sorted out in a short time.

The Naruto Chu Yang suddenly became melancholy and said with a bitter laugh, "I'm not sure of the exact time, but at this moment, the ninja villages of various countries haven't even been established yet..."

The Pirate Chu Yang gasped, exclaiming, "Good heavens, it's the Warring States period!"

The Naruto Chu Yang said solemnly, "In the world of Naruto, I also have a name: Senju Yo."

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