Dragon Ball: Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 123: The Galactic King's Decision

At this moment, in the center of the Milky Way, at the headquarters of the Galactic Patrol.

In a massive, gyroscope-like structure, the Galactic King, resembling a jellyfish with multiple tendrils, floated serenely on a honeycomb-patterned floor. Nearby, several extraterrestrials in Galactic Patrol uniforms were reporting the recent major events in the galaxy.

"The Icejin forces in the North Galaxy have expanded again, with another 130 planets enslaved. However, Cooler’s faction seems to be in a silent standoff with King Cold’s forces over some issues. Frieza’s faction has been quiet lately, staying within their territory, appearing relatively stable for now…” reported a commander with antennae on his head.

The Galactic King extended his tendrils and said, "The Icejin are a blight on the entire galaxy. And that Slug, how unfortunate it is for the benevolent Namekians to produce such a demon!"

The patrol commander nodded and continued his report, “Galactic King, although the North Galaxy is chaotic, it remains relatively calm overall. However, King Davido of the West Galaxy has been growing increasingly restless, showing signs of expansion!"

Hearing the mention of King Davido, the Galactic King’s expression stiffened, his tone becoming grave. “Ever since King Davido was defeated by King Cold four hundred years ago, he withdrew from the power struggles in the North Galaxy. We expected a period of peace, but now it seems his power has recovered, and he’s causing trouble in the West Galaxy again…”

"The West Galaxy is about to fall into turmoil!" The patrol commander, fully aware of the situation, felt the weight of responsibility growing heavier on his shoulders.

“Alright, assign personnel to keep a close watch on King Davido’s movements. Report immediately if there’s any activity!” the Galactic King ordered. If King Davido or King Cold were to make any moves, the Galactic Patrol wouldn't be able to stop them with their current strength. They could only preemptively evacuate some inhabited planets.

In the worst-case scenario, they might have to seek help from the Kaiōs, hoping they could send some powerful fighters from the afterlife. However, this was a last resort, as the rules of the afterlife strictly prohibit interference in the living world. Seeking help from the Kaiōs was the Galactic King’s final option, a privilege only he could exercise, potentially reaching out to even the Grand Kai.

"By the way, how are the Saiyans doing now? Have they caused any trouble?" the Galactic King asked, shifting the topic. Busy with many affairs, he hadn’t paid much attention to the Saiyans.

The patrol commander flipped through his documents and said, “No, not only have these Saiyans not caused any trouble, but they’ve been incredibly effective. In the past few months, they’ve completed over a thousand missions, with a near-perfect success rate. It’s truly remarkable!”

"Oh!" The Galactic King showed a look of surprise and said, "So... those Saiyans have really become warriors protecting the peace of the galaxy?"

It was no wonder the Galactic King was surprised. The Saiyans had always been notorious, and everyone avoided them. Who would have thought they’d become a force for maintaining peace one day?

"Yes, it’s quite impressive!" The patrol commander’s expression turned a bit peculiar. "Galactic King, perhaps we should consider strengthening our cooperation with the Saiyans."

“Hmm, you have a point!”

The Galactic King placed a tendril on his chin, contemplating deeply.

The galaxy was fraught with difficulties, and as the administrator, the Galactic King found himself alone in the eye of the storm, striving to maintain a balance of interests among various parties. He was desperately in need of forces to uphold peace. If the Saiyans could join in, it might alleviate the urgent situation.

Just then, a patrol communicator ran in from outside the door, stood at attention before the Galactic King, and reported, "Galactic King, we’ve received information from the Saiyans on Planet Red Mountain… Lord Ditongjia and his men trespassed on Planet Red Mountain and have now been captured by the Saiyans."

"The Saiyans have sent a signal requesting verification of Ditongjia and his team's identity!"

"What? Are you saying that Ditongjia's team was captured by the Saiyans?" The nearby patrol commander exclaimed in disbelief upon hearing the report. Each member of Ditongjia's five-person team had a power level exceeding 10,000, making them some of the most elite warriors within the Galactic Patrol. They were always treated with utmost respect, with no room for negligence.

How could such a formidable team be captured by the Saiyans? Do the Saiyans possess such strength?

The Galactic King was equally surprised by this news but quickly regained his composure, pondering, "It seems we still don’t fully understand the Saiyans. However, this might be beneficial. The stronger the Saiyans are, the more advantageous it is for the entire Galactic Patrol organization!"

He realized that the Saiyans had deliberately sent this message not just to verify Ditongjia's identity, but likely to express their dissatisfaction and seek an explanation from the Galactic King.

"Commander, I’m entrusting this matter to you. Request the Saiyans to release Ditongjia and his team. Additionally, deepen the cooperation between the Galactic Patrol and the Saiyans. Be sure to carefully evaluate the missions assigned to the Saiyans... And, Commander, personally go to Planet Red Mountain to handle Ditongjia’s situation!"

"Yes, Galactic King!" The patrol commander responded loudly, fully grasping the Galactic King's intentions.

Since the Saiyans had demonstrated significant strength, the Galactic King planned to fully cooperate with them. Sending the commander personally was a gesture of sincerity from the Galactic Patrol, showing their stance.

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Planet Red Mountain.

Xavier had just returned from Earth when he sensed five powerful and unfamiliar energies on the planet. As he rushed over, he found five strangers in prison uniforms, shackled and carrying hoes, diligently cultivating the barren land.

These five were tall and sturdy, making excellent laborers.

“Who are those people, and why are they doing hard labor?” Xavier casually asked a few people nearby.

“Lord Xavier!” The Saiyans, upon seeing Xavier, responded loudly and excitedly, then explained Ditongjia and his team's identities and the circumstances. Xavier nodded after hearing the explanation, surprised that such events had occurred during his absence from Planet Red Mountain.

He looked at Ditongjia’s group with pity. Clearly, these individuals were not very bright, but they were indeed hardworking!

“Since their identities have been verified, let them go. The message has been conveyed, keeping them any longer serves no purpose…” Xavier shook his head. Since they had been punished, it was time to release them.

“Yes, sir!” The Saiyan guards immediately straightened up and responded loudly. They walked over, unlocked the shackles on Ditongjia and his team, and escorted them to retrieve their spaceship.

As they regained their spaceship and piloted it away from Planet Red Mountain, Ditongjia and his team were overwhelmed with emotion. They trembled as they touched the familiar control panels, vowing never to return to Planet Red Mountain. The Saiyans were like demons.

Unable to win in a fight or escape, these once-proud galactic warriors had been reduced to tilling the wilderness. If word of this got out, how could they ever boast of their strength to their former comrades?

Leaving Planet Red Mountain and fleeing far away, they vowed to avoid the Saiyans at all costs!

This was the shared resolve of Ditongjia, Jack, and their team. They never wanted to see a Saiyan again.

Chapter 122: Captured

In retrospect, Ditongjia felt incredibly foolish. He only knew that the Saiyans' home planet had faced a celestial crisis, leaving only a handful of Saiyans who managed to escape. But he hadn't considered that those who could escape from a planet's destruction wouldn't be weaklings!

Even though the Saiyans arrived at Red Mountain Planet not solely by their own power, Ditongjia could have avoided his current predicament if he had thought this through.

After a brutal battle, Ditongjia wanted to cry. He was now in a sorry state, not only bound tightly but also bruised and battered, with his hands tied behind his back and dragged by a long chain. A profound sense of despair filled his heart.

The small chain couldn't truly restrain someone as powerful as Ditongjia. However, his earlier experiences had made him fearful. Every time he looked back at the Saiyans glaring at him with fierce eyes, Ditongjia couldn't help but shiver, obediently submitting as a captive.

"What was I thinking, coming here to teach the Saiyans a lesson? Look at me now, captured instead!" Ditongjia lamented, muttering under his breath.

Living a carefree life seemed a distant memory now that he was a prisoner on Red Mountain Planet. This had ruined his reputation entirely! Every time he thought about it, Ditongjia felt like beating himself up in regret.

Victory and defeat were part of the same coin, all because he was too combative. And Jack and the others, why didn't they stop him at the crucial moment?

"What are you muttering about? Move faster! I thought you were tough, but you're not much after all!" The Saiyan holding the chain snapped at him, adding to Ditongjia's mental and physical exhaustion.

"One hundred against one, no one could win that..." Ditongjia said bitterly. "I mean, this is a misunderstanding. I'm a Galactic Patrol mercenary. Look, here's the Galactic Patrol emblem!"

With his hands bound, Ditongjia could only gesture with his chin towards the emblem on his chest.

"You say you're a Galactic Patrol mercenary, so we're supposed to believe that? Hah, we'll investigate thoroughly," the Saiyan replied dismissively. Regardless of whether he was a Galactic Patrol mercenary, anyone causing trouble on Red Mountain Planet would face the consequences.

Ditongjia stared in shock, nearly choking on his frustration. It was clear they didn't believe his claim, or they were pretending not to. He had no choice but to obediently remain a prisoner.

Soon after, the Saiyan team escorted Ditongjia to the Guard's investigation center, while the luxurious dark gold spaceship they arrived in was confiscated by the Fidaians.

At the investigation center, Ditongjia saw his teammates Jack, Avde, Sain, and Visha, all similarly bound and bruised. Seeing their condition, Ditongjia's heart sank, his face turning pale. It wasn't just him who got captured!

This was a disaster... They hadn't taught the Saiyans a lesson; instead, they were all caught.

"Big Brother!"

"Ditongjia, you're here too!" His teammates exclaimed, looking at him with a mix of excitement and relief.

"What do you mean, 'I'm here too'? Do you think I wanted to be here?" Ditongjia felt his face burn with embarrassment. He wanted to run over and slap his teammates, but quickly realized he couldn't, leaving him dejectedly leaning against them.

"How did you get caught?" Ditongjia asked quietly.

The others exchanged glances, unsure of where to begin. They had arrived at Red Mountain Planet full of confidence and bravado, only to end up as prisoners in a blink of an eye. The bitterness of their predicament was hard to convey.

When asked how they were captured, they were at a loss for words and collectively sighed. They had lived too comfortably and foolishly came to Red Mountain Planet looking for trouble with the Saiyans.

"Big Brother, we really shouldn't mess with the Saiyans. They're like a band of bandits!" Jack whispered.

This lesson was learned the hard way. The Saiyans were a warrior race, and they didn't hold back in a fight. Remembering the brutal training of Saiyan children back on Planet Vegeta, it was no wonder they were ruthless to invaders. If not for Shalyn's orders to capture them alive, Ditongjia and his team might not have survived.

"It was a miscalculation. Who would have thought the Saiyans still had such powerful warriors hidden away? Hopefully, they'll spare us since we're also Galactic Patrol mercenaries," Ditongjia said, his voice low and somber. For someone as proud as him, admitting this was painful.

"But what if the Saiyans don't let us go?" Jack murmured, his previous bravado gone.

The group fell silent. They were at the mercy of the Saiyans now. They hoped that their status as Galactic Patrol mercenaries would save them from severe punishment, though some suffering seemed inevitable.

"What are you murmuring about? Don't you have any sense of being prisoners?" The Saiyan guard scolded them. Ditongjia and his team snorted but fell silent.

A few Saiyans came over and led them to a small room. Behind a desk, a petite female Saiyan sat on a couch.

Shalyn picked up a report and, comparing it with the data, said, "The Guard reports that you came to Red Mountain Planet to cause trouble for the Saiyans?"

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. We're also with the Galactic Patrol. We just came to check on our comrades," Ditongjia smiled, denying his previous statements.

"Oh?" Shalyn glanced at him and slammed the report down. "I don't believe that!"

The crisp sound made Ditongjia and his team flinch, their expressions changing rapidly. Could it be that the Saiyans wouldn't let them go?

Ditongjia said, "Our Ditongjia Guard is considered top-tier within the Galactic Patrol. I didn't expect we wouldn't be a match for you Saiyans. Look at our ship; it's equipped by the Galactic Patrol. You should believe us."

"You will be investigated to determine if you are indeed mercenaries for the Galactic Patrol. Take them away!" Shalyn waved her hand, then turned to the nearby Saiyans, "They seem to have good stamina. Assign them to some heavy labor. Let's not waste this resource."

She then addressed a nearby Fidaian, "Also, contact the Galactic Patrol and inform them that we have Ditongjia and his team. Ask them if these people are indeed their mercenaries."

Shalyn was no fool; she wouldn't have become Xavier and Adriel's assistant otherwise. Seeing Ditongjia, she immediately sensed that the Galactic Patrol might be involved. These brutish-looking men seemed like pawns being used to test Red Mountain Planet's strength.

The Galactic Patrol must be using them to probe the Saiyans' capabilities. Without their permission or instigation, why would Ditongjia and his team foolishly provoke the Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet? Even if this action was Ditongjia's own doing, didn't the Galactic Patrol bear some responsibility?

Their inaction suggested many things. It seemed the Galactic Patrol still had reservations or internal conflicts regarding the Saiyans. Using Ditongjia's team to test the Saiyans and perhaps intimidate them a bit was likely beneficial for them.

What a cunning Galactic Patrol! What a crafty Galactic King!

The more Shalyn thought about it, the more complicated it seemed. Her eyes flashed coldly as she squinted.

If the Galactic Patrol wanted to test Red Mountain Planet's strength, then let them see it! They needed to display some power to prevent being underestimated.

Sometimes, a proper display of strength is essential for survival in the universe.

"Understood!" The Saiyan guards responded loudly, eyeing Ditongjia and his team with malicious intent.

Ditongjia watched everything, his body stiffening, and a grim smile appeared on his face.

He wasn't particularly afraid of the upcoming labor. In truth, he didn't mind hard work that much. The problem was his reputation. If the Galactic Patrol found out he was captured, his reputation would be utterly ruined!

This was more unbearable than any punishment for Ditongjia.

Chapter 121: This Might Be a Misunderstanding

Soon, the door of the Guard's investigation center was violently kicked open, and excited Guard members eagerly rushed in.

"Come on, let's see who has the guts to invade Red Mountain Planet!"

With a loud shout, hundreds of people flooded into the spacious investigation hall. Apart from the Saiyans who were out on missions, all remaining Guard members crowded in, making the investigation center bustling with activity.

As the shout echoed, other Saiyans began shouting as well, turning the hall into a noisy market.

"Melos, keep quiet! Everyone else, too, what kind of behavior is this?" A cold reprimand suddenly sounded. The Saiyans immediately looked at each other. A well-built female Saiyan walked out, her fitting uniform accentuating her delicate yet strong figure.

"Ah, Shalyn, you're here too..." The Saiyan named Melos saw her and shrank his neck, smiling sheepishly.

The female Saiyan named Shalyn snorted coldly, her sharp gaze sweeping over the other Saiyans, instantly silencing everyone. Shalyn was not to be trifled with; she was a trusted aide to Lord Xavier and Mr. Adriel.

"I gathered everyone because the investigation center detected five foreign energy sources entering Red Mountain Planet, preliminarily identified as invaders."

Shalyn read from the report.

"Someone dares to invade Red Mountain Planet? Are they tired of living?" The speaker cracked his knuckles, a fierce expression on his face, his energy already starting to rise.

Shalyn nodded and signaled the Fidaians to display the data on the big screen. Soon, the screen showed the situation of Ditongjia and his team.

"Based on the current information, the combat power of these five invaders ranges from 12,000 to 17,000. Judging by their ship's markings, they seem to have a connection with the Galactic Patrol."

"Heh, they're just small fries with over ten thousand combat power..."

After learning the invaders' data, some Saiyans showed "disappointed" expressions. There were over six hundred Guard members present, with nearly a hundred elite warriors having combat power over ten thousand. It wouldn't be easy to allocate them all.

"But since they are linked to the Galactic Patrol, don't be too harsh. Be courteous and capture them alive," Shalyn reminded, seeing everyone's expressions.

Given their cooperation with the Galactic Patrol, they couldn't go overboard. Hearing Shalyn repeat Ditongjia's earlier words made one wonder how Ditongjia would react if he knew.

"Got it, we won't harm them!"

The Guard members casually agreed and then began to divide into teams. It was challenging to allocate over six hundred people for just five targets. Shortly after, five groups headed towards Ditongjia and his team's locations. Watching everyone leave, eager and ready for action, Shalyn knew her words had been ignored.

Oh well, those five are just unlucky. Why come to Red Mountain Planet in the first place? Hopefully, they'll remember to notify us next time, Shalyn thought.

 ……

On the other side, Ditongjia's figure swiftly flew across the sky, leaving behind forests and oases. However, as far as the eye could see, there were only primitive, uncivilized scenes. Seeing such scenery repeatedly made him irritable.

"Damn it, where are these Saiyans!" Ditongjia cursed, feeling an urge to blast the mountains ahead with an energy wave to draw the Saiyans out.

But as a mercenary for the Galactic Patrol, he couldn't resort to such violent methods. He had to stay calm! Ditongjia reminded himself, knowing that not many people followed the rules like he did.

Just then, he spotted over a hundred black dots in the distance.

"Hahaha, Saiyans, I've finally found you!"

His eyes lit up with joy. Ditongjia laughed out loud and accelerated toward the Saiyans, eager to vent his frustration on them.

"Look, that alien is flying towards us," a Saiyan on the other side said, noticing Ditongjia's approach with a curious expression.

"Everyone, be careful. His combat power is as high as 17,000. Stay safe!" The leading Saiyan shouted. Although they had the advantage in numbers and about twenty elite warriors, it was always wise to be cautious given the opponent's high combat power.

"Sir, what is your purpose in entering Red Mountain Planet without permission?" The leading Saiyan spoke politely, following the protocol of diplomacy before combat.

Ditongjia paused for a moment, then shouted in his booming voice, "Hahaha, I heard that the Saiyans have partnered with the Galactic Patrol. I'm here to see what qualifies you to work with them!"

"So, you mean..."

"I'm here to pick a fight!" Ditongjia declared arrogantly.

"Hehehe!" The Saiyans collectively exhaled, and the leading Saiyan laughed heartily before turning back and shouting, "You all heard him! He's here to pick a fight! What should we do?"

Lord Xavier told us to start with diplomacy and then move to combat. We've done the diplomacy, so now it's time for combat!

"Brothers, you heard him! It's time to act!"

With a shout, the hundred or so Saiyans quickly formed a circle, surrounding Ditongjia. Over a hundred against one, including twenty elite warriors and over eighty regular to near-elite Saiyans. It shouldn't be too much, right?

After all, he brought this upon himself!

Seeing this, Ditongjia frowned slightly. This situation seemed off.

Ditongjia's muscular frame appeared somewhat disadvantaged against the overwhelming numbers. He sighed and sneered, "The Saiyans have really fallen. You dare call yourselves a warrior race? Your behavior is worse than street thugs! What qualifies you to cooperate with the Galactic Patrol...?"

However, Ditongjia couldn't finish his sentence.

The surrounding Saiyans shouted in unison, and a surge of energy erupted like a tidal wave, sweeping over Ditongjia. The immense energy gathered like an ocean, spreading in all directions, freezing Ditongjia's expression in place.

"Hiss..."

"What's going on? How can there be so many powerful warriors among the Saiyans?" Ditongjia gasped, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Although he couldn't sense the exact strength of their energy, his years of experience in battles told him enough. The oppressive force that made the very air tremble continually assaulted Ditongjia's nerves, making his expression increasingly dismal.

Swallowing hard, Ditongjia forced a smile. "I say, this might be a misunderstanding. Do you believe me?"

The leading Saiyan laughed coldly, his expression turning icy. "What do you think?" Immediately, a group of Saiyans licked their lips and roared with excitement, swarming Ditongjia in a sea of bodies.

Chapter 120: Someone Invades Red Mountain Planet?

Ever since the Saiyans started undertaking missions outside Red Mountain Planet, sightings of them began appearing in nearby star systems. This caused considerable anxiety among weaker civilizations familiar with the Saiyans' notorious reputation, fearing potential invasions.

After a period of nervous anticipation without any invasions, these civilizations realized that the Saiyans from Red Mountain Planet seemed different from the rumors. They breathed a sigh of relief, and some bold civilizations even attempted to make contact with the Saiyans, establishing a kind of protective employment relationship.

Red Mountain Planet graciously accepted these arrangements, gradually expanding its influence. However, due to the limited number of Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet, not many civilizations entered into such cooperation. Nonetheless, the Saiyans' reputation began to spread across several star systems near Red Mountain Planet in the East Galaxy.

...

A range of continuous mountains pierced the clouds, their snow-capped peaks blending with the mist, creating a serene and profound landscape. Suddenly, a deafening explosion echoed through the sky. A shadow descended, and a spaceship pierced the clouds, descending slowly.

The thunderous roar shattered the tranquility, and a flock of birds took flight from the dense forest covering the mountain slopes.

A luxurious dark gold spaceship, resembling a beast from ancient times, landed directly on the mountain range. The ground trembled violently, sinking like soft mud, and trees bent and broke under the pressure. Once the spaceship stabilized, five robust figures emerged from the hatch.

"Cough, cough, the air on Red Mountain Planet is quite nice. I didn't expect the Saiyans to preserve the planet's environment," commented Ditongjia, the team leader, after taking a breath of the planet's air.

In his mind, Saiyans were a crude and barbaric race, and the planets they conquered were always left ravaged, with significantly degraded environments. He was surprised that Red Mountain Planet still retained its pristine scenery.

"Hahaha, after all, it's the planet they depend on for survival, so perhaps they're more careful," replied his teammate, Jack.

Ditongjia nodded, taking another look at the surroundings. It was indeed a beautiful planet, and he thought it a pity that it was occupied by the Saiyans.

At this moment, Sain, the green-haired alien responsible for reconnaissance, operated the detection instruments and reported the findings:

"Red Mountain Planet, diameter 6768 kilometers, with 12 times standard gravity, ocean area covering about 67%, with 33% being polar ice caps. The habitable area is about 21%."

These parameters were standard for planets capable of supporting diverse life forms, with rich food chains fluctuating around these values.

"12 times gravity?"

Ditongjia was momentarily surprised, then felt the gravity on Red Mountain Planet. Indeed, it was 12 times normal gravity, but this didn't faze him. For beings like them, with power levels exceeding 10,000, living on high-gravity planets was common, so Red Mountain Planet's gravity was unremarkable.

"Hey Sain, check the status of the Saiyans. I'm itching for a fight," Jack laughed as he spoke.

"Yes, investigate the Saiyans' situation. Although they have established a partnership with the Galactic Patrol Organization, we still need to show them the strength of the Galactic Patrol. We can't let the Saiyans become too arrogant," shouted Avde, the most combative member of the Ditongjia Guard.

The green-haired alien, Sain, nodded and adjusted his wristwatch-like detector. With the electronic beeping sounds, a series of Saiyan data appeared on the screen. However, the data was chaotic, constantly fluctuating and appearing like gibberish.

Among the data, dozens of readings were particularly strange, fluctuating erratically. Suddenly, a few readings surged wildly, exceeding the detector's capacity. With a loud bang, the detector emitted smoke and was destroyed due to overload.

"What happened? Why did the detector burn out?" Ditongjia shouted.

This detector was a new product from the Galactic Patrol Organization, highly advanced with a capacity to measure up to nearly 50,000 combat power! How could such an advanced detector burn out just like that?

"Not sure, it might be a malfunction," Sain shook his head in confusion.

"Hmph, high-tech stuff is really unreliable!"

Ditongjia and his team couldn't fathom that the detector burned out because the target's power exceeded its limit, as they couldn't believe the Saiyans, even at their peak, could achieve such levels. Now, with only a few remnants left, how could they possibly manage that?

Recalling the series of bizarre gibberish on the screen, they concluded that it must be a malfunction.

They never would have guessed that all the data on the screen was real. The constantly changing data was due to the Saiyans attempting to control their energy.

"Brother, what do we do next? Without the detector, we can't locate the Saiyans," the cautious Visha asked Ditongjia.

This was indeed a problem. They should have brought more detectors. Ditongjia waved his hand and said, "We'll have to search bit by bit. Fortunately, Red Mountain Planet isn't large; we should find traces of the Saiyans with some effort."

"Damn, what a bad start!"

"Alright then, Jack, Avde, Sain, Visha, we'll search in different directions. Once anyone finds traces of the Saiyans, notify everyone immediately with the communicator," Ditongjia spat, resorting to the most cumbersome method.

"Yes!"

The team responded loudly. They weren't afraid of acting alone since each of them had a combat power of over 10,000, making them rare experts in the universe.

The five of them divided the search directions and began looking for traces of the Saiyans.

Meanwhile, as Ditongjia's spaceship entered the Red Mountain Planet's atmosphere, the monitoring system at the Guard's investigation center detected their presence.

When the system detected five unknown energy sources entering Red Mountain Planet, each exceeding 10,000 energy, the investigation center's alarm blared urgently.

The members of the Red Mountain Planet Guard, who were spread across the city for daily training, were momentarily stunned by the alarm signal. An invasion on Red Mountain Planet? Their expressions turned peculiar. Usually, it would be a blessing if the Saiyans didn't invade others, and now someone dared to invade Red Mountain Planet?

Their faces soon showed signs of excitement.

An invasion on Red Mountain Planet was the perfect opportunity for the Guard to fulfill their duty.

The Saiyans who remained on Red Mountain Planet and were not on missions all got ready, eagerly heading towards the investigation center.

Chapter 119: A Thousand Miles to Deliver a Head!

Time flows silently in the depths of the universe, in the western part of the East Galaxy, countless light-years away from Red Mountain Planet.

The eerie void was suffocatingly quiet. Aside from the distant, ever-burning stars, only a few stray celestial bodies wandered aimlessly, their orbits disrupted, doomed to oblivion in the void.

This was a chaotic region. At this moment, in a star system radiating a dark red glow, a massive war was raging on an orange-yellow planet.

It was a war of resistance against foreign invasion, a counter-aggression battle fought by the planet's native civilization. These indigenous people, originally divided into different factions on their planet, had united to fend off the alien invaders when faced with a common enemy.

The battlefield was in a deadlock. Warriors from both sides faced off, the natives in red armor clashing with the space pirates in dark gray spiked armor. As the war dragged on, the red and gray forces mingled, two torrents merging into one unstoppable flood, surging with unmatched ferocity, inseparable in the chaos.

The indigenous civilization was clearly at a disadvantage. The space pirates wielded energy cannons, bright crystalline energy beams continuously fired from the generators on their arms.

Sand and rocks flew, and the heat waves were suffocating. Explosions echoed incessantly, ruthless energy beams crisscrossing the battlefield, toppling massive war fortresses standing four to five meters tall.

War is a colossal machine that crushes life, mercilessly devouring living beings. Amidst the beastly roars and relentless destruction, everything seemed doomed. As the war raged on, scores of fighters fell, stepping over the bodies of their comrades and enemies, the battle growing increasingly brutal.

The sounds of cannon fire and agonized screams reverberated, audible even from ten thousand meters in the sky, where the desperate cries of warriors fighting for their lives could be heard.

Neither side noticed that as they fought fiercely, a dozen figures were observing them closely from the high altitude.

These observers wore dark red battle suits with black trim, each sporting a tail. The new battle suits, made with the latest technology, were highly flexible and elegant, with a black base and a dark red sheen, giving them a noble appearance.

One of the broad, rugged figures among them stroked his chin, chuckling wickedly, "Isaac, those people down there are so weak. I don't even feel like bothering with them!"

"Come on, if you don't want to take action, we're more than happy to do it for you!" teased a sharp-looking figure nearby.

"No, no, I was just joking. After all, if I don't get to fight after receiving a mission, my bones would rust," the broad and rugged figure replied, waving his hands and grinning sheepishly.

The group of Saiyans had finally received an external combat mission, and there was no way they would let others take this opportunity from them.

"But seriously, our combat power has increased so rapidly these past two years. Look, I used to be just a low-level warrior, and now my power level is over five thousand. If we were still on Planet Vegeta, even the elite warriors wouldn't dare underestimate me!" one of the Saiyans remarked.

"How can the era of Planet Vegeta compare to our Red Mountain Planet? Do you know, we now have nearly 200 elite warriors with power levels exceeding 10,000! Oh... actually, we should call them elite warriors now," another Saiyan added.

"Indeed. Although we have fewer Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet, each of us is a top-tier fighter. Our high-level combat power far surpasses that of Planet Vegeta."

"I heard Mr. Adriel and Mr. Belruk have already broken through a power level of fifty thousand. It's only a matter of time before Red Mountain Planet sees the birth of a new Super Warrior. Wow, just thinking about it, our Saiyan strength has become so formidable!"

The battle suits of ordinary warriors on Red Mountain Planet were red and black, with only a few leaders like Xavier wearing silver suits, symbolizing Super Warriors.

"You know, when the number of Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet increases, shouldn't we call Lord Xavier the Red Mountain King?" the broad and rugged Saiyan joked.

"Red Mountain King sounds awful. I think we should call him King Xavier!" another Saiyan immediately retorted.

"When we were on Planet Vegeta, the leader of the Saiyans was called King Vegeta. Now on Red Mountain Planet, it should naturally be Red Mountain King!"

"Heh, how can King Vegeta be compared to Lord Xavier..."

At this point, an older Saiyan, unable to listen any longer, said, "Actually, King Vegeta was very dedicated to the Saiyans. It's just that the Saiyan strength was indeed a bit lacking back then."

Which is why they were destroyed by Frieza!

At this mention, all the Saiyans fell silent. They were fortunate to have been transferred to Red Mountain Planet, thanks to Lord Xavier's help. When the Saiyan power grows strong enough to challenge Frieza's forces, they will surely launch a counterattack.

"Alright, alright, why think so much? Let's focus on completing the task at hand. Missions are quite scarce these days, and since we've got one, we must complete it properly. Otherwise, we might not get another chance next time," one of the Saiyans pointed out, reflecting the current situation. To ensure they could get missions in the future, they couldn't afford any negligence.

"The people on Dobor Planet are currently under attack by space pirates. Our mission is to help the Doborians repel the invaders and, preferably, annihilate the space pirates entirely!"

"The mission specifically states to minimize destruction and reduce the killing of life on the planet. This seems to be related to some merit issue. Anyway, just keep it in mind..."

Given that the Saiyans are a warrior race, once they engage in combat, large-scale casualties are inevitable. Therefore, Xavier didn't strictly prohibit large-scale destruction in the mission, as long as it was kept within reasonable limits.

The dozen Saiyans were all raring to go, eagerly anticipating the fight. Although the space pirates below were not very strong, making the battle less than thrilling, even a small fight was better than none, and they didn't want to miss any chance to engage.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the East Galaxy, a luxurious spaceship was heading toward Red Mountain Planet, having departed from the center of the galaxy.

"Brother Ditongjia, we are only nine days away from the Saiyans' Red Mountain Planet!" a green-haired alien in the cockpit reported, monitoring the controls.

"Hahaha, we’re almost there. After traveling for half a year, let's see what those barbaric Saiyans have left!" boomed Ditongjia, the leader of the five-man escort team.

To teach the Saiyans a lesson for intruding into the Galactic Patrol headquarters, Ditongjia had traveled a long way from the center of the galaxy. He prided himself on upholding the Galactic Patrol's dignity.

"Brother, I heard that while the Saiyans had a notorious reputation in the North Galaxy, they were also quite powerful," commented Visha, one of the team members.

"Visha, that's all in the past. Since their planet's destruction, what could they have left? With our power levels, even if the Saiyans were at their peak, we could still retreat unscathed, let alone now..." another team member, Jack, mocked.

Each member of Ditongjia’s escort team had a power level above 10,000, so they spoke with supreme confidence.

"Hahaha, Jack is right. There's nothing to fear from the little Saiyans. We can easily suppress them! However, since they are now allies of the Galactic Patrol, we should show a bit of courtesy," Ditongjia laughed heartily.

...

Nine days later.

A serene, azure scene unfolded before them. A cyan planet and an icy blue planet orbited each other, gliding quietly along a narrow path like two radiant jewels, emitting a soft, glowing light...

Chapter 118: Arrangements

Xavier always felt a deep regret whenever he thought about Launch's ultimate fate in the original story. It seemed like such a waste of an important character. Launch was, after all, a key figure in the early stages of the original series, much like Yamcha, who helped drive the plot forward.

Of course, her screen time was not as significant as that of Yamcha or Krillin, especially after the Dragon Ball series transitioned from a children's comedic manga to a more intense shonen series following the King Piccolo saga. Even characters like Yamcha faded into the background, so it was no surprise that a character like Launch, originally designed to lighten the narrative, was eventually sidelined.

However, since he had encountered her in this life, Xavier was determined not to let Launch end up working at a delivery company as she did in the original. It seemed like such a waste of her potential. Whether it was due to his childhood attachment or simply not wanting to see this ordinary girl continue to wander aimlessly, he felt compelled to help her.

With this in mind, Xavier made his decision. He crouched down and gently said, "Launch, it's not safe for a young girl like you to be out here on your own. How about you stay with me?"

He genuinely needed someone kind-hearted, diligent, and pure to help manage household chores. Expecting Saiyans like Celine or Merus to handle such tasks was unrealistic. Launch, however, seemed perfect for the role.

"Sir, you are willing to take me in?" Launch's eyes welled up with tears again as she looked at him pitifully.

Xavier chuckled. He hadn't expected Launch to be such a crybaby as a child. No wonder she grew up to be so gentle. But wasn't she worried that he might be a trafficker? It seemed that the existence of blonde Launch made sense as a form of self-protection!

"Yes, if you are willing, you can stay with me from now on." Xavier nodded affirmatively and gently patted Launch's head to calm her down.

Launch looked at Xavier with her bright eyes and quietly nodded. "That's good. Let's get ready; I want to take you to a place." Xavier smiled warmly and then took Launch to the nearby clothing store to buy her some new clothes.

Although the store had been wrecked by Mercenary Tao just yesterday, there were still many items left. Launch's eyes sparkled as she looked at the various styles of clothing.

Tying a red ribbon in Launch's hair, Xavier stepped back to take a good look. Yes, this was how Launch was supposed to look!

"Xavier, you don't need to buy so much. I can't wear all of this." Launch stood there, flustered, as Xavier filled bag after bag with different outfits, seemingly intent on clearing out the store.

Even though she was young, she knew that all of this must cost a lot of money.

"It's alright, it's called being prepared. We can buy more now, and you'll have clothes to wear as you grow up."

Xavier continued to gather various outfits, stuffing them into bags while the shop assistant sweated profusely, keeping track of everything. Considering these clothes were for Launch, Xavier decided not to use his dimensional space and instead packed everything into a few universal capsules he had brought from Bulma's home.

The universal capsules were indeed incredibly convenient. Whether it was a box or a house, as long as it was a tangible object, it could be stored inside. Carrying everything without occupying any space made them essential for both home use and travel. If Red Mountain Planet could adopt this technology, it would make life much easier. Fortunately, the Fidain scientists were currently collaborating with Dr. Brief, so widespread adoption was on the horizon.

Leaving the clothing store, Xavier suddenly remembered Celine and Merus. He couldn't show favoritism, so he also purchased some items for them.

He handed a capsule containing nearly a hundred outfits to Launch. She held it tightly, then carefully placed it into her satchel, her eyes brimming with gratitude as she looked at Xavier.

"Xavier, you're so good to me..."

Launch's voice was choked with emotion. She had been wandering alone for so long since leaving her village, and no one had ever treated her so kindly.

Xavier shrugged it off with a smile. Blue-haired Launch was a pure-hearted girl, so naturally, he wanted to be kind to her. "Let's go. I'm taking you to a place next!"

With a whoosh, Xavier took off, holding Launch as they flew leisurely towards Korin Tower. Given Launch's current delicate state, he couldn't take her to Red Mountain Planet, nor did he feel comfortable leaving her to live alone. So, he decided to let her stay at Korin Tower for the time being.

More importantly, by placing Launch with Korin, he might even learn the method of cultivating Senzu Beans, which was another consideration of his.

After flying for a long time, they finally saw the towering structure of Korin Tower connecting the heavens and the earth.

"Wow, what's that building? It's so tall!"

Launch's exclamation echoed as she gradually adapted to the flight. She began to take in the rapidly passing lakes and forests below with curiosity, but she couldn't contain her amazement when she saw Korin Tower.

Xavier smiled and explained, "That's Korin Tower, the sacred ground of martial arts. At the top lives Korin, a master and the origin of Earth's martial arts."

Launch nodded, half-understanding. She had no real concept of martial arts, though her blonde counterpart might know a bit.

Just then, a strand of hair tickled her nose, and Launch sneezed. Her blue hair instantly turned blonde, and her demeanor became fierce.

"She turned blonde!" Noticing the change, Xavier's lips curled into a slight smile. The dual personality transformation was something he'd only seen on TV before, and witnessing it in real life was intriguing.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you holding me? Let go of me right now!" Blonde Launch struggled in his arms, finding the princess carry quite unnatural.

"Are you sure you want me to let go? You won't regret it?"

As Xavier's question registered, Blonde Launch instinctively sensed something was wrong. Before she could react, she felt him actually let go. "Waaah!" Her terrified scream echoed as she traced a perfect arc through the air, mountains and forests whizzing past her eyes. A wave of fear surged through her, and her face turned as white as a sheet.

"See? I told you that you'd regret it if I let go!" Xavier's voice echoed in her ears. Just as she was about to crash into the trees below, Blonde Launch felt herself being caught again.

"Who exactly are you, and where are you taking me?" Blonde Launch's voice trembled, lacking the previous bravado.

"Still don't want me to put you down?"

"Like hell I want you to put me down!"

Blonde Launch whimpered, clutching even tighter. Falling from this height would surely be fatal. She couldn't help but curse her other self. What kind of person had she gotten involved with? She must have been tricked!

"Hahaha, hold on tight!" Xavier laughed heartily. As they approached Korin Tower, his flight path turned into a vertical ascent, soaring parallel to the tower.

"Ahhh!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the cold wind. Blonde Launch was terrified out of her mind. The only way to handle her fiery personality was with an even more intense approach.

With a whoosh, Xavier landed on Korin Tower, holding Launch tightly. Korin, leaning on his staff, watched speechlessly. Blonde Launch, now utterly disoriented and almost frothing at the mouth, was set down gently. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, crying uncontrollably.

"Xavier, what are you doing? You scared the poor girl to tears," Korin remarked, shaking his head.

Xavier chuckled and said, "I plan to have Launch stay here for a while. Didn't you need someone to take care of the Senzu Beans? Blue-haired Launch is kind and gentle, perfect for the job. As for Blonde Launch, you can train her hard!"

"I see, you just want me to work for free. Anyway, even if you learn the method to grow Senzu Beans, you won't be able to without the Ultra Divine Water," Korin replied indifferently.

"Of course, I won't let you help for nothing!" Xavier pulled out a box of universal capsules. "These are filled with your favorite foods, as a token of my gratitude!"

"So, you had this all planned out!" Korin licked his paw and swiftly pocketed the capsules. "But since we're old friends, I'll agree to your simple request."

Living alone on Korin Tower was quite dull. Training the girl would be a good way to pass the time. Ever since Xavier descended to the mortal world, Korin had been observing his actions and was well aware of the unique traits of this girl.

Chapter 117: Launch

On a bright and sunny afternoon, the cool breeze carried a hint of chill. Due to the northern latitude, the sunlight still felt somewhat cold.

Xavier checked into a hotel, intending to rest well.

At that moment, a series of horrific screams emanated from a clothing store next door, followed by a crowd of people stumbling and shouting as they fled the shop.

"Something must have happened next door, either a robbery or a murder," Xavier speculated but had no intention of intervening, as the lives of ordinary people were of no concern to him.

Although Xavier retained a sense of human morality, as a Saiyan, he inherently disregarded the weak.

"Boss, give me your best room!" a deep voice commanded. A thin figure entered the hotel and approached the front desk with an authoritative tone.

The man had a gaunt face and a braid hanging down his back. He wore a black martial arts uniform under a pink overcoat, with a large red "Kill" character emblazoned on the left chest, as if stained with blood.

"The world's number one assassin, Mercenary Tao!"

The hotel owner recognized him immediately and turned ghostly pale, trembling as he stuttered, "Y-yes, right away!"

"Wait, clear everyone out of the hotel. I don't want anyone staying here with me," Mercenary Tao demanded coldly.

"Yes, yes!" The hotel owner nodded vigorously, terrified of provoking him.

"Mercenary Tao is quite arrogant, but given that he's one of the few top fighters on Earth, it's no surprise he has a temper," Xavier observed calmly from the side.

As the number one assassin, Mercenary Tao was one of the few who could rival Master Roshi and was even stronger by some measures. In the original story, he was hired by the Red Ribbon Army to steal Goku's Dragon Balls, only to be defeated by Goku after climbing Korin Tower.

"Kid, didn't you hear what I said?" Mercenary Tao said coolly, not even glancing at Xavier.

As one of Earth's top fighters, Mercenary Tao had always carried himself with an air of invincibility, but this confidence was misplaced today. Xavier disliked the dark and bloody aura that surrounded him.

"The world's number one assassin, Mercenary Tao? You're overestimating yourself!"

Xavier spoke with detached interest, his expression calm. No matter how arrogant Mercenary Tao was on Earth, with a power level of merely 150, he was nothing more than an ant to Xavier.

Mercenary Tao's eyebrow twitched. He didn't like the way Xavier looked at him, like an insect, a look he usually reserved for others. Seeing such blatant disrespect, Mercenary Tao's face darkened.

"Two guests..." The hotel owner, sweating profusely, quickly retreated behind the wall in fear.

"Heh, it's been a long time since someone dared to be so arrogant in front of me. Don't blame me if you find yourself begging for death but unable to die!"

Mercenary Tao's murderous aura burst forth, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet several degrees, and the scent of blood filled the air.

Watching Mercenary Tao's self-satisfied actions, Xavier couldn't help but roll his eyes, finding it amusing that someone with a power level barely over a thousand dared to display killing intent in front of him. It was like a beggar flaunting wealth in front of a millionaire—utterly ridiculous!

Pathetic!

Shaking his head, Xavier raised a hand and casually waved it towards Mercenary Tao. A powerful gust of wind surged forth from his motion, rushing towards Mercenary Tao like a tidal wave. As the wind made contact, Mercenary Tao's expression shifted dramatically to one of disbelief.

A tremendous force struck Mercenary Tao, as if a mountain had crashed into him. He had no chance to resist and was flung through the hotel's wall, disappearing into the sky like a shooting star.

With Xavier's strength, even a casual attack could leave Mercenary Tao severely injured or worse. He wouldn't be able to stand for months without serious recovery.

"That guest...he was the world's number one assassin..." The hotel owner stammered, sweating profusely as he emerged from hiding. Who was this young man that he could so effortlessly dispatch Mercenary Tao?

"Prepare a room for me," Xavier demanded calmly.

"Y-yes, right away!" The hotel owner quickly complied, eager to fulfill Xavier's request.

"Hmm?"

Xavier noticed a young girl sleeping on a wooden board outside the hotel. The girl, dressed in tattered clothes with deep blue hair, appeared to be about eight or nine years old. Her delicate features hinted that she would grow into a stunning beauty.

As the weather grew colder, her clothing seemed insufficient. Seeing her pitiful state, Xavier felt a pang of compassion. He gently woke the girl and instructed the hotel staff to provide her with some winter clothes. To him, it was a small act, but it moved the girl to tears.

The next day, after a restful night, Xavier emerged from his room to find the girl wearing the clothes he had given her, timidly watching him from a corner.

He waved at the blue-haired girl, and she cautiously approached.

"Little girl, what's your name? Why aren't you home?" Xavier asked gently.

Unexpectedly, the girl began to sob. "My name is Launch. My family was killed by robbers. I was too scared to stay in my village, so I've been wandering ever since. I have no home..."

"Launch?"

Hearing her name, Xavier paused, then looked closely at her delicate face and slightly curly deep blue hair. She looked to be about eight or nine, which matched the timeline. Could he have really stumbled upon the Launch from the original story?

"Launch, when you sneeze, does your personality change?" Xavier asked.

"How did you know that?" Launch stopped crying, looking puzzled. "I don't know why, but every time I sneeze, my personality becomes violent, and my hair color changes too!"

She really was the Launch from the original story.

Launch was one of Xavier's favorite characters from the original story. In her blue-haired state, she was a gentle, kind-hearted, and hardworking girl. However, when she sneezed, her hair would turn blonde, and her personality would become extremely violent, transforming her into a notorious robber wanted everywhere.

In the original tale, Goku and Krillin saved her and brought her to Master Roshi's house, where she stayed to manage the household chores. Later, during the World Martial Arts Tournament, the blonde Launch developed a crush on Tien Shinhan, leading her to leave Master Roshi's house to live with Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu.

However, in the Dragon Ball Z series, Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu went to Kami's Lookout to receive martial arts training from Kami, and Launch disappeared from the story. She was not seen again until Majin Buu's appearance, when Goku gathered energy from the Earthlings. By then, Launch had aged significantly and was shown working for a delivery company, remaining unmarried for life.

A character as distinctive and powerful as Launch, yet ultimately discarded by the author, seemed like a waste to Xavier. He felt it was a pity that such an interesting character had been neglected in the story's progression.

Chapter 116: Tights

As Xavier walked along the street, he noticed a beautiful girl with long golden hair approaching.

She had gorgeous, waist-length blonde hair and wore a large, soft purple hat. A purse was slung around her waist, and a tight red dress accentuated her slender yet curvaceous figure. A pearl necklace around her neck suggested she was someone of considerable wealth.

As Xavier observed her, the girl seemed unaware of his attention, engrossed in her phone while heading towards Bulma’s house.

"Could that girl be Bulma’s sister, Tights?" Xavier wondered. He recalled that Bulma indeed had an older sister named Tights, eleven years her senior. Tights had left her privileged life to work and experience life, aspiring to become a science fiction writer.

After befriending Jaco, Tights got to travel to various planets in a spaceship for her writing, eventually becoming a popular SF adventure novelist. However, her novels featuring Jaco as the main character didn’t gain much popularity.

Tights was one of the first humans to leave Earth and had close ties with the Galactic Patrol.

"Excuse me, sir, are you calling me?" Hearing someone call her name, Tights turned around, a hint of curiosity in her dark eyes.

Having been noticed, Xavier admitted openly, "Yes, I was calling you. You must know Jaco. I’m now his colleague."

"Ah! Are you an alien too? Jaco left Earth several months ago, and we haven’t heard from him since."

Hearing Xavier’s response, Tights' attitude did a complete 180. She enthusiastically grabbed Xavier's arm and bombarded him with questions.

Xavier found Tights’ enthusiasm overwhelming. He hadn’t expected her to be so friendly.

"I don’t know what Jaco is currently up to. I just have connections with the Galactic Patrol."

Disappointed, Tights let go of his arm. She had hoped to travel to other planets for her research. Since Xavier didn't know Jaco's whereabouts, she would have to keep waiting for news.

"Would you like to come to my house for a bit?" Tights warmly invited.

"Sure!"

Xavier accepted Tights’ invitation and followed her to her luxurious villa. Bulma’s house was a spacious four-story, hemispherical building, surrounded by various flowers and trees, clearly a wealthy residence.

Dr. Briefs was in the garden, smoking and watering the flowers with a bucket. Seeing his elder daughter bringing a young man home, he put down his work and asked, "Tights, who’s this young man? Is he your boyfriend?"

"Of course not! He’s a friend of Jaco’s and just arrived on Earth..." Tights yelled at Dr. Briefs in exasperation. Then she realized she didn’t even know the young man’s name.

"Just call me Xavier. I'm the leader of Red Mountain Planet in the Eastern Galaxy. I've heard that Dr. Brief is the smartest person on Earth, and I happen to have a team of outstanding scientists under my command. Perhaps you all can exchange ideas and knowledge."

"So you're a friend of Jaco's, huh? And you mentioned alien technology?" Dr. Briefs' interest was immediately piqued. "That's great! When Jaco came last time, I didn't get a chance to thoroughly study his spaceship..."

Once he started talking about technology, Dr. Briefs was unstoppable. Xavier found it hard to believe that this scruffy, skinny old man was the brilliant mind behind the Hoi-Poi Capsules.

In a sense, Bulma's father represented the pinnacle of spatial technology research on Earth, while Dr. Gero was the leading figure in temporal studies. Bulma was able to create the time machine by combining the research of Dr. Briefs and Dr. Gero.

...

Xavier stayed at Bulma's house for quite some time, during which he met a young Bulma. She was about six years old, with light purple hair tied into two braids, holding a laser device. With her mother, who seemed to defy the passage of time, guiding her, Bulma walked to the dining table.

"Hey, my sister said you're an alien!" Bulma pointed the laser toy at Xavier, looking somewhat nervous.

"That's right. I'm not only an alien, but I also have a whole bunch of aliens under my command, each one very powerful."

"Will you invade Earth?"

"Haha, that depends on my mood. If I'm not happy, I could wipe out all humans on Earth with a wave of my hand!" Xavier said, half-jokingly.

"Yeah, right. Who would believe that? You must be lying!" Bulma pouted, putting down her laser toy, thinking Xavier was a fraud. After all, how could an alien look just like a human?

Dr. Briefs and his wife laughed heartily. Xavier then began to talk about the Fidaians. Through previous conversations, he knew Dr. Briefs was a laid-back person, so he aimed to facilitate collaboration between them.

"I wonder how Fidaian technology compares to my Hoi-Poi Capsule technology. I'd love to check it out!"

Xavier smiled and said, "That's simple. I'll have a technician contact you shortly. By the way, I heard there's another renowned scientist, Dr. Gero. Perhaps we could invite him over as well."

Xavier had ulterior motives. The most famous scientists on Earth were Dr. Briefs, Dr. Gero, and Dr. Wheelo. One invented the spatial technology of Hoi-Poi Capsules, another developed a time machine that could stop time for 50 seconds, and the last created androids capable of catastrophic destruction.

Xavier wanted to recruit all three, but he knew Dr. Briefs and Dr. Gero were not driven by fame or fortune. As for Dr. Wheelo, who knew where he was hiding at this moment?

Since recruiting them was unlikely, Xavier naturally wanted to maintain a good working relationship with them.

"Haha, I actually have Dr. Gero's phone number. How about I call him over?" Dr. Brief, keen on new technology, immediately picked up the phone and dialed.

On a remote island on the other side of the Earth, Dr. Gero received Dr. Brief's call and promptly set out for West City.

Xavier watched everything unfold with a smile, eager to see what kind of sparks would fly between the Fidaians and Dr. Brief. He then used Instant Transmission to bring over a few Fidaian scientists.

The following days were filled with intense discussions among the scientists. Xavier couldn’t contribute much to the conversations but observed that everyone seemed to be gaining valuable insights. It was unfortunate that Earth was so far from Red Mountain Planet, as closer proximity would have facilitated even better collaboration.

After staying at Bulma's house for a few days and promising Tights a spaceship, Xavier left West City.

Xavier didn’t leave Earth immediately. Instead, like seven years ago, he began a massive food procurement spree. This caused another food shortage in the small towns he visited, and soon Xavier's dimensional space was filled with an endless supply of food.

Chapter 115: The Little Girl in the Mountain Village

Xavier looked at Korin and naturally agreed to his requests, as these were trivial matters for him.

After witnessing the Senzu Beans’ cultivation firsthand, Xavier was even more eager to mass-produce them.

With so many Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet, Senzu Beans could be invaluable. If their cultivation methods could be disseminated, Red Mountain Planet could mass-produce Senzu Beans, using them as strategic reserves or rewards. However, the prerequisite was that Senzu Beans needed to be produced in large quantities.

This was a significant challenge. Korin’s cultivation of Senzu Beans resembled a small workshop—meticulous but unable to scale up production.

The key issue was the cultivation environment. Ultra Divine Water, condensed from divine power, couldn't be replicated with ordinary technology. Without Ultra Divine Water, cultivating Senzu Beans was out of the question. This thought made Xavier frown.

It seemed that large-scale Senzu Bean cultivation was a distant goal, not achievable in the short term.

Putting these worries aside, Xavier followed Korin back to the second floor of Korin Tower. After seeing Korin carefully store away all the seafood, Xavier discussed training methods with him.

Xavier’s power had far surpassed Korin’s, and he had developed his own martial arts theories. However, as the saying goes, a master can be found in anyone. Xavier believed Korin’s centuries of experience might offer unique insights, possibly highlighting issues he had overlooked.

Sometimes, common knowledge can obscure the finer details, making external input invaluable.

Korin's individual strength wasn't impressive, but his deep understanding of fundamentals made his theoretical knowledge substantial. Under Korin’s guidance, Xavier indeed discovered some overlooked areas. Addressing these gaps made his martial arts more refined and flawless.

After bidding farewell to Korin, Xavier leapt from Korin Tower and flew towards West City.

Watching Xavier's figure recede, Korin stood by the tower’s railing, squinting at the vast, clear sky. “Xavier is becoming more and more unfathomable, like an ocean where you can only see the waves, never the edges.”

...

In a remote village, a rugged path hewn from the mountains wound its way along the terrain.

This was a rustic village, far from the world's clamor.

Suddenly, a series of crashing sounds shattered the village's tranquility. A band of bandits wielding broadswords pillaged and burned, ruthlessly killing innocent villagers.

“Old man, where do you think you're going? Hand over your belongings!” A burly thug snarled, kicking a hunched old man and slashing him several times before snatching the bundle clutched tightly in the old man's arms.

“Grandpa, Grandpa!” A sorrowful cry rang out as a blue-haired little girl threw herself onto the fallen old man, weeping bitterly.

The bandits laughed cruelly, opening the seized bundle to find a wooden jar that jingled with the sound of coins.

"Hahaha, there's quite a bit of money in here! Hey, little girl, stop crying and show us if you have any more of these jars!" The bandits exchanged glances, licking their lips as they advanced, their bloodstained blades gleaming menacingly in the sunlight.

"You bastards!"

The blue-haired girl glared at the bandits through her tears. Suddenly, her silky hair turned golden, and her eyes filled with a fierce, aggressive light.

The sudden transformation startled the bandits. Their leader stepped back but then spat on the ground, embarrassed. He became enraged and stepped towards the girl.

But before he could act, the girl swiftly knocked him down and dashed into a small wooden hut.

"What are you waiting for? Go grab that little girl!" the bandit leader shouted angrily. His henchmen, their faces twisted with cruelty, rushed towards the hut.

The door of the hut opened, and the bandits, eager to capture their prey, suddenly froze in terror and began to retreat.

The little girl emerged, wielding a submachine gun as tall as she was.

"What's the matter? She's just a little girl. She doesn't know how to use that thing!" the bandit leader yelled. However, his men hesitated, afraid to advance.

"Useless idiots!"

With a flash of anger in his eyes, the bandit leader scowled at his men, then stepped forward himself. "Little girl, put down the weapon, and maybe I'll leave you a whole corpse. Otherwise..."

His lecherous gaze swept over her, but the girl was too young for his twisted desires. Nevertheless, he couldn't help his vile thoughts.

"Spit! How dare you call me a little girl and look at me like that!" the now blonde girl spat, lifting the submachine gun and opening fire.

Tat-tat-tat! The gun roared, spitting fire and lead. The bandit leader didn't have time to react before the bullets tore him apart, leaving him a bloody, lifeless mess on the ground.

"Oh no, she really can shoot! The boss is dead!"

Panic spread among the bandits. They were terrified, knowing their knives were no match for the machine gun. One by one, they fell under the barrage of bullets from the golden-haired girl, their screams echoing as they met their grisly end.

After killing all the bandits, the blonde girl walked over to her grandfather's body, her eyes filled with sadness. "Old man, you never wanted to prepare more handguns. If I hadn’t hidden away this submachine gun, I would have joined you in the afterlife."

"Hmph, I’ve taken care of those bandits and avenged you all. Ah-choo..." She sneezed, her hair reverting to its blue color. Looking at the blood-stained submachine gun and the corpses scattered around, her eyes were filled with terror.

Clang! She dropped the submachine gun to the ground and collapsed, crying bitterly.

By dusk, the blue-haired girl had dug graves for her family. After gathering her belongings, she prepared to leave the village. The cold night wind howled, making her shiver as her frail body struggled against the chill.

...

West City, one of the most prosperous cities on Earth.

The global corporation Capsule Corporation's headquarters was located here.

Basking in the warm sunlight and clear breeze, Xavier's figure landed on a bustling city street. People streamed by on either side, and hover cars sped along the roads. Yet, no one seemed to notice Xavier's sudden appearance.

It was as if he was invisible to them.

Walking on the smooth asphalt road, Xavier noted the absence of industrial pollution in the air.

"It seems West City has a well-developed urban infrastructure, avoiding the environmental damage typical of city development," Xavier concluded. From the extensive greenery lining the roads, it was clear that the city's inhabitants were conscious of and actively avoiding environmental harm.

Compared to three years ago, West City was even more prosperous.

Familiar with the area, Xavier found Bulma's house in West City and discreetly snuck into the backyard's small storage room. He quietly placed the Two-Star Ball back in its original spot, intending to leave without drawing attention.

Chapter 114: The Third Floor

"So why did you come to Korin Tower? Don’t tell me it’s to visit an old friend. I don’t think you’re that type of person!" Korin, leaning on his staff, took a couple of steps closer, scrutinizing Xavier. Every time Xavier came to him, it seemed his intentions were never pure!

"You can't say that!"

Xavier gave an awkward smile, feeling as if his motives had been uncovered. His expression stiffened for a moment before he waved his hand through the air. A dimensional portal appeared in the void, and out fell basket after basket of fresh seafood, all neatly packaged.

The unique smell of seafood quickly filled Korin Tower.

"Korin, look, these seafood are gifts I brought for you," Xavier said, pointing at the seafood covering the ground.

Korin dropped his staff and approached the seafood, his nose twitching as he sniffed the air, repeatedly praising, "Hahaha, it's been so long since I smelled fresh fish."

Having not left Korin Tower for hundreds of years, Korin had almost forgotten the taste of fish. Seeing the various kinds of seafood, weighing thousands of pounds, he felt immensely excited.

Clearing his throat, Korin spoke in a solemn tone, "Ahem, very well. Your sincerity is evident. It’s rare for someone to think of this old cat..."

"So, Korin, could you let me see the Senzu Beans you’ve been cultivating? Of course, I’m not here to take them, just to have a look."

Korin glanced at Xavier. Having received so much fresh fish, he couldn't very well refuse. After all, the cultivation of Senzu Beans wasn’t exactly a secret. Nodding, he said, "Come with me!"

Korin led the way, heading to the second floor of Korin Tower. They walked through a winding staircase suspended outside the tower, and Xavier followed him to the second floor of the flat spherical building of Korin Tower.

This was where Korin lived and trained martial artists, so it was larger than the first floor. In the center, there was a finely crafted water bottle placed on a stone pedestal.

"This is where Korin trained Goku in the original story," Xavier quickly realized.

The second floor of Korin Tower was much more spacious than the first. Based on its flat spherical shape, Xavier suspected that there might be a hidden third floor.

At that moment, Xavier noticed three large water tanks lined up in a corner. He had seen them a few years ago during his first visit to Korin Tower.

His thoughts drifted as he remembered the water tanks that Korin used to observe the lower world. Could these be the ones? Legend had it that they could show scenes from the past, present, and future.

"What are those three water tanks for?" Xavier asked.

"Oh, the ones on the left and right just hold ordinary drinking water. The one in the middle is what I use to observe the lower world," Korin replied casually, stroking his whiskers and taking a few bites of a fish.

So they didn't have the ability to see the past and future after all!

Nodding in understanding, Xavier realized that predicting the future was far too mysterious to be so easily accessible. With this thought, Xavier's bright eyes turned to Korin, asking about the location where the Senzu Beans were being cultivated.

At this moment, Korin nimbly leapt up, his staff hooking onto the golden-hued stone pillars surrounding the tower. With a quick flip, his staff lightly touched the ceiling, and a one-meter-square passageway suddenly opened on the smooth rooftop.

So there is a hidden secret! Xavier's eyes flashed with a gleam, but he followed Korin without a word.

"Follow me up; the Senzu Beans are planted up there!"

Korin's bulky body moved into the third floor of Korin Tower, with Xavier close behind, entering the unknown third level.

Upon entering, Xavier found this third floor to be more spacious than he had imagined. Bright sunlight streamed down from the translucent ceiling, illuminating a sacred green stalactite at the center. Crystal-clear liquid dripped from the stalactite into a glass jar below.

"That jar contains Ultra Divine Water. The condensation of Ultra Divine Water isn't easy; it only yields a small jarful each year, which is why the Senzu Beans' production remains low," Korin explained.

That small jar contains Ultra Divine Water? Hearing this, Xavier couldn't help but feel curious. He approached to take a closer look. The Ultra Divine Water was clear with a faint purple hue. When he sniffed it, it smelled no different from ordinary water.

However, this Ultra Divine Water was formed from the divine essence over many years and had the potential to unlock latent abilities. Yet, for ordinary people, it was highly toxic.

Senzu Beans are irrigated with Ultra Divine Water, which explains their miraculous properties. Thus, cultivating Senzu Beans is indeed an intricate process. Transforming the toxic Ultra Divine Water into a healing elixir is no simple task.

"Be careful; this Ultra Divine Water is toxic. Mortals should not touch it lightly," Korin cautioned, glancing at Xavier with a kind reminder.

At this, Xavier placed the Ultra Divine Water back and began looking for where the Senzu Beans were planted. However, he could not find any sign of the beans.

"So, Korin, where are your Senzu Beans planted?"

"Follow me; they’re planted in the sunniest spot."

Korin led Xavier to a screen. Behind it, Xavier saw a small plot of cultivated land, just one or two square meters in size. Around it were several pots with Senzu Beans planted in them.

The Senzu Bean stalks were much shorter than ordinary bean plants. The emerald green leaves, glistening with dew, seemed almost alive, reflecting a fresh, green glow in the sunlight. Some of the branches bore purple flowers, while others had already formed pods.

However, there weren’t many.

"The yield of Senzu Beans is very low. In addition to being watered with Ultra Divine Water, they also require constant hydration with regular water. The cultivation process is very tedious, and the annual yield is only about a hundred beans."

Every time Korin thought of the over seventy thousand Senzu Beans Xavier took, he couldn't help but feel a bit of regret. Those were his accumulations over more than eight hundred years, all taken by Xavier at once. Now, he only had a few hundred beans harvested in recent years.

Yet, these were gifts he had given away himself, and regretting it now was futile. Sensing the resignation in Korin’s tone, Xavier flashed a bright smile. He had indeed profited greatly by obtaining so many Senzu Beans, and there was no way he would return such benefits now.

"Over a hundred beans a year is quite substantial. If you keep cultivating for a few more years, the yield will accumulate quickly," Xavier said with a reassuring smile.

"Easy for you to say!" Korin replied, not entirely pleased.

Xavier gave an awkward smile and said, "Recently, there's a popular item in the human world called Hoi-Poi Capsules. They’re great for preserving food. I could bring you some next time."

"Hmm, I've heard of those. When you come next time, make sure to fill them with fish," Korin’s eyes lit up, and he quickly added. Realizing he might have seemed too eager, he clamped his mouth shut, trying to regain his composed demeanor.

It didn’t matter whether it was Korin or any other cat; they all seemed to love fish. Xavier chuckled inwardly but didn’t dwell on it. He understood that Korin had not left Korin Tower in centuries, and his longing for fish was naturally intense.

Chapter 113: Farewell to Korin

To be honest, geniuses like Dr. Brief who can develop the Hoi-Poi Capsules are rare even in the entire universe.

Remember during the Namek Saga, Dr. Brief only took a short amount of time to modify a large spaceship for Goku, and even installed a gravity device on it.

His level of genius is simply unbelievable!

There’s also Dr. Gero, who secluded himself on an isolated island and spent decades researching the time machine. These talents, however, have their own ideals and are unlikely to work for Xavier.

But it doesn’t matter if they won’t work for him. Xavier can change his strategy. If he lets Dokra and those Fidaian scientists interact with Bulma’s father or Dr. Gero, they might have unexpected gains!

Shaking his head to dispel these thoughts, Xavier’s gaze swept around the room again. He saw Gohan placing the food on the ground onto the dining table one by one, and soon the small square table was piled high with food like a mountain.

Seeing the table full of food and the rich aroma of meat wafting through the air, Goku’s eyes suddenly lit up. After getting Gohan's permission, he pounced on the food like he hadn’t eaten in days, devouring it heartily.

After eating for a while, he raised his head in confusion: "Grandpa, why aren't you eating?"

"Goku, you go ahead and eat."

Goku innocently responded with an “oh” and continued to eat, the food on the table decreasing at a visible rate.

Gohan watched kindly, laughing heartily, “When I picked Goku up from the mountains a year ago, he was very wild. Later, he accidentally fell off a cliff and hit his head, and his temperament became gentle all of a sudden.”

“But I never expected his appetite to be so huge.” Raising such an insatiable child had already put a lot of pressure on Gohan.

Of course, Saiyans have huge appetites, Xavier thought with an inward smile.

Goku’s luck was quite good; the Galactic Patrol had specifically sent Jaco to kill him. However, after Jaco arrived on Earth, for various reasons, he missed Goku's spaceship, allowing Goku to survive by sheer luck.

Without revealing his thoughts, Xavier said, “A pure heart is good. Martial artists achieve greater heights with a clear mind.”

It was because of this pure heart that Goku repeatedly broke through his physical limits.

Gohan looked at him in surprise and asked, “Are you also a martial artist, young friend?”

“Just some showy moves!” Xavier replied modestly.

Gohan nodded at his words. Earth had a long history of martial arts, though few people truly achieved greatness. Many martial arts schools had been passed down. Gohan himself was a martial artist taught by Master Roshi, so he was only slightly surprised.

Having returned the Four-Star Ball to Gohan, Xavier didn’t want to disturb them any further. As he was leaving, he patted Goku on the head and said, “Goku, follow your grandpa’s teachings well. One day, you’ll become an outstanding martial artist.”

“Mm-hmm!” Goku nodded his head, laughing naively.

“Goku’s identity is quite special. During the full moon, don’t let him see the moon, or there will be unforeseen consequences.” At the doorway, Xavier gave a final piece of advice, repaying Gohan for lending him the Dragon Ball.

"..." Gohan didn't understand what Xavier meant. But seeing that Xavier had no ill intentions, he nodded in agreement.

Knowing that Gohan didn't grasp his warning, Xavier didn't mind. He had done his part by mentioning it once; whether Gohan could avoid the impending danger wasn't his concern. He didn't even care if Goku could achieve the same glory as in the original story. After all, the path one walks is one's own choice—one moment in heaven, one moment in hell. Those destined for success will always have the ability to achieve it, regardless of their circumstances.

If a different environment could prevent someone from succeeding, it would only mean that their previous success was merely a coincidence. Of course, coincidences are a form of strength in their own right.

After leaving Mount Paozu, Xavier didn't head straight to West City. Instead, he stopped by a nearby small town.

He extorted some currency from the local thugs, bought various fresh fish from the seafood market, and then packed them into his dimensional space. Xavier then headed towards the Sacred Land of Korin.

The Sacred Land, Korin.

Amidst a vast, lush forest, an ivory-colored, ancient tower rose into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

"No matter how many times I see Korin Tower, it always seems unbelievable," Xavier remarked, gazing at the slender structure enveloped in layers of mist. Then, with a sudden burst of speed, he shot up into the sky, creating a strong shockwave and quickly disappearing into the white clouds.

As he ascended, a small black dot appeared in his field of vision—the top of Korin Tower with its flat, spherical building. With a swift movement, Xavier stopped abruptly at the same height as the tower's top and then smoothly glided in, stepping into Korin Tower.

Inside Korin Tower, Korin the cat hermit was comfortably napping on a lounge chair, completely unaware of Xavier's arrival.

After patting Korin a few times, the cat hermit twisted and turned, waking up. Seeing the unexpected visitor, Korin blinked in surprise before recognizing him.

"Hey, isn't this Xavier? When did you come to Earth?"

It had been nearly seven years since their last meeting, and Korin was astonished to see Xavier again. Immediately, Korin noticed that Xavier had become even more unfathomable; his current strength was beyond Korin's ability to gauge.

However, the friendship they had established years ago reassured Korin that Xavier posed no threat to Earth.

"Hahaha, Korin, you wouldn't know, but I came to Earth three years ago. I just didn't visit you then. This time, besides coming to see you, I'm here to return the Dragon Balls I borrowed!"

Xavier said, looking at Korin.

"You were the one who gathered all seven Dragon Balls three years ago?" Korin quickly connected the dots, remembering the appearance of Shenron back then, and asked in surprise.

"It was indeed me," Xavier admitted openly, seeing no reason to hide it.

Leaning on his staff, Korin took a few steps forward, stroking his whiskers. "I always wondered who was powerful enough to collect all seven Dragon Balls. Hehe, after all, it's been over a hundred years since the last wish was made."

 come just to see me, did you?" Korin squinted his eyes.

It's no wonder people say those with squinted eyes are never simple characters—even a cat shouldn't be underestimated! Xavier cleared his throat and said, "Indeed, I came to check on the status of the Senzu Beans."

"Hold on, just to be clear, I don't have many Senzu Beans left!" Korin quickly interrupted when he heard Xavier mention Senzu Beans. Over the past few years, despite his meticulous efforts, he hadn't managed to grow many, and he couldn't afford to let Xavier take them.

Xavier couldn't help but laugh, "Korin, I'm not here to take your Senzu Beans. I still have plenty from the last time you gave me!"

He truly wasn't lacking in Senzu Beans.

When he first got over seventy thousand Senzu Beans from Korin, Xavier had carefully stored them. Aside from the few he had given to Celine, Adriel, and others, and the small amount consumed during training over the years, he still had over sixty thousand in his dimensional space.

However, who would ever think they had too many of these miraculous beans, capable of healing and saving lives at critical moments?

Despite the low yield of Senzu Beans, even with Korin’s increased efforts in cultivation after Xavier's advice, it was unlikely much had been harvested in just a few short years. Therefore, Xavier didn’t expect to get more Senzu Beans from Korin.

Chapter 112: Returning the Dragon Balls

With the new system established, almost all the senior and intermediate warriors were downgraded to regular warriors, and the number of elite warriors was only a little over a hundred, making them quite rare.

The training area experienced another peak period as Saiyans flocked to it in droves. Many were on the verge of breaking through, just a step away from becoming elite warriors, and were making a final push to elevate their status. Others were preparing for the upcoming missions.

Humans are social creatures with a herd mentality, and Saiyans are no exception. Surrounded by an intense training atmosphere, almost every Saiyan was immersed in fervent, passionate training. This fervor continued for months before gradually subsiding.

During these months, breakthroughs among Saiyans were a daily occurrence, leading to a rapid increase in the overall strength of Red Mountain Planet. By the time the Fidains completed the Galactic Patrol database, the number of elite warriors had miraculously surpassed 150, which was five times more high-level fighters than during King Vegeta's reign.

However, this resulted in an unusual void in the 8,000 to 10,000 combat power range. The Saiyans who later moved to Red Mountain Planet had a strong foundation, and with effective training methods and the aid of gravity chambers, their combat power increased rapidly. But most of the originally lower-tier Saiyans did not experience such swift improvements due to their lack of initial training. Although they made significant progress, their speed of improvement was much slower.

As the previously high-level warriors with combat power around 9,000 advanced to the elite tier, new warriors had yet to rise, creating a gap in the 8,000 to 10,000 range, while those with combat power between 5,000 and 8,000 started to form a dense cluster.

Xavier was well aware of the progress the Saiyans had made over the past two years and was very satisfied.

Time passed, with occasional disturbances, but generally, things developed as people hoped.

Three months after Xavier's return from the Galactic Patrol headquarters, the much-anticipated mission board finally appeared in Red Mountain Planet's database.

As per Xavier's request, the missions from the Galactic Patrol headquarters had been pre-screened, with all tasks confined to the East Galaxy. The number of missions was substantial, over ten thousand, seemingly accumulated over a considerable period.

Of course, once these missions arrived at Red Mountain Planet, the responsible mission management agency there had to conduct a second screening, eliminating tasks that were obviously unsuitable or overly hazardous for the current stage.

This process was crucial. Despite the cooperative state between Red Mountain Planet and the Galactic Patrol headquarters, Xavier did not want the Saiyans he led to become a force that the Galactic Patrol could recklessly use as they pleased.

Cooperation is a two-way street, and both parties should have the right to make choices. Deep down, Xavier remained somewhat wary of the Galactic Patrol. He had Adriel and a group of Fidains form a review team specifically to examine the missions sent by the Galactic Patrol headquarters. They couldn't afford to be used as pawns.

As the saying goes, the beginning is always the hardest. The task management office, newly established, had to face an overwhelming number of tasks, which exhausted the review team members. It took a whole month before Red Mountain Planet's task management office officially began publishing missions.

Of course, the task selection was a matter for the leadership of Red Mountain Planet. Other Saiyans were not concerned with these details. As soon as they heard that the task management office had started releasing missions, the impatient Saiyans rushed to the office to verify their qualifications, compare conditions, form their mission squads, and eagerly take on their tasks before boarding spacecraft and heading into space.

For a while, all the Saiyans were satisfied with their new tasks, and Red Mountain Planet became noticeably quieter with their departure.

However, Xavier didn't have the time to focus on these events because he had embarked on a journey to Earth to return the four Dragon Balls he held.

Earth.

Under a clear, sunny sky, over the vast expanse of the blue sea, seagulls cried out as a gentle breeze blew, the air moist and fresh with a hint of salt. With a few shimmering movements, Xavier appeared above the roaring ocean. He strolled leisurely, his figure flickering a few times over the sea's surface before disappearing suddenly.

"The first stop is Kame House, just ahead."

Seeing the small black dot in his line of sight and feeling the cool sea breeze, Xavier squinted his eyes. Leisurely walking on the water, he took a step forward, his entire body transforming into a streak of light, quickly reappearing on the distant horizon.

At Kame House, under the coconut trees, Master Roshi was lying on the beach, sunbathing as usual. His frail, skeletal frame looked like that of an old man on the verge of death, with no trace of the renowned martial arts master he was.

"Tsk tsk, sunbathing and napping without a care. Master Roshi sure knows how to live…" Watching Master Roshi in his leisure, Xavier chuckled to himself. There were still about ten years until the storyline began, and Roshi's peaceful days were numbered.

With a mischievous grin, Xavier slipped into Kame House. If he didn't want to be noticed, there was no way Master Roshi could detect him.

Kame House wasn't very large. Xavier casually picked a room and retrieved a three-star Dragon Ball from his dimensional space, tossing it into a corner. Not bothering whether Master Roshi would find it, Xavier clapped his hands and left Kame House.

It wasn't until a few weeks later, while cleaning, that Master Roshi discovered the Dragon Ball in the corner.

"Huh, how did this ball end up here?" The orange glass orb, lost for nearly three years, was right in his room. Master Roshi thought nothing of it, happily tied it with a string, and hung it around his neck.

Leaving Kame House, Xavier quickly headed to Frying Pan Mountain. He located Ox-King’s castle atop the mountain and prepared to place the Seven-Star Dragon Ball into Ox-King’s treasury. Xavier had originally found this Dragon Ball in a desert and, while he wasn't sure how it ended up in Ox-King’s treasury in the original story, he decided to avoid complications by placing it there directly.

With two Dragon Balls remaining, Xavier looked at the Four-Star and Two-Star balls in his hands and decided to visit Mount Paozu, hoping to meet Goku from the original story.

Mount Paozu was picturesque, surrounded by lofty mountains with only a narrow path connecting it to the outside valley. Xavier, now familiar with the area, quickly found Gohan’s secluded home.

At the base of the mountain, a small square house made of bricks and stone stood under the shade of trees. The door was locked, indicating that Gohan was likely out buying food. It made sense, as having a Saiyan with a huge appetite at home would require constant restocking.

Feeling a bit disappointed that he couldn't meet Goku and Gohan, Xavier was about to leave when he sensed a strong energy approaching. A smile spread across his face, knowing that Gohan was returning.

Soon, he saw Gohan, dressed in traditional attire with a white beard, leading a small boy with a long tail.

“Hmm, have we met before?” Gohan asked, seeing Xavier standing at the door and feeling a bit familiar.

Xavier smiled and glanced sharply at the boy beside Gohan, recognizing him as Goku. Due to a fall in the valley that damaged his head, Goku had forgotten his Saiyan origins.

Nodding, Xavier said, “Don’t you remember, old man? Three years ago, I borrowed a Dragon Ball from you!” He then handed the Four-Star Ball to Gohan.

Gohan slapped his forehead, recalling that someone had indeed borrowed a Dragon Ball from him three years ago. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time and was surprised that the person had come back to return it.

Gohan took the Dragon Ball with a smile. “Ah, it’s you! You see, I’m old and forget many things. If you need the Dragon Ball, you can just keep it. No need for a special trip.”

He took out a key, opened the door, and invited Xavier inside. Xavier, having no pressing matters, agreed and entered the house.

Goku, full of curiosity, ran around Xavier, examining him from all angles. After a moment, his stomach growled loudly, and he called out to Gohan, “Grandpa, I’m hungry!”

Goku’s innocence made Xavier laugh. He thought to himself that Goku was well-suited for life on Earth. On Red Mountain Planet, Goku might not have achieved his future greatness.

“Goku, we’ll have food soon,” Gohan said, patting Goku’s head. Turning to Xavier, he added, “This child has quite an appetite. I’ll prepare some food first.”

He pulled a box from his pocket, which contained a row of small capsules. With a “pop,” he tossed one on the ground, and a puff of white smoke revealed a pile of food that nearly filled the room.

“Capsule Corp technology!”

Xavier’s eyes gleamed with understanding. Dr. Briefs, Bulma’s father, had invented the capsules, which had become a global phenomenon essential for home and travel within a few years.

Chapter 111: The New Classification

Back home, Xavier gathered the leaders of Red Mountain Planet and informed them about the cooperation with the Galactic Patrol. Adriel, Belruk, and the others naturally accepted the news with enthusiasm, but they needed to discuss personnel arrangements in detail.

"After two years of development, half of the elite warriors who originally came to Red Mountain Planet have reached a combat power of over 10,000. Including the outstanding talents among the intermediate warriors, there are a total of 121 Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet with a combat power exceeding 10,000! There are also many whose power levels hover around 10,000!"

Speaking of the achievements of the Saiyans over the past two years, Adriel and the others were extremely excited.

These warriors, who had broken the 10,000 combat power barrier, were mostly members of the Red Mountain Planet Guard. Although they hadn't yet trained in the use of Ki, the gravity chambers on Red Mountain Planet had allowed them to make rapid progress.

Overall, Red Mountain Planet had become a gathering place for powerful individuals, a significant force in the universe. While their top-tier strength couldn't yet match that of Frieza, Cooler, or King Cold, their numbers and overall power made them a formidable presence. Often, even a small team could operate independently on missions.

Xavier was very satisfied with leading such a force. He nodded and said:

"As the Saiyan strength continues to grow, the distinction between lower-level and elite warriors has lost its meaning. From now on, let's classify Saiyans with combat power below 10,000 as regular warriors and those above 10,000 as elite warriors!"

Everyone agreed, nodding their heads. The distinction of lower-level warriors had indeed become meaningless. Thus, Red Mountain Planet now had 121 elite warriors.

"And what about those with a combat power above 100,000?" Alice asked, her beautiful eyes fixed on Xavier. Currently, only Xavier and Celine had surpassed the 100,000 combat power mark.

"Of course, they are Super Warriors!"

Xavier said, chest puffed out proudly. Naturally, this title only applied to him and Celine for now.

Smiling, Xavier then asked everyone, "How do you think the Saiyans should form teams to carry out missions?"

"Just like on Planet Vegeta," Belruk suggested after some thought. "The mission model has been refined over the years and doesn't need changing. However, we need to carefully evaluate the strength of the teams before assigning missions to avoid reckless allocation."

Liz nodded, adding, "The special forces members should also start gaining combat experience."

"When the special forces are still weak, we can have the guard members protect them in secret."

"If regular Saiyan children are assigned missions, they also need protection. However, the guard members should not interfere unless absolutely necessary."

Everyone shared their opinions, discussing the need to protect those children. Given the scarcity of Saiyan numbers, Xavier and the others couldn't afford significant losses.

Xavier listened quietly, nodding. "Alright, let's proceed with this plan. I'll have the Fidaians contact the Galactic Patrol to set up the mission management system as soon as possible."

Xavier concluded the meeting with a decisive tone, and everyone began to chat as usual. Xavier shared his experiences on Planet Yardrat and the events that transpired during his journey, leaving everyone in stunned disbelief.

Paradis slammed the table and exclaimed, "Xavier, you really surprised us! I thought your combat power was only 150,000, but you've silently broken through to 240,000!"

"But you were too reckless. Cooler is no joke. It was sheer luck that you escaped from him this time. You can't take such risks again!" Alice said, patting her chest with a worried expression.

Encountering Cooler and not immediately fleeing took a lot of guts on Xavier's part.

Belruk remained silent for a moment, then said, "While battles can indeed lead to breakthroughs, we must act within our limits. Life is precious and we only have one."

Seeing everyone’s concern, Xavier realized his recklessness and assured them, "Don’t worry, I won't take any risks unless I'm absolutely sure of success."

"By the way, didn't you say that every Saiyan carries sins on their shoulders? It looks like we should also find a chance to maintain peace in the galaxy." Belruk said with a self-deprecating smile. "Who would have thought that Saiyans would ever work to maintain universal peace?"

"This is for our own sake. I don't want to end up in hell after I die," Alice said with a helpless smile.

In the past, they were unaware of the afterlife and the importance of good and evil. Now that they knew, they naturally wanted to avoid suffering after death. However, clearing the sins they had committed under Frieza’s rule was no easy task.

…

Afterward, Xavier teleported to Mesan Star and found the Fidain settlement on a continent surrounded by oceans.

Silver-gray buildings rose from the ground, encircling a large plaza at the center of the city. A towering statue stood proudly, mirroring the architectural style of Planet Phydia.

"Lord Xavier!" Dokra quickly spotted Xavier and hurried over to greet him respectfully.

The Fidains had quickly integrated into Mesan Star, gradually restoring their national vitality, and were filled with reverence for Xavier, who had saved them.

Sensing Dokra’s sincerity, Xavier smiled and waved his hand. "No need for formalities, Dokra. I have a task for you."

Seeing Dokra listening attentively, he continued, "I've just reached an agreement with King Kai of the Galactic Patrol. From now on, the Saiyans will take on assignments from the Galactic Patrol, so I need you to construct a mission management system that connects to their headquarters."

"Leave it to me, my lord. Rest assured."

Hearing that Lord Xavier had made contact with the great King Kai, Dokra's eyes were filled with excitement, and he readily agreed.

If Xavier knew what Dokra was thinking, he would be speechless, as he couldn't quite associate King Kai’s image with the word "great."

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Xavier said with a smile.

Xavier had great confidence in the Fidains, following the principle of employing people without doubt or not using them at all. The Fidains on Mesan Star were managed by Dokra, while those on Red Mountain Planet were overseen by Elo. This trust from Xavier was evident, and it was precisely because of this trust that the Fidains carried out their tasks with utmost dedication, fearing to disappoint him.

The same day, the news about the Saiyans accepting employment from the Galactic Patrol spread among them. Although some details still needed to be discussed, the Saiyans in training stopped their exercises and eagerly shared the news with each other, full of excitement.

"We can finally go on missions again!" Saiyans who received the news were quick to share it with their friends and family.

They had been suppressed for too long, and the idea of finally being able to go out thrilled them immensely.

A few days later, the specific mission details were released. The Saiyans found that the tasks were similar to those on Planet Vegeta, with additional restrictions on task acceptance, which didn't bother them. They were even more enthusiastic and gathered in groups to celebrate.

Red Mountain Planet was buzzing with activity and excitement.

During this time, the leaders of Red Mountain Planet gathered all the members of the guard to announce the new warrior classification system. According to the new system, Saiyans would be divided into regular warriors, elite warriors, and super warriors.

Considering the future possibility of achieving the Super Saiyan level, a position for Super Saiyan was also reserved above super warriors, making a total of four levels.

The old ranking system based on aptitude was completely abolished and replaced by a combat power-based classification system. This was seen as progress, as Saiyans would continue to grow stronger in the future.

Chapter 110: Cooperation

"I think I just heard something quite interesting!" A stranger's voice suddenly echoed through the hall, and a figure emerged from the bright, spacious chamber.

"Who are you, daring to intrude into the Galactic Patrol headquarters!" The patrol officers guarding the hall noticed the disturbance and shouted in alarm, quickly gathering to shield the Galactic King.

"A human!"

Seeing the figure clearly, Jaco exclaimed, then shook his head, "Impossible, humans don't have such high battle power!"

Jaco's eyes were exceptionally sharp, rarely missing anything, but he had no idea how this person had appeared before them.

"No, he's not human. If I'm not mistaken, he's a Saiyan!" The Galactic King stared with his large eyes, his tentacles twitching in the air.

"He's a Saiyan? But he looks just like a human. Galactic King, don't Saiyans have tails?"

Jaco realized the truth and tapped his hand, understanding that Saiyans looked like this. He whispered to the Galactic King, "Aren't Saiyans supposed to be vicious and evil? I don't sense any evil from him."

"I don't know," the Galactic King replied.

"You’re talking about the Saiyans from Planet Vegeta. I am the leader of the Saiyans from Red Mountain Planet in the East Galaxy. Today, I'm here to discuss a deal with you." Xavier's tone was calm, lacking the arrogance usually associated with Saiyans.

Frowning, the Galactic King waved off the guards, "What do you want to discuss?"

Xavier approached and casually sat on Jaco's small spacecraft. "We Saiyans love battle, not mindless destruction. So I think we have much to discuss, such as defending planets and combating space pirates…"

"How can I trust you?"

"You don't need to trust us. The Galactic Patrol can't handle the Saiyans anyway. Why not let bygones be bygones and allow the Saiyans to take on tasks like other powerful beings in the galaxy? It would benefit both sides!"

Xavier's tone carried an undeniable firmness. With his power, he feared no organization.

The Galactic King frowned deeply, considering the proposal. Forming an alliance with the Saiyans wouldn't weaken the Galactic Patrol; it was a mutually beneficial strategy.

"Alright, but Saiyans must wear the Galactic Patrol insignia on their battle suits."

Xavier shook his head, "That's not possible. Saiyans are an independent race, not subordinates of the Galactic Patrol!"

When they had joined Frieza's forces, all Saiyans wore the Frieza Force battle suits. However, since Xavier established the Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet, their new battle suits no longer bore Frieza's mark, and they would certainly not bear the Galactic Patrol's insignia now.

"Not having the insignia is fine, but Saiyans must not harm innocent lives while on missions. Otherwise, the cooperation ends!" The Galactic King pondered for a moment before conceding.

"Agreed. I'll have our tech personnel establish contact with the Galactic Patrol. By the way, our primary area of activity is in the East Galaxy, so only assign us missions related to that region. We won't accept tasks from other areas."

With that, Xavier's body vanished from the hall, leaving the patrol members staring at each other in disbelief.

After a while, they finally reacted.

"Galactic King, are we really going to cooperate with the Saiyans? What if this is a trick?" some voiced their concerns.

"The Saiyans have a notorious reputation in the galaxy. I can't believe they would contribute to galactic peace."

"But if the Saiyans can stop causing trouble, our work would be much easier. It's surprising they weren't all wiped out with Planet Vegeta..." Given the Saiyans' strength, the Galactic Patrol had no effective control measures.

At that moment, a defense squad of five fighters, each with a power level over 10,000, arrived after receiving the Galactic Patrol's message.

"Where's the Saiyan?" a gruff voice shouted.

"Mr. Ditongjia, the Saiyan has already left..." a patrol member quietly informed him.

Ditongjia laughed heartily, "That Saiyan monkey must have heard I was coming and ran away in fear!"

"Uh, because the Saiyan made an agreement with us..." The patrol member explained the agreement between the Galactic Patrol and the Saiyans. As a witness, he still found the whole situation unbelievable.

"What! That worthless race has the nerve to negotiate? I could take them down with one punch!" Ditongjia sneered.

His companions shook their heads, their disdain for the Saiyans evident. Even during the height of the Saiyan's power, they didn't think much of them, let alone the few survivors left after Planet Vegeta's destruction.

To them, the Saiyans were just homeless savages. How could they call themselves a warrior race?

"Hey, Galactic King, when the organization contacts the Saiyans, give us their address. I want to see what they have left."

"Alright!"

The Galactic King agreed readily, waving his tentacles dismissively. Though Ditongjia and his group were rough and brutish, their cooperation with the Galactic Patrol had always been good. If they wanted to trouble the Saiyans, so be it.

…

Returning to Red Mountain Planet, Xavier didn't go straight home but instead wandered through the streets.

Around the city's leisure area, there were numerous arenas of various sizes, places for Saiyans to compete and spar. Of course, these arenas had many restrictions; otherwise, with the raw power of Saiyans, no arena could withstand their attacks.

At that moment, two Saiyans were battling fiercely on one of the arenas, their punches and kicks sending waves of force, eliciting cheers from the spectators.

"Heh heh, ever since we came to Red Mountain Planet, I've felt a lot freer. Look at how lively the martial arts atmosphere is now!" A Saiyan in the crowd grinned, using the trendy term "martial arts" that had become very popular recently.

"Yeah, in just over a year, my power level has skyrocketed, increasing by several thousand. Watching my power level rise bit by bit is incredibly satisfying."

"Lord Xavier is much stronger than King Vegeta. To have such power at such a young age... do you think Lord Xavier could be the legendary Super Saiyan?" One Saiyan speculated.

"Yeah, that's right! Lord Xavier and Lady Celine are both so powerful; they must be Super Saiyans!" said another, clearly a devoted fan of Xavier and Celine.

"Improving our power is great, but staying cooped up here on Red Mountain Planet feels stifling. My bones are getting stiff. When can we go out on missions?" Another Saiyan lamented.

This sentiment quickly resonated with the surrounding crowd, with many nodding in agreement. They hadn't had a good fight in two years and deeply missed the thrill of unrestricted battle.

Not far away, hearing their complaints, Xavier smiled faintly and thought to himself, "The days when you can fight to your heart's content are coming soon."

Chapter 109: Galactic Patrol

"In the galaxy, there's an organization that maintains order and balance—the Galactic Patrol. Although the Galactic Patrol can't rival the Frieza Force, it does stabilize certain regions of the galaxy."

Xavier flashed a bright smile and continued, "Some Saiyans feel lost without battles, right? Why not take missions from the Galactic Patrol headquarters and have our warriors execute them? This would not only satisfy the Saiyans' love for combat but also help cleanse them of their sins."

This was similar to when they carried out missions for Frieza, except instead of destroying planets, they would be protecting them.

In the Dragon Ball world, mortal death doesn't mean the end. Souls continue to face King Yemma's judgment in the afterlife, with the righteous going to Heaven and the wicked to Hell. Only those with significant merits might retain their bodies after death; otherwise, even powerful beings like Frieza or Cell couldn't escape Yemma's judgment. Perhaps reaching the level of a "god" would transcend these rules, but Xavier knew he would have to follow them for a long time.

This forced him to consider the Saiyans' position.

Xavier's goal was to develop the Saiyans of Red Mountain Planet into a respected race, similar to the Saiyans of Universe 6.

Adriel's eyes suddenly lit up at Xavier's idea, but then he frowned, "But will the Galactic Patrol allow Saiyans to take on missions? Our relationship with them isn't great!"

"How will we know if we don't try?" Xavier laughed heartily. With the Saiyans' strength maintaining peace in the universe, he couldn't imagine the Galactic Patrol refusing.

"Well, Xavier, you'll have to make a trip to the Galactic Patrol headquarters then."

Among everyone, only Xavier could use Instant Transmission, so the task naturally fell to him. As the leader of the Saiyans, he was the only one who could represent the entire race.

"No problem!"

"Oh, we've been chatting so much that I've gotten a bit hungry. Who's going to prepare lunch?" Rebecca stood up and checked the time. They had been talking for several hours without realizing it.

Pregnant as she was, Rebecca couldn't cook anymore. Xavier and Adriel exchanged glances and cheerfully headed to the kitchen.

The next day.

The sky was dim, with a sliver of dawn just peeking over the mountaintops, and a thin mist hung in the air.

After making his preparations, Xavier located the Galactic Patrol headquarters and used Instant Transmission to head over.

The Galactic Patrol headquarters was located in the central area of the galaxy. Since it was under the direct jurisdiction of the Grand Kai, most forces dared not interfere here.

Since the Galactic Patrol headquarters is elusive, Xavier could only pinpoint its general location. In a flash, Xavier appeared in space near his target. The vacuum environment immediately subjected his body to immense pressure.

Whoosh! A robust aura instantly enveloped his body. However, since Saiyans can't survive in a vacuum, this state would only last a few minutes.

Raising his head and looking around, Xavier saw bright, shimmering stars hanging against the dark night sky, twinkling brilliantly.

"There it is!" Xavier's eyes lit up as he spotted a massive structure ahead and accelerated towards it.

Whoosh! A streak of light flashed across the sky, and in an instant, he reached the Galactic Patrol headquarters.

It was a gigantic spherical structure with a ring-like space corridor around it, connected by four massive pipes, each a hundred meters in diameter. The spherical core hung slightly lower, resembling a colossal spinning top suspended in space.

"Who goes there?"

Several aliens of various appearances spotted Xavier's sudden appearance at the headquarters. They raised their energy cannons, aiming them at Xavier. These were the soldiers guarding the Galactic Patrol headquarters, and the red cannons in their hands glowed brightly.

Seeing the newcomer's face, an alien in a patrol uniform asked in confusion, "A human? Isn't that a race from a remote planet? How did he get to the Galactic Patrol headquarters?"

"Be careful, the scanner just detected this person's power level at 12,000!" a nearby companion whispered.

Xavier's actual power level was 240,000. Despite his current control over his energy, a significant amount still leaked out. Only by reaching a higher level of understanding could he achieve perfect control. He chose to expose a power level of 12,000 to add leverage to his negotiations. After all, strength was the foundation of any negotiation!

"How is that possible? Is your scanner broken? How can a human have such a high power level? Maybe he's not human?" the patrol member asked in disbelief.

Ordinary members like them only had power levels in the thousands. How could a mere human surpass them?

Seeing the Galactic Patrol members mistaking him for a human, Xavier couldn't blame them. Saiyans and humans looked remarkably alike. In fact, Saiyans could be considered a "species" of humans!

Except for the tail, Saiyans and humans were virtually identical. Even Vegeta didn't recognize the Saiyans from Universe 6 at first glance.

"That's right, I'm not human. I'm a Saiyan!"

"A Saiyan!!"

Several urgent screams echoed as the Galactic Patrol members suddenly went on full alert. The Saiyans had a notorious reputation in the galaxy. The alarms blared, and from the headquarters' corridors, a swarm of people emerged, all pointing their energy cannons at Xavier.

The Galactic Patrol maintained peace in the galaxy with the backing of the Grand Kai and countless hired strong fighters. The patrol headquarters didn't have much defensive capability, so facing a Saiyan who could attack at any moment, the Galactic Patrol exhibited unprecedented vigilance.

"Ha ha, don't be so tense. I don't have time to waste with you. I'll go directly to see the Galactic King."

With that, Xavier smiled, waved at them, and vanished into thin air, turning into a blur before disappearing. His actions left the patrol members stunned, and soon the sharp, urgent alarms blared, plunging the Galactic Patrol headquarters into chaos.

"Hurry, notify the Galactic King! A Saiyan is attacking the headquarters!"

"Wait, weren't the Saiyans destroyed?" one patrol member asked in confusion.

"There must be survivors. Those evil Saiyans wouldn't be wiped out so easily."

The leading patrol member's face was anxious because, according to their scanners, the Saiyan's power level was at least over 10,000, and there were no experts in the headquarters who could handle him.

"Hurry up and issue a mission. Summon the nearby strong fighters for rescue, and hope they can make it in time." If the Galactic Patrol headquarters were breached, it would be a significant blow to the organization's reputation.

In the center of the spinning-top-shaped building, a room divided into hexagonal compartments like a beehive, the Galactic King, a jellyfish-like creature with multiple tentacles, was reprimanding a young patrol member.

"Jaco, you failed to complete such an important mission. How are you going to explain this?" The Galactic King waved his tentacles, a large crown perched on his massive head.

Jaco, with his purple skin and golden eyes, retorted, "Galactic King, I searched Earth for a long time but didn't find the Saiyan child you mentioned. I don't think he poses a threat to Earth; otherwise, I would have found him by now."

Jaco continued to complain, "And the spaceship you provided was in terrible condition. If it weren't for my friends on Earth who helped repair it, I wouldn't have even made it back!"

The Galactic King coughed twice and said, "Ahem, since you didn't find the Saiyan, let's forget about it. By the way, before you went to Earth, didn't you say humans were vile and planned to eliminate them all? What changed your mind?"

"Yes, after observing them, I found that Earthlings do have value worth protecting, so I suggest bringing Earth under the protection of the Galactic Patrol." Thinking of the friends he made on Earth, Jaco proposed.

This was a complete 180-degree turn from his original plan!

Chapter 108: Restlessness

When Xavier returned to Red Mountain Planet, he didn't alert anyone. With his current power, if he wished to conceal his presence, no one on Red Mountain Planet could detect him.

Previously, he had visited Planet Yardrat and found that Celine and Bardock were still deeply engrossed in learning the secret techniques. Not wanting to disturb them, he decided to return to Red Mountain Planet first.

With Instant Transmission, the vast distances of the universe were no longer an issue for Xavier. It was just a matter of a thought.

He didn't seek out Adriel or the others immediately but headed straight to the training area. The training zone was bustling, with Saiyans engaging in various forms of training. Compared to a year ago, the overall strength of the Saiyans had improved significantly.

Xavier walked through the lively atmosphere, feeling quite pleased.

Soon, he arrived at the training ground for the special forces. In the training ground, dozens of young Saiyans were sparring with each other. When they saw Xavier approach, they stopped their movements and stood at attention, greeting him in unison. Xavier smiled and nodded, continuing to observe their training progress.

In the middle of the once flat and spacious training ground, three or four towering buildings over a hundred meters high had been erected.

These were gravity training chambers that Xavier had specially prepared for the special forces members. They were relatively rare mid-level gravity chambers capable of reaching 100 times Earth’s gravity. At that moment, about a dozen special forces members were training inside. Xavier checked and saw that the gravity was set to only 15 times Earth’s gravity, nodded approvingly, and moved on.

Xavier's main concern was that the young Saiyans might recklessly set the gravity chambers too high, exceeding their physical limits. Fortunately, these children followed his instructions and avoided blind training.

What Xavier didn't realize was that his status among the Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet was far more revered than that of the former leader, King Vegeta. Especially in the hearts of the special forces members, Xavier was like a deity, full of might and authority.

He then went to check on Shakda and Atasya and found that they were steadily improving their power levels. Satisfied, Xavier moved on.

...

Walking along the elegant, bustling cobblestone path, Xavier saw several female Saiyans shopping for food. Although the food delivery on Red Mountain Planet was managed by Fidaian-manufactured machinery, internal trade still took place in the residential areas.

A familiar figure ahead caught Xavier’s attention. He smiled and approached.

"Lord Xavier, you're back! How is Bardock?" Gine asked excitedly when she saw him.

Xavier smiled, "Don't worry, Bardock has found a way to treat the curse's aftereffects on Planet Yardrat, but it will take some time before he can return." He then noticed the child in Gine’s arms and stepped closer to play with her, asking, "What's the child's name?"

"This is our daughter, Elsie!" Gine said happily.

"Elsie," Xavier repeated softly, then stared at the baby in Gine's arms for a long time, marveling at the wonders of life. Bardock hadn't gone back in time, and Goku had a sister!

"By the way, Lord Xavier, you haven't been back for a long time. Did you know that Sister Rebecca is pregnant?" Gine said, her tone light and friendly. Both Bardock and Adriel were the top warriors of Red Mountain Planet, so their families were quite close.

"Aunt Rebecca is pregnant?"

Xavier was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded. It made sense; Uncle Adriel and Aunt Rebecca were still relatively young. Having another child was only natural. He wondered what Celine's reaction would be when she heard the news.

Xavier stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Ha ha, there are still too few Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet. The more children, the better!" Xavier said with a laugh, then asked Gine about the recent situation on Red Mountain Planet.

Gine thought for a moment and said, "Overall, Red Mountain Planet is doing well. However, many Saiyans are itching to go out and fight. Red Mountain Planet is the main base, so they can't fight with full force here. Even so, many continents have been damaged."

Xavier listened, his brow furrowing.

Saiyans were a warrior race, and without battles, life seemed less enjoyable. On Red Mountain Planet, these Saiyans were very restrained, but even so, their battles caused significant destruction. Xavier planned to manage Red Mountain Planet for the long term. If the environment was destroyed, it might take hundreds or thousands of years to recover.

This situation was frustrating for the Saiyans, and managing them became difficult for Xavier.

"It seems I need to find something for these Saiyans to do!" Xavier thought, planning to discuss this with Adriel later.

After bidding farewell to Gine, Xavier returned to his home, rested for a while, and then headed straight to Adriel's house.

Rebecca, with a noticeably large belly, opened the door. The child would be born soon.

"Aunt Rebecca, it looks like Celine will soon have a little brother or sister..." Xavier joked with a smile.

Rebecca laughed, "Why are you back alone? Aren't Celine and the others back yet?"

"Learning the secret techniques of Planet Yardrat isn't easy. Celine and the others will be there for quite a while!" Xavier chuckled. In the original story, it took Goku a year to learn Instant Transmission, possibly with the help of the Yardratians. Xavier thought it would take Celine some more time to master it.

"Where's Uncle Adriel?"

"He's still training in the gravity chamber. I'll go get him." Rebecca said as she invited Xavier to sit inside and went to call Adriel.

Adriel's home was like his own, so Xavier felt no restraint. He found a sofa, sat down, and started eating some fruit.

Before long, Adriel came in, holding a damp towel. His dark face showed some joy. Xavier noticed that in just a year, Adriel's power level had risen to 62,000! He was one of the few Saiyans who had broken the 50,000 mark.

It seemed that once the floodgates opened, the peak power of the Saiyans was steadily rising. Of course, Xavier knew very well that this rise would eventually hit a "ceiling." Reaching a certain level would make further progress extremely difficult.

"Xavier, how was your experience on Planet Yardrat?" Adriel asked enthusiastically.

"It was great, very rewarding!" Xavier replied with a smile.

He then briefly recounted the key events since leaving Red Mountain Planet. When Xavier casually mentioned defeating the Mecha Troops and that his daughter Celine had reached a power level of 140,000, Adriel and Rebecca couldn't help but feel proud.

However, when Xavier mentioned encountering Cooler, Adriel couldn't help but worry, scolding, "Xavier, why would you challenge Cooler so soon? It's a good thing nothing went wrong!"

Cooler was even more terrifying than Frieza, and when Xavier revealed that Cooler displayed a power level of 1.5 billion, both Adriel and Rebecca gasped in shock, their faces showing utter disbelief.

"Actually, I wanted to escape, but I hesitated for a moment, and Cooler was already upon me..." Xavier said helplessly. "Cooler is truly formidable. My space-time abilities were useless against him. I miscalculated!"

"It seems the Saiyans still have a long way to go for revenge," Adriel sighed deeply, feeling a sense of dread. Frieza, Cooler, and the unknown power of King Cold were immense obstacles standing in the way of the Saiyans. Until they were removed, the Saiyans couldn't truly rise.

Then, hearing Xavier talk about the visions seen through the "Spirit Eye," Adriel's brow furrowed deeply. "If what you say is true, nearly all Saiyans are heavily burdened with sins and will face King Yemma's judgment in the afterlife?"

Adriel found it hard to believe, but he trusted Xavier, which left him profoundly shocked.

"So, for us, the appropriate course of action should be to quickly cleanse the Saiyans of their sins and change their bad reputation in the universe."

"What's your specific plan?"

Xavier smiled and said, "The Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet are becoming restless due to the lack of battles, right? We'll start from there."

"You mean..."

Adriel looked at him curiously, noticing that Xavier was increasingly showing the qualities of a leader. As the leader of the Saiyans, he needed to possess such decisive and domineering charisma. This wasn't a criticism, as the Saiyans were a warrior race, and their leader needed to be dominant and assertive.

Chapter 107: The Mysterious Place

The Supreme Kai holds the highest position among the gods, able to traverse freely anywhere within his divine jurisdiction. In the universe, only the God of Destruction is his equal. However, the awkward truth is that the Supreme Kai has status but lacks the power to match it.

This incapability means that the Supreme Kai cannot effectively control the universe under his jurisdiction. Often, he must cultivate powerful warriors or rely on the authority of the God of Destruction.

But the personality of Beerus, the God of Destruction... it's something even the Supreme Kai struggles with.

Back to the point, after the encounter with Cooler, Xavier fully realized the importance of Instant Transmission. It was a lifesaving skill in critical moments! So, after achieving a breakthrough in his mental state, he practiced and attempted Instant Transmission multiple times.

Through repeated practice, Xavier made an astonishing discovery. He sensed that the cosmic space was not as simple as it seemed. Behind the smooth and locally twisted folds, there appeared to be layers of membranes that seemed to exist and not exist simultaneously.

These membranes were thin yet unbreakable, numerous yet not cluttered. Extending along these threads formed a vast network binding the entire universe together.

"What is this? A network of cosmic spatial layers?" With a hint of curiosity, Xavier spread his mental and psychic energy along the threads. What he saw astonished him; these membranes permeated the entire universe, spanning countless galaxies and dimensions, finally converging at a single point in an extremely high dimension.

"All space extends from that point. Could it be the origin of the universe?" Curious, Xavier observed for a while. He reached out his hand and made a grabbing motion towards the tiny point, inadvertently triggering Instant Transmission.

Xavier's body disappeared.

In a high-dimensional space.

Countless stars orbited cyclically and rhythmically around a central divine star.

On a vast, lush green plain, the blue sky reflected circular star patterns, marking this as a sacred place untouched since ancient times.

On a green, low hill, Xavier appeared without warning.

"Where am I?"

Looking around, Xavier saw a vast expanse of green grassland, dotted with occasional small hills and a few ancient trees with lush foliage. He took a deep breath, savoring the fragrant air, and felt a sense of timeless, serene tranquility.

As he moved slightly, a look of puzzlement crossed his face. He swung his fists a few times and noticed that every punch encountered a powerful force in the air, restraining his movements.

"What's going on? Why is the spatial constraint so strong?"

To test another theory, he gathered an energy blast in his palm and smashed it into the ground. The impact caused a slight tremor, and the grass was left with a shallow half-meter crater, significantly reducing its power.

"This place is truly bizarre. It seems to have a very strong restrictive force. That attack I just made would have leveled a mountain anywhere else, but here it only made a small crater," Xavier thought to himself. The area was deserted, and although it resembled Namek in some ways, he knew this was not Namek.

A gentle breeze blew by as Xavier slowly floated into the air. He quickly adapted to flying in this space and began to accelerate.

Whoosh—

A bright streak of light flashed across the sky, leaving a faint trail in the air before vanishing over the horizon.

As his speed increased, the gentle breeze turned fierce. Xavier flew for a long time, but everything remained the same—endless grasslands with occasional lakes being the only variation.

"Huh, what's that?" Something sparkling in the distance caught Xavier's attention.

With a glimmer of hope, he sped towards the light.

However, upon reaching the source, Xavier was surprised to find a small hill. The glowing object turned out to be the hilt of a sword embedded in the ground.

"The Z Sword!" he exclaimed in surprise.

As he stared at the hilt, numerous images flashed through his mind. It was indeed the legendary Z Sword mentioned in the original story, which also contained the seal of the old Supreme Kai from 15 generations ago.

"So, this is the Sacred World of the Kai. That explains everything. No wonder the space here is so solid," Xavier thought, realizing the truth. The Sacred World of the Kai was strong enough to withstand battles of Majin Buu's caliber, naturally suppressing his own power significantly.

Xavier's eyes then shifted to the sword on the hill. Enthusiastically, he tried to pull it out, but the hilt didn't budge.

Shaking his head with a sigh, Xavier smiled wryly. "I'm still far from being able to pull out the Z Sword."

"The Sacred World of the Kai forbids mortals from entering. I'd better leave quickly," Xavier thought. The East Supreme Kai was approachable, but Kibito was not fond of mortals trespassing on the sacred land.

Although he didn't consider Kibito, who played a minor role in the original series, a threat, Xavier knew he was not yet a match for him.

After staring at the Z Sword for a while, Xavier's emotions stirred. Then he used Instant Transmission to leave the Sacred World of the Kai.

Not long after Xavier disappeared, Kibito, dressed in a black Supreme Kai robe, suddenly appeared near the Z Sword. He looked around curiously. "Strange, I could have sworn I felt a mortal's presence here, but it's gone now."

"Kibito, you must be mistaken. This is the Sacred World of the Kai. How could there possibly be a mortal here?" The East Supreme Kai's figure appeared behind Kibito, seemingly out of nowhere.

Kibito turned around and respectfully bowed to the East Supreme Kai. "Lord Supreme Kai, what brings you here?"

"Hehe, no need for such formality, Kibito," the silver-haired East Supreme Kai smiled, glancing at the desolate and empty Sacred World of the Kai. He sighed suddenly. "Recently, Babidi has been active again. I'm not sure what schemes he's plotting this time, but it seems even the Demon Realm is involved. We must keep a close watch and ensure Babidi's plans do not succeed!"

"Yes, Lord Supreme Kai!" Kibito replied with utmost respect.

The East Supreme Kai then looked worriedly at the lower realms. If Babidi were to release Majin Buu, it would spell disaster for the universe. The mere thought of Majin Buu's ruthless and violent nature sent shivers down his spine.

Once, there were five Supreme Kais in the Sacred World of the Kai; now, only he remained. Majin Buu was like a nightmare, haunting his thoughts. The East Supreme Kai was truly terrified of Majin Buu.

The East Supreme Kai was still quite young. In the realm of Supreme Kais, he was considered immature and lacked full knowledge of the universe's secrets, including the existence of the God of Destruction, Beerus. Knowing about Beerus might have eased some of his worries.

…

Saiyan Base, Red Mountain Planet.

It had been a year since Xavier and his companions left for Planet Yardrat.

Recently, the main force of the Fidaian people, after a journey of over two years, finally arrived at the Red Mountain Planet's binary star system. Under the coordination of Fidaian Elo, Dokra led the main force to land on the nearby Planet Mesen.

Upon their arrival, the giant spaceship, equipped with numerous cannons, caused panic among the native humans of Planet Mesen. The civilization on Mesen was roughly equivalent to Earth's during Xavier's previous life, but with a smaller population, making it relatively weak. When they saw the arrival of the Fidaian spaceship, they feared an invasion by an alien civilization.

The entire planet plunged into extreme panic, with various doomsday rumors spreading rapidly. The United Kingdom of Mesen was in an uproar over the arrival of the aliens. While they argued, the Fidaians found an uninhabited, pristine continent in the ocean and began to settle there.

Gradually, the humans' panic subsided. After initial contact between the Fidaians and the Mesenians, the Mesenians realized that the newcomers were not there to invade. This led to tentative interactions. Once it became clear that the Fidaians were not an evil race, exchanges between the two peoples became more frequent.

Chapter 106: Training and Reflection

In the vast universe, within a massive star system, a brief flash of light heralded Xavier's appearance on one of the planets. As soon as he landed, the immense gravity bound his body, causing him to gasp for air.

This planet had at least a hundred times the gravity of Earth! Remembering the perilous moment from before, beads of sweat appeared on Xavier's forehead.

During the collapse of time-space, he endured Cooler's fierce blow, shattering his internal organs. The excruciating pain nearly made him lose consciousness. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Xavier managed to retrieve a Senzu Bean and consume it.

The Senzu Bean's healing properties restored his injuries completely.

At that point, Xavier was deeply buried underground. Realizing the vast power gap between himself and Cooler, he lost interest in the fight. He promptly concealed his energy and used Instant Transmission to escape from Planet Beq.

"Cooler has a base power level of 1.5 billion. Rumor has it he can transform a fourth time. Only as a Super Saiyan could I possibly contend with him!"

Xavier knew he lacked the power to resist Cooler, and the frustration in his heart began to subside. Although he hadn't gained any advantage in the battle with Cooler, the experience was invaluable.

"I was a bit too reckless this time!"

With a sigh, Xavier lowered his banners and began to review his impulsive actions. Honestly, if Cooler hadn't been toying with him and had used his full strength, Xavier's escape would have been uncertain.

Such head-to-head confrontations when there's a significant power disparity are like playing with fire! This highlighted the limitations of psychic powers, serving as a wake-up call for Xavier, who had overly relied on his time-space abilities.

"It seems that time-space abilities should only be used as support in combat. Relying on them as a trump card is unreliable, like gambling, and this time I almost lost completely!"

Recalling the previous danger, cold sweat broke out on Xavier's forehead.

"But the Frost Demons are indeed terrifying. Fortunately, there aren't many of them; otherwise, no amount of territory would be enough for them." There seems to be a law of balance in the depths of the universe: the stronger the individual power of a race, the fewer their numbers.

In the original work, the only beings stronger than the Frost Demons, aside from the Gods of Destruction, didn't naturally occur. Androids, Majin Buu, and Hirudegarn were all artificially created to some extent.

No wonder the Frost Demons always claimed to be the strongest race in the universe; their title is well-deserved.

Having consumed a Senzu Bean earlier, the gentle energy flowed throughout his body, instantly restoring his physical strength. However, while the Senzu Bean healed his physical injuries, it couldn't easily cure the aftereffects of his shattered abilities.

It would likely take several months to fully recover from the mental trauma.

"It's time to settle down and reflect." A thoughtful expression appeared on Xavier's face as he realized it was time to summarize his decades of learning and experiences, seeking his own path to becoming a true warrior.

Crack! Xavier moved his body, and his bones trembled, producing a series of crisp, crackling sounds like popping beans. Summoning his energy, Xavier was astonished to find it flowing within him like an endless river.

His energy surged dramatically, far beyond his previous limits.

Using his "Spirit Eye" to scan himself, the data that appeared made him ecstatic.

Xavier: 13 years old, Power Level 240,000!

240,000 power level—a sudden increase of 80,000! Xavier found it almost unbelievable.

After years of accumulation and the intense battle with Cooler, a part of his latent potential had been unlocked. Though it couldn't compare to Goku's dramatic power leap on Namek from 90,000 to 3,000,000 after being injured, Xavier was still immensely satisfied.

Goku's massive power boost always seemed a bit like cheating, almost unnatural. Or perhaps... Goku had simply accumulated potential for so long that it all burst out at once?

"I need to familiarize myself with this new power and heal the mental trauma!" Xavier calculated. He always believed that a solid foundation was crucial. Every bit of energy needed to be effectively utilized, becoming the cornerstone for future growth.

So, in the following days, Xavier trained intensively on this medium-sized planet.

"19,998!"

"19,999!"

"20,000!"

Day after day, Xavier engaged in regular training. On this planet with immense gravity, he completed twenty thousand jumps before stopping, wiping the sweat from his face, his eyes resolute. Then he began to run.

Xavier ran continuously, carrying heavy weights until his steps became staggered, and his thighs were filled with intense soreness and fatigue.

With a thud, his body collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. After sleeping for more than ten hours, Xavier woke up and resumed slightly simpler, moderate-intensity training. This cycle repeated, slowly honing his energy.

Five months later.

In a vast land filled with jagged rocks, the scorching sun blazed down from the sky, causing a burning sensation.

"Huff, huff!"

Near the expansive stone forest, several energy blasts shot out, shining with blue light. After launching the blasts, Xavier used Instant Transmission, appearing abruptly in front of them, taking a defensive stance.

With a deafening explosion, the energy blasts hit him, but as the smoke cleared, Xavier stood unscathed, brushing off the debris. His eyes flashed with determination as he summoned his energy.

Crack!

The vast earth beneath him undulated like waves, and dark cracks spread across the hard ground.

"Hah!" Xavier exerted more force, his energy surging like a tidal wave. Placing his palms in front of his chest, his fingers spread, forming a massive energy ball, emitting a brilliant, scorching light.

In that moment, Xavier seemed to transform into a radiant star, with debris slowly levitating around him, escaping the planet's gravity.

"Roar!"

His aura exploded outward, centered on Xavier, with massive amounts of energy condensing together, resembling roaring dragons devouring everything around them. The high-purity energy generated extreme temperatures, melting the surface rock instantly.

The powerful shockwave cut across the uneven ground, creating a harsh, hissing sound.

Boom! Boom!

A massive mushroom cloud rose skyward, quickly expanding to over a kilometer high, and the surrounding air trembled.

As the violent energy gradually subsided, a colossal crater, a kilometer wide and over fifty meters deep, appeared near Xavier. The crater was filled with molten rock, with light blue smoke wafting above it. Around the crater, concentric circles of destruction extended for tens of kilometers.

Gazing at the devastated land caused by his energy, Xavier's face showed a hint of satisfaction.

"I've finally mastered the energy within me. If I were to unleash a full-power attack, I could easily destroy this massive planet!"

After a brief moment of contemplation, Xavier understood his power clearly.

During these five months, aside from mastering his energy and solidifying his foundation, he also made significant progress in mental recovery. The injuries caused by the backlash of his abilities had healed.

Furthermore, he felt that his time-space abilities had made a breakthrough, especially in terms of Instant Transmission. It had become more fluid and intuitive, seemingly approaching the level of the Supreme Kai's teleportation.

Chapter 105: Planet Destruction!

The arrogance of the strong was something Xavier could not comprehend. In his view, no matter how insignificant the opponent might seem, one should always fight with full force. After all, one could never predict when a seemingly weak opponent might turn out to be a formidable foe in disguise, leading to an unexpected defeat.

Perhaps... it was due to their past undefeated records that made powerful beings like Frieza and Cooler adopt a playful attitude in battles with their enemies.

With a solemn expression, Xavier looked at Cooler, who was floating in the air. He discreetly chewed and swallowed the Senzu Bean he had hidden in his mouth. Gritting his teeth, Xavier suddenly burst into mad laughter as a new wave of battle began.

Boom! Boom!

The air still carried a sharp, acrid smell. Thin clouds split the blue sky into two parts, creating a surreal, dream-like beauty.

"Argh!"

A sword of blood spurted from Xavier's mouth as his body flew like a cannonball, friction with the surrounding air producing a sharp noise. Boom! Wherever the shockwave passed, forests and rivers were cut off, countless trees and vegetation were severed and swept into the air.

Spreading his arms to stop mid-air, Xavier's aura was significantly weaker than before. He panted heavily, fatigue etched on his face. In stark contrast, Cooler's expression was relaxed and carefree, showing no signs of exhaustion.

Cooler smiled wickedly, hands behind his back, slowly floating over until he was just a few meters from Xavier, watching him with interest. Born with immense power, beings like Cooler from the Frost Demon race never faced life-and-death situations.

Thus, they particularly enjoyed watching other lives struggle between life and death, finding a twisted pleasure in it!

Whoosh! Cooler's figure disappeared and reappeared in front of Xavier, kicking towards his chest. Xavier immediately crossed his arms in front of him to block the kick. However, as he blocked, Xavier's face twisted in pain; the explosive force was not easily deflected.

Xavier was sent flying far away. If not for the tempering of his body through space-time power, making it exceptionally strong, that kick would have broken his arms.

"Such strong force!" Feeling his arms still numb, Xavier gritted his teeth, several thoughts flashing through his mind, ending in a bitter smile.

"Matching strength with strength won’t work. I have to find another way!" As the thought crossed his mind, a layer of silver-gray light covered his eyes. Xavier knew he was no match for Cooler, so he resorted to his ultimate move.

"Time-Space Stasis!"

Suddenly, an ice-blue world enveloped the entire planet.

This technique was countless times more powerful than the "Time Stop" he had used before. For a moment, time and space on Planet Beq were completely frozen.

In the ice-blue world, Oros and the other aliens looked up with calm expressions, still existing within the timeline, unaware that time and space had been frozen.

Not far away, Cooler remained suspended mid-air, his arrogant smile frozen on his face.

"With Cooler included in the time-space pause, the energy consumption is too rapid. I must finish this quickly!"

The rapid depletion of energy didn't allow Xavier much time to think. Cooler's energy was so immense, like the Sun pulling the Earth in orbit around it. Reversing the situation, making the Sun orbit the Earth, was nearly impossible.

Xavier instinctively knew that the time-space pause wouldn't last even a second.

But then, something unexpected happened. Cooler's eyes, frozen in time, suddenly moved. A terrifying aura erupted, sweeping out in all directions. The crystal-clear ice-blue world shattered like a smooth mirror!

"Damn, the ability's been broken!" A flash of shock crossed Xavier's face. He hadn't expected Cooler to break free from the time-space restraint.

For someone a thousand times stronger than him, Xavier's abilities were ultimately insufficient, falling just short.

Tiny cracks formed in the center, extending outward. The ice-blue world quickly disintegrated into glowing crystals, like vibrant, dazzling fragments, drifting away in the wind and disappearing...

Splurt!

A powerful backlash hit Xavier. He felt the world spinning, his blood vessels seemingly about to explode. With a gasp, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his spirit momentarily drained.

"Cooler is so powerful that even the time-space ability can't restrain him!"

A flash of horror passed over his face as he wiped the blood from his mouth. The feeling of the time-space shattering was far worse than when Zarbon broke through his spatial ability. Xavier's face was pale, a bitter smile on his lips.

This was his trump card. It was because of this move that he dared to face Cooler, despite knowing the vast difference in their power. Now that even the time-space ability was ineffective, there was no point in staying. He had to find a way to escape.

"Oh? What a fascinating skill. You just used some strange move, didn't you? Interesting, it almost made me hesitate," Cooler sneered coldly, his body transforming into a stream of light and instantly appearing beside Xavier.

"Trouble, trouble!"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Xavier's mind, his expression constantly changing. But against Cooler's overwhelming strength, he had no solutions.

A hand like a steel vice grabbed his arm, and the other fist swung with violent, rampant energy swirling around. As the light flow stopped, countless sharp blades mercilessly attacked Xavier.

Boom!!

Before Xavier could react, the brutal force pierced through his abdomen!

Then, with a powerful punch, Cooler sent Xavier crashing down from the sky. Boom! The impact created a crater with a diameter of several dozen meters. Sand and yellow earth flew up hundreds of meters, the invisible shockwave bending all the trees, some thick ones snapping in half.

Xavier's figure was buried underground, completely out of sight!

Cooler calmly watched the crater for a while, but there was no response. After a long pause, he sneered, and only when Oros approached did he speak. "Lord Cooler, the energy response has disappeared. That kid should be dead."

"Hmm." Cooler's indifferent voice echoed as his purple tail slapped the ground. He turned and said, "Let's go, leave this planet!"

"Yes!" Oros bowed slightly, then directed the other aliens to clean up the scene.

Soon, the disc-shaped spaceship ascended and left the atmosphere, stopping a considerable distance away from the planet. The ship hovered there.

Cooler floated out of the spaceship alone, a sinister look on his face as he gazed at the lonely, spinning Planet Beq. He extended a finger, sparks flickering at the tip, and suddenly, a massive fireball with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared.

"Death Ball!"

With a cruel smile, he pointed, and the enormous energy-laden fireball surged toward Planet Beq. This move was very similar to Frieza's planet-destroying attack. Once hit, Planet Beq would surely turn into cosmic dust.

Watching the massive fireball slowly approach the planet, Cooler laughed heartily, and those in the spaceship, including Oros, also smiled excitedly.

Destruction and eradication, leaving no traces behind!

This was the Frost Demon's customary method!

Although the energy detector had confirmed the opponent's death, even if he somehow survived, there was no escaping the Death Ball's devastating impact!

As the Death Ball descended, it culminated in a magnificent and shocking explosion. Planet Beq was reduced to a tiny speck of dust in the cosmos. Satisfied, Cooler retracted his smile and led his subordinates back to their headquarters.

Chapter 104: The Gap is Too Wide

"Stay calm, now is not the time to act recklessly!" Xavier silently warned himself.

Frieza usually maintains a base power level of 530,000 because he cannot control his energy well. However, Cooler maintains a form similar to Frieza's ultimate form at all times, which suggests that Cooler's power is far more terrifying than Frieza's.

At least for now, Frieza cannot compare to his elder brother Cooler.

This is partly because Cooler is older than Frieza, as evidenced by his ultimate form showing much more maturity. In the Frost Demon race, Frieza is still considered young.

Therefore, Xavier was even more wary of Cooler.

He knew the vast power difference between himself and Cooler, and even if he used his abilities to the fullest, he probably couldn't last long!

"Interesting!"

Looking at the figure standing not far away, a flash of surprise crossed Cooler's eyes. A cruel smile formed on his lips as he turned to Oros and said, "Check that kid's power level!"

Oros responded and signaled to the subordinate beside him to use a large-scale detector. At this point, the standard scouter glasses were no longer effective.

After a series of beeps, the results quickly appeared on the detector. Oros's pale golden eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "Impossible, this guy's power level is actually 161,000!"

No wonder Oros was so shocked; Xavier's power level was astonishing. 160,000 was significantly higher than that of the former members of the Mecha Squadron.

"Oh, so it's possible that he really did kill Shaviza and the others?"

Cooler rubbed his chin, whispering softly, his eyes glinting with a sharp light, revealing nothing of his thoughts. Suddenly, Cooler smiled, his purple tail slapping the ground, sending a cold aura toward Xavier's direction.

"Hehe, your power is quite impressive. I wonder if it was you who destroyed my Mecha Squadron?" Cooler asked casually, his eyes narrowed.

"That's right, I killed the members of the Mecha Squadron," Xavier admitted straightforwardly, his guard up to the extreme.

"Smack!"

The tail behind Cooler struck the ground, instantly shattering the hard rock into pieces.

Oros sneered on the side, thinking that Cooler must be extremely angry. Hmph, this foolish human had dared to anger Lord Cooler, not knowing his own doom!

"Hehe, to be honest, I'm tempted to recruit you. How about it? As compensation for destroying my Mecha Squadron, you can join me and become my subordinate," came a cold and deep voice. At the same time, a powerful pressure surged forward.

Standing in the eye of the storm, Xavier frowned and stumbled slightly. The ground beneath him began to shake violently without him realizing it. At this moment, he was terrified, gaining a clearer understanding of Cooler's might!

Cooler was slightly surprised that Xavier could withstand his oppressive aura, but the surrounding aliens suffered. Even though they were only affected by the residual pressure of Cooler's aura, it felt like a heavy hammer had struck their chests. They immediately struggled to breathe, their minds in turmoil.

"Coercing others into becoming your subordinates is hardly honorable," Xavier shook his head, clearly rejecting the offer.

"…"

A few seconds later, Cooler licked his lips and sighed regretfully, "Alright, you've angered me. No matter how powerful you are, I've decided to obliterate you!"

The bloodthirsty killing intent was terrifying.

"So, it comes to a fight after all…"

Xavier sighed softly. At this point, words were useless. He readied himself, fully alert against the unbelievably powerful Cooler. He couldn't afford any carelessness.

His spatial abilities were prepared. The moment he found a gap where the space was no longer solidified, he was ready to escape. Simultaneously, his time abilities were primed, ready to provide support.

"Ha!"

A divine glow burst forth in the stillness.

Xavier's emotions surged as he launched his first attack. His form vanished like a ghost, unleashing all his power without any unnecessary pretense, striking directly at Cooler.

Cooler clicked his tongue, his eyes subtly shifting as he scanned the surroundings, catching every detail of Xavier's movements.

Bang!

With his time abilities, Xavier zipped in front of Cooler, delivering a powerful punch aimed at Cooler's chest. Just as the blow was about to land, a hard claw gripped his wrist firmly.

What speed! Xavier's heart tightened. His first attack had failed, and he immediately tried to retreat using his power. But it was too late; Cooler snorted, and with a tremendous force from his claw, flung Xavier away.

Instantly, like a cannonball, Xavier shot through the sky, quickly becoming a tiny black dot.

"Stop!"

Xavier was horrified, trying to halt his momentum, but Cooler's immense strength was unstoppable. Left with no choice, Xavier activated his abilities, freezing the surrounding space. It was as if a giant net had caught him, slowing his rapid flight.

"Swish!" Xavier steadied himself, cautiously surveying his surroundings, his eyes darting in all directions. Suddenly, he sensed a bloody aura approaching.

He turned warily, only to find Cooler had somehow appeared behind him.

"Oh, kid, you’ve got some skills. You’re really making me want to recruit you. I'll give you one more chance: will you join me and become my subordinate?" Cooler extended the olive branch once more.

"…"

His response was a calm gaze.

After a moment of silence, Cooler felt his pride wounded. His face darkened, his crimson eyes more malevolent. The icy, cruel aura intensified, "Fine, fine. Someone with your backbone is not to my liking. It's better to eliminate you quickly!"

As his words fell, a bone-chilling wind swept through, and everything fell silent.

The sky darkened suddenly, the clouds vanished, and a gloomy atmosphere filled with oppression.

Below, Cooler’s followers were all trembling. Oros looked up, a cold smile on his lips. This foolish boy had finally angered Lord Cooler, which was for the best. He didn't want another follower by Cooler's side anyway.

Especially considering that the opponent appeared particularly young.

A gentle breeze swept through, lifting sand and dust, making dead leaves dance in the air. Suddenly, the gentle breeze turned into a violent storm, transforming the silent battlefield into an apocalyptic scene, shrouded in a terrifying dread.

Xavier and Cooler moved simultaneously.

With the enhancement of his time abilities, Xavier's body accelerated wildly. Although Xavier's strength couldn't match Cooler's and was not even in the same league, and his speed was far behind Cooler's rhythm, there is a saying: "In martial arts, speed is invincible!" Speed is a crucial factor in combat. In every brief exchange, Xavier used a bit of his time abilities. However, the vast gap between them was not something abilities could bridge. Xavier was at a significant disadvantage, while Cooler remained composed, his breathing steady and unchanged.

"..." Watching from afar, Oros was utterly numb. From the beginning of the fight, he had been in a state of shock, unable to react. Cooler's immense power was expected, but he hadn't anticipated that this seemingly unknown guy would be so fast and even manage to tangle with Cooler for several moves!

It left him both amazed and fearful, but thankfully... Lord Cooler still had the upper hand!

"The gap is just too wide."

His throat felt bitter as his strength waned. Xavier realized Cooler was playing a cat-and-mouse game, not taking him seriously and only using a fraction of his power. In contrast, Xavier had given his all, causing his heart to sink. "Are all the so-called strong ones this aloof? Zarbon was, and Cooler is too..."

Chapter 103: Cooler’s Arrival

"Do you think invoking Cooler's name will scare me? What a joke!" The scenario the aliens had imagined did not unfold. When they heard Xavier's response, they realized that even the name of King Cooler couldn’t intimidate him, causing a surge of inexplicable fear in their hearts.

Xavier took a step forward and suddenly vanished without a trace. The aliens, their nerves already taut, formed a tight circle and cautiously watched their surroundings.

"Slash!"

A razor-thin, ki-formed blade suddenly appeared overhead, then sliced downward in a brilliant arc. The massive blade, infused with tremendous force, descended from above. The aliens, horrified, scrambled to escape in all directions.

With a thunderous crash, the gigantic blade struck the ground, leaving a long, deep fissure. Those who narrowly escaped felt cold sweat on their faces, silently thankful for their quick reflexes.

"Do you really think you can escape?"

Xavier’s voice, like the call of death, echoed around them, followed by a sudden flash of cold light. In a blur, Xavier's form darted among them, and attacks from all directions began to rain down.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Fists filled with wild power struck relentlessly, the forceful blows shaking the earth, causing mountains to crumble. The aliens hit by Xavier's fists had no time to react as their bodies were shattered by the impact, thick liquid splattering everywhere.

In a matter of moments, only four or five of the dozen aliens remained.

At this moment, Xavier abandoned his usual energy and psychic attacks, relying instead on pure physical strength. The exhilarating sensation of throwing punches made his blood boil, the Saiyan ferocity within him awakening.

"So… strong!" The few remaining aliens, battered and fleeing, quickly put distance between themselves and Xavier.

The surviving aliens were the elite among them, the strongest in the Third Squad. But faced with the brutal scene before them, they were filled with dread.

Despite their former arrogance, often looking down on the weak with disdain, witnessing Xavier's violent and fierce assault had shaken their once-steely resolve.

"Don’t worry, King Cooler is on his way. We just need to hold out a little longer!" One of the leading aliens encouraged the others.

"But that guy’s power is too strong; we can’t withstand it!" The alien next to him frowned.

"Damn it, where did this guy come from? He's even stronger than Lord Shaviza!" Another alien's voice trembled, having lost his usual composure.

Their faces paled, and they could see the fear in each other’s eyes.

"Damn it, we're going to die anyway. Let’s fight him!" One of the four, who had remained silent, roared in fury.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, a pair of cold, dark eyes suddenly appeared before him.

Xavier's fingers formed a blade and sliced through the air in a swift motion. With a wet sound, a head flew high, the eyes still reflecting shock and disbelief before the light faded from them.

"Damn! Everyone, run!"

The sudden turn of events shattered the aliens' composure, and they scattered in all directions in a panic.

"Heh, none of you are getting out of here alive today."

Xavier watched the fleeing aliens with a calm expression, then accelerated, his figure turning into a streak of light as he pursued them.

At Xavier's current level, killing aliens with power levels of only ten to twenty thousand was as easy as taking candy from a baby.

In a matter of breaths, several bodies paused mid-air, then plummeted to the ground, lifeless by the time they hit the surface.

"Cooler’s Third Squad has been erased from the universe!"

His cold voice echoed in the air as Xavier’s thoughts churned. Once upon a time, his battles with Zarbon required luck and numerous coincidences. Now, killing aliens of Zarbon’s level was effortless, requiring no significant exertion. Unconsciously, he had grown so much stronger.

But it wasn't enough, Xavier knew. His current strength was enough to intimidate ordinary aliens, but it was still far from sufficient. Compared to Frieza, Cell, and Majin Buu—beings who could cause cataclysmic destruction with a mere step—he was still very weak.

They stood like towering mountains on his path to growth—majestic, imposing, and commanding. They could be admired from afar but not approached.

The saying goes, "The higher the mountain, the greater the effort to climb." Though he couldn't yet reach them, his heart aspired to their heights. One day, he would reach their level, perhaps even surpass them and leave them far behind.

At that moment, a suffocating energy suddenly emanated from the distant outer space!

Xavier was startled, lifting his head to look towards the sky, his eyes flashing with sharp determination. "Such a powerful presence... Could it be Cooler himself?"

He murmured, his whole body involuntarily trembling. Cooler's aura brought immense pressure, and at this moment, his blood surged faster through his veins.

Facing Cooler directly with his current strength was incredibly unwise. Xavier knew he wasn't powerful enough to confront Cooler, and survival was uncertain. Therefore, before Cooler arrived, he needed to use Instant Transmission to escape.

But just as he was about to leave, a powerful pressure suddenly enveloped Xavier. It felt like he had plunged into a bottomless ice cave, as if someone had already noticed his presence. Xavier was stunned for a moment and then realized that the immense pressure had caused a disturbance in the space around him, interfering with his Instant Transmission.

"This is bad, my Instant Transmission is being disrupted!" Xavier muttered to himself. Amid the buzzing vibration of the air, he saw a black shadow suddenly pierce through the clouds and slowly descend.

It was a massive spaceship, unmistakably designed in the style of the Frost Demons! Under the enormous shadow, the ship landed on the rocky ground, its sturdy alloy legs sinking into the earth as if it were soft tofu. The saucer-shaped ship quickly stabilized.

Moments later, the hatch of the ship slowly opened, and aliens in uniform battle suits filed out, first clearing the surroundings. In the middle, a purple figure slowly walked down, with a smirk on his face, and his crimson pupils emitted a cold, hellish glow.

"That must be Cooler!" There was no mistaking Cooler. The moment Xavier saw the high-and-mighty figure, he recognized him as Cooler.

Locking his dark eyes on Cooler from a distance, Xavier's body began to tremble involuntarily. At the same time, he noticed Cooler was also staring intently at him, but with a gaze that held more contemptuous arrogance.

Cooler's body was predominantly purple, with white, rocky armor covering his head, shoulders, and limbs. A purple tail extended behind him. His overall appearance was very similar to Frieza's final form, but Cooler appeared more masculine compared to Frieza's petite ultimate form.

"To maintain Frieza's ultimate form as his normal state, Cooler's power far surpasses Frieza’s. The rumors of a fourth transformation that even Frieza doesn’t possess might be true!"

Cooler's eyes were deep and terrifying, his crimson pupils resembling those of a demon emerging from the abyss. The overwhelming energy radiating from him continuously assaulted Xavier's nerves, urging him to flee.

Xavier’s expression remained stern, his dark pupils gradually lighting up with a dazzling glow. He activated "Spirit Eye" and focused on Cooler.

Cooler: 724 years old, power level 1.5 billion!

1.5 billion—a terrifying number. Xavier couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.

"No wonder he's hailed as the greatest genius of the Frost Demons, his power is unfathomable! Just his normal battle power is 1.5 billion, far more terrifying than Frieza's final form. His true strength..."

Startled, Xavier realized this was merely Cooler's normal state. If the rumors about his fourth transformation were true, Cooler would be unimaginably powerful.

A chill ran down Xavier's spine, and he instinctively wanted to flee. But with Cooler's gaze firmly locked on him, he didn’t dare to make any rash moves.

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Chapter 99 The Carvings' Secrets

"The Yardratian techniques are hidden within the patterns of these carvings!" Xavier was astonished. It made sense now why only Goku had mastered Instant Transmission in the original story. It wasn't that Goku was unwilling to teach it; the technique was simply beyond verbal explanation, making it impossible for Goku to instruct others.

As for why Cell and Majin Buu could learn it, Xavier had his own theories. Their exceptional understanding and unique circumstances played a key role. Cell survived a near-death experience, witnessing the essence of Instant Transmission during his self-destruction, which allowed him to master it when he became Perfect Cell. Majin Buu, on the other hand, possessed an almost childlike brilliance. Although Xavier couldn't be sure if Buu's wisdom was truly profound, his innate talent was undeniable.

"Such beautiful carvings. Xavier, can we learn Instant Transmission here?" Celine asked, her eyes wide with amazement as she curiously looked around.

In the spacious underground palace, a tall, sacred green statue stood silently in the center, its presence serene and imposing.

Xavier nodded and said, "Pay attention to the patterns and symbols on these walls. The Yardratian techniques are hidden within them. Focus on the carvings, and the names of the techniques will appear in your mind."

Recalling the Yardratian's earlier warning, Xavier felt it necessary to remind everyone once more, "The Yardratian techniques can cause significant mental strain. Choose one technique to train in and be cautious. Only consider learning a second technique if you can handle the first."

He wasn't worried about Bardock; with his mature mindset and vast experience, Bardock knew how to prioritize. Xavier's main concern was that Celine and Merus might overextend themselves, leading to irreversible damage.

"Got it!" Celine responded quickly, knowing Xavier was talking about them. She ran off eagerly.

"Then I'll choose one too, something practical," Merus said, cheerfully beginning to explore the palace walls.

Watching the two of them move around excitedly, Xavier smiled wryly and then nodded to Bardock before starting his own search among the carved murals.

Bardock's goal was clear: the "True Spirit Art" mentioned by the Yardratian. This technique could not only dispel the Kanassan curse but also enhance his foresight, making it extremely beneficial.

For Bardock, the priority was to eliminate the curse's side effects. Of course, if he could retain the prophetic ability to aid the Saiyan race, that would be even better.

Circling the underground palace, Xavier felt the mental impact from various techniques, looking specifically for Instant Transmission.

The Yardratian techniques ranged from simple spells for daily use to powerful combat techniques, totaling over three hundred. Most were supportive in nature, including the Instant Transmission Xavier sought.

As he scanned the intricate carvings, Xavier marveled at the wisdom of the Yardratian ancestors. Soon, he encountered Celine and Merus again; they were also searching for the Instant Transmission technique.

"Xavier, come over quickly, I found the Instant Transmission technique!"

A shout of excitement came from nearby, and Xavier noticed Celine pointing at a complex pattern on the stone wall, calling out loudly.

"Did you find it?"

"Yeah, but the pattern for Instant Transmission is so complicated. I felt dizzy just looking at it for a while," Celine said, frowning slightly, looking troubled.

Xavier chuckled, raising his head to look at the patterns on the wall. Suddenly, it felt as though countless strange ripples were floating across his retina. Upon closer inspection, a strong shockwave surged through, causing a sharp pain that affected his nerves, making his brain feel suddenly deprived of nutrients and utterly fatigued.

"Incredible!" Xavier thought to himself. Comparing the mental attack from this Instant Transmission technique to other secret arts, he realized it was far more potent. It wasn’t physical fatigue but a powerful mental impact.

Closing his eyes, Xavier stood silently for a moment. When he reopened them, he mused, "This is indeed the Instant Transmission technique, but it's vastly different from spatial ability-based teleportation!"

If spatial ability-based teleportation involved forcibly opening a spatial tunnel with one's energy, then Planet Yardrat's Instant Transmission cleverly utilized the mystical interaction between ki, bending space to achieve instantaneous movement.

It was like the descriptions of faster-than-light travel in the science fiction novels Xavier had read in his previous life.

Using a high-thrust engine for acceleration would require an endless amount of energy. However, switching to warp travel significantly reduced the energy needed because, at that point, the force driving the spaceship forward wasn't engine power but the space itself moving autonomously, not the spaceship.

This leveraging of external forces seemed applicable to Instant Transmission as well.

Of course, since Planet Yardrat's Instant Transmission technique twisted space using ki, it was naturally susceptible to external energy interference. During high-intensity battles, with energy overflowing, the success rate of performing the technique would greatly diminish.

However, this drawback was unavoidable for both abilities and secret arts. When Xavier faced Lord Beerus, his internal energy had also seemed stagnant, making it impossible to activate his abilities to escape.

"No wonder the Planet Yardrat people reminded us to choose only one secret art. The mental impact during the training is indeed tremendous," Xavier thought with a hint of surprise.

Planet Yardrat's Instant Transmission and energy-based teleportation were fundamentally different. The former used ki to twist space, using the space itself as propulsion, while the latter forcibly opened a spatial wormhole with energy, crossing star regions.

By taking the strengths of both and combining them with his abilities, Xavier could further refine his Instant Transmission. Eventually, it might even compare to Kibito's Instant Transmission.

This was exactly what Xavier needed.

In fact, from the moment he sensed the mental impact of this Instant Transmission technique, Xavier knew it would be incredibly challenging to master. Insisting on learning it would probably take a very long time.

"Celine, are you really planning to learn Instant Transmission?"

Xavier asked the young girl in front of him once more to confirm.

The secret arts of Planet Yardrat had very high learning requirements. Most people could only learn one in their lifetime, and if they chose but failed to master it, it would be a significant waste.

"Of course!"

Celine didn’t even turn her head, her tone resolute. Her bright, star-like eyes were fixed on the wall as she sat down and began to immerse herself in studying.

Xavier chuckled, shaking his head, then glanced at Merus. The little one seemed hesitant, wanting to learn but unable to make up his mind. Xavier smiled and decided to ignore her. He sat cross-legged on the ground and started learning the Instant Transmission technique himself.

As he delved into it, he truly realized why Goku took a year to master it in the original story. The Instant Transmission technique involved so many intricate and complex details that even just sorting them out was no easy task!

But this was good; it made the challenge even greater! The more complex something was, the more valuable it seemed!

Xavier calmed his mind, slowly untangling the details bit by bit. By comparing it to his spatial abilities, he was able to complement and validate each part, gradually getting a foothold.

On the other side, seeing Xavier and Celine already absorbed in their studies, Merus pulled a face and started searching the underground palace again. After a while, not finding any suitable secret arts, she finally decided to stay by Xavier’s side and learn Instant Transmission too.

One day, two days...

Time passed slowly, and everyone was deeply immersed in their studies. Whenever they got hungry, they would take out a Senzu Bean to eat and then continue studying.

A single Senzu Bean could sustain them for ten days without food, but this wasn’t the primary use of Senzu Beans. If anyone knew Xavier was using Senzu Beans so wastefully, they would be gnashing their teeth at his extravagance.

Chapter 98 Mysterious Arts

In the stone house, a middle-aged man dressed in the attire of Planet Yardrat leaned against a stone chair. His deep, bright eyes flashed with a sacred green light, and two strands of white hair hung down to his shoulders.

Seeing Xavier and the others enter, he spoke in a long, drawn-out voice, "I never expected to see Saiyans after the destruction of Planet Vegeta!"

"The rumors of the Yardrats possessing mysterious arts are true. Since you know our identity, you should know our purpose," Xavier's calm voice echoed, while Celine and Bardock remained silent.

The Yardratian took a deep look at Xavier, shook his head, and said, "Saiyans are still as volatile as ever, but you're much better than King Vegeta."

"You met King Vegeta?" Xavier was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, many years ago. King Vegeta came to Planet Yardrat, asking us to predict the future for the Saiyans. Ha, many things could have been avoided, but your stubborn king didn't understand strategic retreat, and in the end, he perished with Planet Vegeta!"

Xavier was astonished by the Yardratian's words. So, King Vegeta had come to Planet Yardrat, which meant he knew the fate of the Saiyans. Why did he still go his own way?

He quickly dismissed the thought. After all, King Vegeta was history; now, he was the leader of the Saiyans.

At this moment, Xavier looked at the Yardratian with a new understanding. Judging by the outcome, King Vegeta was no match for this Yardratian. Otherwise, with his knowledge of the Saiyans' future, King Vegeta would never have spared Planet Yardrat.

Yet, here was Planet Yardrat, still intact, while Planet Vegeta was destroyed.

Clearly, King Vegeta couldn't deal with the Yardratians! Xavier's mind was clear.

"For some reason, the future has changed. The prophecy said all Saiyans would be destroyed with Planet Vegeta, but now, so many have survived. I don't understand, I don't understand!" The Yardratian sighed repeatedly, puzzled by the significant change in the prophesied events.

Watching the Yardratian lament, Xavier's heart was suddenly touched. This Yardrat truly was mysterious!

Perhaps Goku's ability to learn Instant Transmission on Planet Yardrat, yet unable to teach it to others, was closely related to their personal tutelage, Xavier speculated.

"Since you can foresee the future, can you help us achieve our goal?" Xavier asked.

"Whether it can be done depends not on me, but on yourselves."

"On ourselves?"

"Yes!" The Yardratian lifted his head, his deep, sacred green eyes flickering with a faint red light. He sighed deeply, "You are far more formidable than I imagined. King Vegeta is nothing compared to you. Alright, follow me."

With that, he got up and walked outside. Xavier and the others exchanged glances and followed him out.

Although this Yardratian seemed quite eccentric, he certainly possessed some real skill.

Jumping down from the towering stone pillars, the Yardratian led the way. After about ten minutes, they stopped in front of a massive granite door at the base of a cliff. The door, approximately five meters wide and tall, was weathered and covered in indistinct patterns, appearing as though it had endured the test of time. Xavier stood still, gazing at the scene before him. The immense doors were embedded into the cliffside, with vivid totem symbols carved into the protruding cliffs on either side.

This stone door had quite a history, Xavier thought.

"Go inside. The walls are inscribed with many of our Yardratian techniques. You may choose one skill to learn, but no more than two, or your minds won't withstand the strain," the Yardratian instructed.

Nodding with curiosity, they prepared to enter when the Yardratian spoke again, "The Saiyan beside you has been cursed by a Kanassan, correct? You should choose the 'True Spirit Art' to enhance your foresight."

"Thank you!" Bardock, his lips quivering, felt a rush of emotion. He didn't care much about the foresight; he just wanted to remove the Kanassan curse.

The Yardratian nodded. "You Saiyans have committed many sins. Except for that little girl, your hands are stained with countless lives. Without change, you're all bound for hell, just like King Vegeta, bringing calamity upon yourselves!"

Xavier paused, turning to face the Yardratian with a serious expression. "The Yardratians are indeed a remarkable people. You don't seem to fear the Saiyans at all. I'm curious what gives you such confidence. But I appreciate your warning."

"Saiyans are a warrior race, but not a barbaric one. Many things can be changed."

"Heh, I hope so," the Yardratian chuckled softly, shaking his head as he turned to leave, seemingly indifferent to everything.

This Yardratian was indeed peculiar. Despite their immense power and countless mysterious arts, they chose to live peacefully on their small planet, never showcasing their strength to the outside world.

This was in stark contrast to the Saiyans. Xavier acknowledged that there truly was a race in the universe that maintained its purity and peace.

But there was another possibility: they might have used their vast abilities to predict the future, knowing that this was the best way for them to survive!

Shaking his head to dismiss these thoughts, Xavier refocused on the massive stone door before him. Pushing it open, they stepped inside to find a long, winding staircase descending into the earth.

Following the stairs down for about three or four minutes, the space suddenly opened up. An ornate underground palace appeared before Xavier and his companions.

Magnificent and splendid.

The palace was built with fist-sized blue and white stones, intricately interwoven with patterns that were simple yet beautiful. The abstract, aesthetically pleasing carvings on the surrounding stone walls immediately conjured images of ancient Yardrat in Xavier's mind.

"Mental impact!"

Xavier snapped back to reality, looking at the various glowing green carvings on the walls. His heart surged with awe. Upon closer inspection, the carvings seemed ordinary yet exuded a subtle mystery.

Chapter 97: Planet Yardrat

After confirming that all members of the Mecha Squad had been killed, Xavier leaped to Celine's side. He flipped his hand and retrieved a Senzu Bean from his dimensional space, feeding it to her. Immediately, Celine's injuries began to heal rapidly.

With a quick hop out of the impact crater, Celine's delicate face slightly tightened, and she unleashed a burst of energy, pulverizing the dust on her body.

Feeling the surging power flowing through her, Celine closed her eyes in delight and exclaimed, "Xavier, my power level has increased a lot. It seems to have reached 140,000."

Xavier nodded calmly, "That's normal because this was your first life-and-death battle, which triggered such a significant increase. This kind of rapid improvement won't happen again."

Previously, due to his extensive protection, Celine lacked the experience of life-threatening combat. Although her power was increased through various training methods, no form of training could match the effectiveness of actual battle. The most direct and efficient way to boost combat power is through real combat.

The battle with Shaviza had awakened the Saiyan fighting bloodline within her, triggering a latent power surge, resulting in her combat power soaring to 140,000.

Glancing at the scorched and darkened land due to the battle, Xavier deeply felt the cost nature paid to cultivate a high-level warrior. Shaking his head, he said, "Let's go!" With that, he and Celine took to the air, flying towards Bardock's location.

After the battle with the Mecha Squad, Xavier had a clearer understanding of his own power. Without using his special abilities, he could match the Mecha Squad, perhaps slightly stronger, but a decisive victory wouldn't come easily.

However, once he used his special abilities, formidable opponents like those in the Mecha Squad were no longer a threat. Killing them was easier than killing chickens, and he could even achieve it with a single move.

Despite this, Xavier remained cautious about using his special abilities.

"My special abilities only consume my internal energy when used. Over time, could this make me dependent on them, thus reducing my sensitivity to ki?" Pondering this, Xavier furrowed his brows, hesitant about overusing his special abilities.

Although special abilities were an excellent way to enhance combat strength, the Dragon Ball world ultimately relied on raw power.

In the original series, very few characters relied solely on psychic powers to become powerful. For example, Guldo from the Ginyu Force, who was proficient in time manipulation but lacked substantial combat power, ultimately met his end when Vegeta decapitated him once his abilities ceased.

Moreover, Xavier's time-space abilities consumed a significant amount of energy, especially when dealing with strong enemies. If his base strength wasn't solid enough, he could easily share Guldo's fate.

"Special abilities and magic are flashy and should serve as support, not the main combat skills," Xavier contemplated.

"Fortunately, I realized this early on. Relying too much on the convenience of special abilities could potentially become a hidden danger." Xavier decided that henceforth, he would use his special abilities as a trump card, refraining from their use unless absolutely necessary.

Just like this time, although he had easily dealt with the Mecha Squad and achieved an overwhelming victory, from another perspective, he had also missed the opportunity for a proper fight against evenly matched opponents. His combat strength hadn't increased significantly. Was he benefiting or suffering from this? It was hard to say.

He felt that in striving for the result, he had lost the thrill of an exhilarating battle. From a broader perspective, he might not have achieved the best outcome.

...

Meanwhile.

As the presence of the Mecha Squad vanished from the planet, Bardock's tense nerves relaxed. Seeing Xavier and Celine return safely, his stiff face finally broke into a smile.

Noticing the drastic change in Celine's aura, Bardock couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. Then, coming to his senses, he asked, "Lord Xavier, who were those people that required you to use your full strength?"

From the earlier battle, even from a distance, the residual energy had been overwhelming for Bardock. He couldn't imagine anyone in the universe that would need Xavier to fight at full power. Not even the Ginyu Force under Frieza would warrant such effort, he thought.

"Yeah, the whole planet was shaking like it was an earthquake when you were fighting!" Merus, raising an eyebrow, asked curiously.

Xavier smiled, "They were the Mecha Squad, dominating the Northern Galaxy."

"The Mecha Squad? Never heard of them..." Merus shook her head, the concept of the Mecha Squad unfamiliar to her young mind.

However, Bardock's face changed upon hearing it was the Mecha Squad, his expression turning peculiar. He asked urgently, "Lord Xavier, are you talking about Cooler’s Mecha Squad?"

"Yes, Cooler's Mecha Squad," Xavier confirmed, glancing at Bardock.

"Hiss! Cooler's Mecha Squad was defeated by Lord Xavier!" Bardock took a sharp breath, his eyes filled with disbelief.

While Merus might not know the Mecha Squad, Bardock did. He was well-acquainted with Cooler's Mecha Squad from his years of missions and expeditions.

That was one of the top-tier super teams in the Northern Galaxy!

Rumor had it that every member of the Mecha Squad was far stronger than Ginyu, the captain of the Ginyu Force. Recalling the fierce battle earlier, Bardock felt the rumors were justified. But then again, what did it matter? The formidable Cooler’s Mecha Squad had still been annihilated by Xavier.

Suppressing his astonishment, Bardock tried to calm his emotions, but his excitement was still evident, sparking Merus's curiosity.

"Hey, is this Cooler’s Mecha Squad really that powerful? How do they compare to Frieza's army?"

Bardock chuckled at her question. In Merus's eyes, Frieza's army, which had once chased and attacked her, was already very formidable. Her experience shaped her perception—so true!

Considering that Merus had exceptional talent and might become a pillar of strength for the Saiyans in the future, Bardock patiently explained to her, "Cooler's Mecha Squad is the most powerful elite force under Cooler, who rules the northern part of the Northern Galaxy. It's rumored that every member has a power level exceeding 100,000, making them an extremely formidable team."

"Not to mention Frieza's army, even Frieza's elite Ginyu Force is no match for any member of the Mecha Squad."

"That powerful, huh?" Merus was secretly astonished, then her young face showed a look of disdain. "But even so, they were still wiped out by Xavier, weren't they?"

She turned to Celine, saying, "I didn't expect you to be so strong, even though you're not much older than me..."

"Hmph, of course," Celine snorted lightly, proudly puffing out her chest and looking at Merus with a satisfied grin.

"Don't get too full of yourself!"

"Thud! Thud!"

Xavier playfully knocked on their heads, chiding them with a smile. Then, he led the group on their journey. They were only halfway to Planet Yardrat and still had some distance to cover.

A few hours later.

In the star system where Planet Yardrat was located, a brilliant array of colors briefly flashed, and four figures suddenly appeared on the surface of Planet Yardrat.

Feeling the gravity of Planet Yardrat and taking a breath of the planet's air, Xavier turned to the group and said, "Let's find the strong warriors of Planet Yardrat first, and then learn their secret techniques."

The group, led by Xavier, nodded in agreement and took to the sky, flying towards the strongest energy presence they could sense.

Planet Yardrat was situated in the eastern region of the Northern Galaxy, a mysterious planet with numerous coveted secret techniques. The Yardratians were a peace-loving people, hospitable and averse to combat, yet they had developed countless amazing skills.

Although their individual combat power was high, they never initiated invasions. The relative peace in the eastern part of the Northern Galaxy, near Planet Yardrat, was due to their influence.

The moist air blew against their faces with a refreshing coolness. Xavier and the others flew quickly, their figures becoming mere blurs before disappearing into the horizon.

The houses on Planet Yardrat were built on stone pillars, with spherical structures constructed atop pillars tens of meters high. From a distance, they looked like giant lollipops.

"The strongest presence on Planet Yardrat is below us," Xavier said with a smile, gazing at the simple yet elegant buildings below. "Judging by the aura, this Yardratian has a combat power of around 70,000!"

"Let's go down and take a look!"

With that, the four of them descended, landing atop one of the tall stone pillars. Nearby, a hemispherical building lay ahead.

"Welcome, friends from afar, please come in!" An ancient and deep voice echoed from the building, as if they had been expected.

Xavier and the others were momentarily stunned but then remembered the Yardratians' various mystical techniques. It wasn't surprising that they had foreseen their arrival.

"Let's go!" Xavier said with a confident smile, leading the way towards the hemispherical building.

Chapter 96: Annihilation!

Dre is dead? To be precise, the battle had barely started, and he was already dead!!

Neiz watched Dre's demise with wide eyes, his expression one of utter disbelief. Dre was a formidable warrior with a power level of 150,000. Even Neiz couldn't compare to him, so how could he lose so easily? Unable to believe what he was seeing, Neiz's face displayed sheer horror.

With Dre defeated, Neiz knew he stood no chance of winning!

Neiz glanced at Xavier, his gaze filled with fear. To be able to kill Dre so effortlessly, this guy's power was undoubtedly above his own. A chill ran from his feet up to his head, turning his face pale.

Neiz shifted from offense to defense, quickly retracting his steps and in a flash, he was already fleeing towards Shaviza.

"How is this possible? Dre was killed!!"

On the other side, Shaviza, who was entangled in combat with Celine, still had the presence of mind to observe his surroundings. When he noticed Dre being killed by Xavier, his face immediately turned dark and grim. This was the first time a member of the Mecha Squad had been killed since its creation, and it happened right before his eyes.

"Don't look around, your opponent is me!"

Celine called out discontentedly, her long black hair fluttering elegantly, her eyebrows furrowing slightly like wisps of smoke. Xavier's movements were so fast that even she hadn't seen what happened clearly.

"Captain!" Neiz looked at Shaviza with concern. He had to worry about their safety now. Dre's example could easily be repeated on them.

Shaviza snorted coldly, glaring with a grim expression.

Neiz hesitated, his words stuck in his throat, his body cautiously inching closer to Shaviza.

"Calm down. There's nothing to fear from our opponents. If we join forces, they're not unbeatable!" Shaviza said this, but he dared not be careless. From Xavier's earlier performance, Shaviza knew he was no match.

In the Mecha Squad, Shaviza's power was only average. His role as captain was due to his sharp mind and Cooler King's favor.

However, for safety's sake, Shaviza had already made up his mind to go all out.

"Neiz, give it everything you've got! How could the strongest squad under Cooler King be easily defeated!" Shaviza radiated a dark aura, assuming a stance of fierce resistance.

Neiz followed suit, understanding that this was a critical moment of life or death.

"Roar!!"

Shaviza and Neiz roared simultaneously, unleashing a terrifying aura. Silver-white energy swirled around them, causing the ground to tremble and shake. The force of their energy compressed the earth beneath them by half a meter, and the rocks shattered under the immense pressure, forming numerous deep cracks. The sky darkened ominously, and the atmospheric pressure skyrocketed.

Celine stood there, stunned for a moment, before unleashing all her power as well.

"Ha!!"

With her full power of 120,000, a pale golden aura enveloped Celine's delicate, seedling-like frame, shimmering brightly.

Xavier's lips curled into a smile as he silently observed the blue-skinned, yellow-haired Shaviza and the red-skinned Neiz.

"Going all out, huh? Heh, 140,000 and 130,000 power levels! Shaviza is slightly stronger. Impressive combat power, which would be formidable in the universe, but… today, you're up against me!"

Xavier revealed his full power, his aura surging to a stable 150,000. A cataclysmic force, even stronger than Shaviza and Neiz, erupted on the planet, causing it to quake violently.

On the other side of the planet.

Bardock and Merus felt the intensity of the battle on the planet's far side, their faces reflecting their shock.

"Lord Xavier's power is this overwhelming, and what's even more incredible… the other energies are almost on par." Bardock trembled, the Saiyan blood within him excited, yearning to join the fight.

However, reason restrained Bardock. He knew that with his power level of less than 40,000, joining the fray would only make him cannon fodder!

Truth be told, neither Shaviza nor Xavier's current power was as terrifying as when Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta. But at that time, Bardock couldn't sense energy and didn't fully comprehend Frieza's horror.

"Xavier is amazing, but how is Celine also so powerful!"

Merus crossed his arms, biting his thumb, pacing in disbelief.

…

"Damn, when did such powerful beings appear in this universe? It looks like I'm no match at all!"

Feeling Xavier's overwhelming aura, Shaviza knew he was in trouble. With a loud shout, he charged at Celine. In an instant, sand and stones flew, and shadowy fists intertwined as devastating attacks launched.

Celine's pupils contracted sharply. Seeing Shaviza abandon his attack on Xavier to come after her, she understood that he was picking on the seemingly weaker opponent—herself!

Damn it! Celine roared internally, skillfully dodging Shaviza's relentless attacks. Despite the ferocity and speed of Shaviza's assaults, they couldn't significantly harm Celine.

Shaviza held his breath, focusing his power to the extreme, and his speed increased drastically. With his cunning maneuvers, the two figures clashed intensely, creating a fiercely dynamic battle.

At this moment, what was Neiz doing? He was being forced into stillness by Xavier's piercing gaze. Any slight movement from him would trigger a ruthless attack from Xavier. So, while Celine and Shaviza were fiercely battling on the side, Xavier and Neiz remained motionless and silent.

"With Celine's power, it's a bit difficult to handle Shaviza!" Xavier's calm eyes noticed that Celine was beginning to lose momentum.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Celine's movements became erratic, and the battle rhythm gradually shifted into Shaviza's control, exposing a flaw!

"A perfect opportunity!"

Shaviza's eyes lit up sharply, seizing the flaw in Celine's defenses to launch a tidal wave of attacks, forcing her to retreat step by step.

"Hu…" Powerful palm strikes came at her, and Celine raised her power to the limit, swinging her fist to block. Shaviza, however, suddenly shifted his form, and her counterattack hit nothing but an illusory afterimage.

This is bad, Celine thought in alarm as Shaviza's figure suddenly appeared at her side.

"Ugh!" An immense force struck her, sending her slender body flying like a kite with a broken string. Boom! Celine spat out blood and fell into a crater formed by the impact, dust and gravel covering half of her body.

"Die!"

Shaviza dived swiftly, seizing the opportunity without giving his opponent a chance to recover. His hand formed a silver-white, blade-like energy attack aimed at Celine's head.

Crack!

The world fell silent once more, the icy blue world descending again, freezing everything in time.

Slice!

Time resumed.

Shaviza stared ahead, his face blank. To him, time hadn't stopped at all. Suddenly, confusion flashed in his eyes. His energy blade had clearly struck, yet his opponent seemed unharmed.

Looking down, he saw that his arm below the elbow was gone, blood spurting from the wound.

"Ah!!!" Shaviza screamed in agony, his raspy voice echoing in the air. Then he saw the young man holding his severed arm in one hand, and in the other hand… Neiz's head!

"How is this possible? When did Neiz get killed?"

His pupils contracted sharply, smelling the scent of death. Even before the enemy's attack began, he could feel the breath of death.

"Heh, you dared to injure Celine severely. Although I wanted her to experience a life-and-death battle, I can't help but feel anger. The Mecha Squad is destined to be annihilated today!"

Xavier's cold, merciless voice pierced Shaviza's ears, a wave of despair washing over him.

Aiming at the battered Shaviza, Xavier clasped his hands together, releasing a massive energy wave. Woosh! The energy wave, like an azure dragon, carried a terrifying aura, relentlessly surging forward.

Shaviza's pupils narrowed into pinpoints.

"No! The Mecha Squad can't be completely wiped out, Lord Cooler won't let this…" Before he could finish his sentence, boom!! Filled with regret and unwillingness, Shaviza was struck by the terrifying energy wave, the immense power erasing any emotion...

Against the overwhelming destruction, Shaviza was mercilessly ground into cosmic dust.

Having eliminated Shaviza, Xavier sighed lightly and then casually tossed Neiz's head into the air, destroying it with a single ki blast. Today, Cooler's Mecha Squad was completely annihilated!

Chapter 95: Swift as Lightning

"But will there really be a Fruit of the Spirit Tree on a planet like this? I've heard that the Spirit Tree drains all the life energy from a planet, and this place doesn't look like it at all," Neiz observed the surroundings, noting the vibrant, spring-like scenery, and asked with some doubt.

Shaviza shook his head, "Legends can't always be trusted. Perhaps there are some inaccuracies in the tales."

"Neiz, Dore, we need to first control the natives here and make them search for us. Otherwise, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack," Shaviza, as the captain of the Armored Squadron, may not have the highest combat power among them, but he was certainly the smartest.

"Captain's right. Let me check the power levels of the natives on this planet..." Dore smirked, reaching up to activate his scouter.

The electronic beeping sounded in his ear, and a series of data quickly appeared on the screen. However, most of the readings were below 1000.

Dore sneered disdainfully, "Hah, there aren't even many with a power level over 1000. What a trash planet!"

Just as he finished speaking, a few strange readings suddenly appeared on the scouter. Dore was about to lock onto those signals for a closer look when one of the energy sources spiked dramatically.

With a "boom," the scouter couldn't handle the overload and exploded.

"Huh... It actually exploded. Looks like there's some strong individuals here after all. This just got interesting!" Neiz, seeing Dore's scouter blow up, was surprised but more excited than anything else.

Even though the scouter was old, it had an upper limit of several tens of thousands. The fact that it exploded meant there was someone on this planet with a power level beyond its capacity.

Whether or not they were stronger than the Armored Squadron was not something they worried about.

Cooler's Armored Squadron was the pinnacle fighting force in the North Galaxy. Besides King Cold, Lord Cooler, and Lord Frieza, they considered themselves unmatched. Even the Ginyu Force, known for their strength, were far inferior.

Dore wasn’t surprised by Neiz’s excitement. With a slight smile, he stepped forward and said, "Neiz, leave that one to me! A power level in the tens of thousands should give me a good workout."

"Well... alright then!" Neiz reluctantly nodded. Although this was a rare chance to fight, he let Dore have it. Neiz sighed in mild disappointment.

Dore laughed heartily and stood waiting. But after a while, no one came to confront them.

"Perhaps they don't have scouters to detect us. This really is a backward planet," Dore thought, frowning.

"Cooler's Armored Squadron!" Just as Dore was growing impatient, a calm voice suddenly called out from not far away.

"Who?"

Shaviza and his companions frowned, looking up to see a man and a woman, both dressed elegantly, floating in the air and glaring at them with bright, cold eyes.

"Since you know our name, you must be quite bold to seek us out," Shaviza said, sitting on a rock with his knee up, looking up at the intruders. A cruel smile spread across his handsome face.

Though he didn't recognize the man and woman floating in the air, their ability to name the Armored Squadron suggested they were not ordinary. Shaviza began to speculate on their origins.

Slowly descending, Xavier and Celine landed opposite the Armored Squadron. A gentle breeze rustled the dry leaves on the ground, creating a soft, whispering sound.

"Since I've encountered you, Cooler's Armored Squadron, today will be your end," Xavier stated calmly, but with an undeniable authority.

"Hah?" Xavier's words left the three members of the Armored Squadron exchanging glances before they chuckled dismissively.

Neiz scanned them with his scouter, finding their power levels to be below 8000.

"Haha, trash with power levels under 10,000 dare to boast about destroying us? Do they not know the terror of the Armored Squadron? How laughable!" Neiz laughed arrogantly, his tone dripping with contempt.

Shaviza shook his head with a smile, dark energy radiating from him, "How could such a backward civilization comprehend the terror of the Armored Squadron? They're just frogs in a well. Neiz, Dore, make sure to give them a proper welcome!"

"Of course, I've been waiting for this!" Neiz and Dore cracked their knuckles, impatient to start.

Xavier raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. It seemed these three completely underestimated him. Well, he would make them regret coming here soon enough.

"Celine, take on the blond, blue-skinned Shaviza. His power level is around 140,000. Just keep him busy," Xavier instructed quietly.

At this point, the Armored Squadron members were not at their peak power. Even the strongest, Dore, had a power level of just 150,000. For Celine, with a power level slightly over 120,000, defeating Shaviza was out of the question, but stalling him was doable.

Xavier only needed Celine to occupy Shaviza long enough for him to deal with the other two. He also wanted to test if his full power could instantly eliminate opponents at this level.

"Leave him to me!" Celine responded energetically, positioning herself in front of Shaviza. Her blood began to pump faster, her expression icy as she released some of her hidden power.

Suddenly, the temperature dropped by about ten degrees, the air thickened, and a strong sense of oppression swept over the area.

Shaviza's face changed, a slight tremor in his heart. He had underestimated her; this woman was almost as strong as he was.

"Neiz, Dore, be careful! These two have power levels over 100,000!" Shaviza warned seriously.

"What?!" Neiz and Dore were both shocked.

"Too late now! The battle begins!" Xavier smiled as he spoke. As soon as the words left his mouth, he appeared in front of Dore, grabbing his combat suit before he could react. With a swift motion, two energy blasts surged from his hands.

Such close proximity, and such a sudden strike!

"Damn it!"

Caught off guard, Dre's face finally lost its previous composure. The smile vanished, replaced by panic. He tried to evade, but Xavier's grip on his battle suit was unyielding, like being caught in a vice. Unable to dodge, he could only brace himself for the attack.

Boom! The energy wave between Xavier's hands emitted a dazzling, radiant light. Accompanied by intense heat, the terrifying energy erupted violently, instantly shattering the battle suit's defenses.

A scream echoed as the suit was torn apart. Dre's face contorted in pain and panic, and he quickly yelled, trying to muster his energy to block the attack.

A kill shot, then Xavier quickly retreated to a safe distance. Watching Dre, furious and menacing like an enraged rhino, Xavier didn't hesitate. He charged forward again, fearlessly meeting Dre head-on. The sound of their collision reverberated as they clashed fiercely.

Dre, renowned for his physical prowess and bloodthirsty nature, was a true battle king. However, his earlier carelessness cost him the initiative in the fight. Now wounded, his advantage was severely compromised. How could he possibly match Xavier?

Xavier's current power level was over 150,000, slightly higher than Dre's!

"Golden Energy Wave!" Dre raised his hand, unleashing a massive energy wave towards Xavier.

"Too late!"

Xavier sneered. Having already acted, how could he allow Dre to unleash his ultimate move? He paid no mind to the minimal energy drain.

Domination!

Utter, exhilarating domination!

Watching Dre struggle and howl in rage, Xavier felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction!

Dre, on the other hand, grew increasingly frustrated and stifled with each clash, his mood worsening.

Seeing that the time was right and noticing Nez poised to join the fray, Xavier decided to end the battle.

"Time Freeze!"

Suddenly, an ice-blue world enveloped the entire planet.

Xavier observed calmly. He realized that after merging his abilities, the power of space-time allowed him to use both time pause and spatial lock simultaneously, though the energy consumption was more intense.

This move provided an overwhelming advantage against opponents of similar strength. Even against stronger foes, it could serve as a trump card in critical moments, though its effectiveness was yet to be tested.

Now, Xavier needed to act swiftly. The energy wave in his hand intensified severalfold, its light becoming more blinding. The searing, dense energy was aimed directly at Dre's abdomen.

Next, the time freeze was lifted—

Dre only felt an unbearable heat and excruciating pain emanating from his abdomen, his eyes filled with disbelief.

When did the opponent get so close?

With a hint of confusion, Dre couldn't help but let out a furious roar. Pop! The energy wave pierced through Dre's body and shot into the sky, exploding violently in mid-air.

Boom!

The intense heat and high temperature spread out, forming a powerful shockwave. A few seconds later, the shockwave hit the ground, lifting the dust, toppling large trees, and echoing with deafening noise.

As the light and smoke cleared, Xavier's figure gradually emerged. At his feet, Dre lay helplessly on the ground. His torso, from his chest down to his abdomen, was completely penetrated, his body emitting a smoky scent, and a torrent of green blood flowed out.

"I... Dre... part of the terrifying Mecha Corps... how could this..." Dre groaned in frustration, his consciousness fading, and soon he was dead.

"..." Nez, who was preparing to assist, stood stunned, his face showing an expression of utter disbelief.

Chapter 94: The Mecha Squad

From the Galactic Star Chart of the Phydians, Xavier learned that Planet Yardrat was located in the northeastern region of the North Galaxy, while Red Mountain Planet was in the East Galaxy. Traveling from Red Mountain Planet to Planet Yardrat would normally take a significant amount of time.

However, this was not a problem for Xavier. After merging his abilities of time and space into the power of spacetime, he found his control over space had become much more effortless.

With Celine, Merus, and Bardock in tow, Xavier quickly traversed the vast distances between planets. They soon arrived on a green, mid-level civilization planet located on the eastern edge of the North Galaxy.

Smoke rose in the distance, and scattered villages dotted the landscape. Xavier and his companions decided not to disturb the local inhabitants. Instead, they landed on a mountain ridge to rest and take care of their immediate need for food.

Long-distance travel was a significant drain on Xavier's stamina, and he needed to rest. Surveying the picturesque scenery, Xavier assigned tasks: "Bardock and Merus, go find some game. I'll check the area for any unusual situations."

"What about me? Should I cook?" Celine asked eagerly, wanting to show off her newfound culinary skills.

Xavier gave her a disdainful glance. "You can cool off over there. With your cooking skills, if I let you handle the food, we might end up with nothing to eat!"

"I'm not that bad!" Celine pouted, clearly displeased.

Merus laughed, but quickly stopped when he saw Celine's murderous glare. He ran over to Bardock, seeking protection.

"Let's get moving, everyone!" Xavier said with a smile. Merus might be bold, but when Celine got angry, he knew to run to Bardock for safety.

A few blurred shadows flickered, and Xavier, Bardock, and Merus vanished from sight. Celine muttered to herself, sitting dejectedly on a rocky outcrop, grumbling under her breath.

The ecosystem of this green planet was rich, with a variety of wildlife in the forests. Xavier wandered through the forest for a bit, catching some small animals similar to rabbits, though they had a strong gamey smell.

Satisfied with his haul, Xavier chuckled and headed back.

Celine was sitting bored on a protruding rock, her hands resting on her knees, feet dangling and swinging idly. Seeing Xavier return, she jumped down eagerly.

"What's that smell? It’s strange," Celine said, pinching her nose at the scent of the animals.

"These are wild game. You’ll see how they taste soon enough," Xavier replied with a smile. He found a relatively flat spot and, with a swift hand gesture, sent a large boulder flying into the air. Then, with his fingers forming a blade, he made a few quick motions.

Crack!

Several bright flashes appeared, slicing the boulder in mid-air as if it were tofu. The giant rock was neatly cut into uniform cubes, and the fine debris was pulverized into dust, scattering away.

The neatly cut stone blocks fell to the ground, forming a compact stove. Xavier nodded in satisfaction at his handiwork, then gathered several arm-thick logs from the forest, arranging them into a makeshift support structure.

Just then, Bardock and Merus returned, dragging a few growling beasts behind them. Celine's eyes lit up, and she ran over, circling the large, wild boar-like animals. To her, they were the perfect ingredients for a delicious lunch.

Xavier took charge of the cooking, with Bardock assisting. They gutted the animals, set up the barbecue, and sprinkled them with natural spices they carried. Before long, a mouth-watering aroma filled the air, tempting their appetites.

The Saiyans, known for their voracious eating habits, quickly devoured the roasted beasts.

“Delicious, delicious!” Celine praised, licking her greasy lips after finishing a leg.

Xavier, seeing this, joked, “I'll be relieved when you can cook food like this.”

“She’ll never learn,” Merus chuckled.

“Yeah, right, you’re asking for trouble,” Celine retorted, though she was too satisfied from the meal to get angry, merely giving Merus a glare before ignoring him.

Bardock ate quietly, shaking his head slightly.

Suddenly, a harsh “zzz” sound echoed from the sky, like something slicing through the air at high speed.

“What’s that?” Bardock asked, putting down his food and frowning.

Xavier shrugged, preparing to take a look. Suddenly, a loud crash resonated from the distance, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

“Xavier, there are some powerful Ki signatures!” Celine’s face turned serious as she moved closer to Xavier, still holding a roasted animal leg.

Xavier nodded gravely. He sensed three exceptionally strong energies appearing on the planet, seemingly from outer space. Each had a power level exceeding 100,000, with a distinctly dark aura.

“Everyone, be alert. Some powerful beings from space have landed on this planet,” Xavier warned.

Bardock tensed at the news. For Xavier to call them powerful meant they were at least as strong as he was. With Xavier's current battle power at 150,000, these three newcomers matched his strength, meaning this nameless planet now hosted five fighters with power levels over 100,000.

Elsewhere, in a scorched forest turned to ash by a crash, flames roared and thick black smoke billowed, spreading a pungent odor.

From the black smoke, three figures emerged.

"Heh heh, Captain, here's another planet that's perfect for habitation. If we conquer this one, we could sell it for a hefty price!" laughed a red-skinned alien among the trio, itching to return to his old ways.

"Neiz, Lord Cooler’s mission is of utmost importance. Leave this insignificant planet to others. If we can find the Fruit of the Spirit Tree, it would be worth more to Lord Cooler than selling a thousand planets!" The leader, a blond-haired alien named Shaviza, stepped onto a rock, his expression icy as he smirked wickedly.

The red-skinned alien named Neiz chuckled, realizing the captain's point. Finding the Fruit of the Spirit Tree was their priority; everything else was secondary.

"It's a pity, though. The inhabitants of this planet seem far less advanced than those on the last one. They haven't even detected us yet. There's no thrill in fighting them!" Neiz licked his lips, sighing with disappointment.

At this, the burliest of the trio, an alien named Dore, joked, "Then pray we complete Lord Cooler’s task soon, so you can go find a planet worthy of your skills!"

"Haha, true enough!" Neiz laughed heartily.

If Xavier were to see them now, he would be astonished to discover that the three aliens who had landed on this planet were none other than the elite members of Cooler's Armored Squadron!

Shaviza and his comrades were on a mission assigned by Cooler to find the Fruit of the Spirit Tree.

The Armored Squadron was a force composed of the most evil warriors in the North Galaxy, handpicked by Cooler himself. Each of the three members was a top-tier elite, possessing terrifying power. Even the weakest among them was far stronger than the Ginyu Force’s captain.

In the North Galaxy, there were few who could match their strength.

Cooler had dispatched nearly all his elite forces to search for the Fruit of the Spirit Tree to enhance his power, and the Armored Squadron had been sent to this remote eastern region.

Chapter 93: Departure for Planet Yardrat

On this bright and sunny day, the weather was perfect. Red Mountain Planet enjoyed a perpetual spring, with a delightful fragrance permeating the air.

On the special forces training ground, over eighty Saiyan children finished their day’s training. They lined up neatly in twelve rows, eagerly awaiting their debriefing.

In recent days, Xavier had been using a military-style approach to instruct these trainees, and the results were impressive.

“After these months of training, you’ve all grasped the basics of Ki. Next, you can use the gravity chamber to assist your training. But remember, haste makes waste…”

Upon hearing that the basic Ki training was over and they could now use the gravity chamber, the Saiyans below began to stir. They whispered excitedly among themselves.

...

“Xavier, when can we form teams and go on missions? If I don’t fight soon, my limbs will rust!” As Xavier walked, he heard a loud voice from afar and saw a burly young man running over.

“What’s the rush, Belit? Can’t wait even a little?” Xavier laughed, seeing that it was Belit, a member of his former squad.

At fifteen, Belit was strong and burly, showing signs of becoming a powerhouse like Nappa. Compared to Xavier’s slim and handsome build, Belit was developing in a completely different direction.

“It’s not that, it’s just that my hands are itching…” Belit scratched his head, embarrassed.

Xavier chuckled, looking at Belit with a stern gaze. “If you want to go on missions, you need to increase your strength first. Your lives are precious. Look at the other Saiyans; they haven’t left Red Mountain Planet either.”

“To go out, you must increase your battle power!” This was an unbreakable rule.

With only about fourteen thousand Saiyans on Red Mountain Planet, every life was extremely valuable. The Red Mountain Planet Defense Force was still exploring external environments, and no Saiyan was allowed to go on missions until they met the strength requirements.

“But my battle power is already 4200. That’s as much as most elite warriors!” Belit complained, feeling pressured that he still wasn’t allowed to leave despite his high battle power. His face fell, and he sighed heavily.

In the past, a battle power of over four thousand was something to brag about. Nappa, who attacked Earth in the original story, was at this level.

“That was before. Red Mountain Planet doesn’t have a distinction between low-class and elite warriors. We’re all starting from the same point. If you don’t want to fall behind, focus on your training!” Xavier patted Belit’s shoulder with a light smile.

“Alright…”

Belit, who had been the weakest in Xavier’s squad, knew that he needed to work hard in the special forces to avoid being surpassed.

“So, you got scolded by Xavier, huh? I told you your question was premature…” Rida teased as Belit returned to the group.

“What did you say?” Belit glared at him.

A slender, long-haired girl nearby frowned at their bickering and said disapprovingly, “You two should stop it. If you don’t make the most of this special forces opportunity, you won’t achieve anything.”

“Atasya is right, you need to be serious,” Jelin added.

“Belit, Rida, get back to training when we return. Stop wasting time on useless things!” Shakda’s authoritative voice commanded. “We were the first to follow Xavier. If we get overtaken by other Saiyan squads, how would you feel?”

“I wouldn’t be able to stand it!”

Shakda snorted and walked away, leaving the two to contemplate his words.

Atasya shook her head, her beautiful eyes lingering on them for a moment. In a melodious voice, she said, "Belit, think carefully when you get back, or I'll have to personally train you."

Belit shivered at the thought, his face falling as he nodded repeatedly.

Since arriving on Red Mountain Planet, Xavier's old squad had essentially dissolved, with Shakda now leading the new team.

...

Walking along the flat path, Xavier couldn’t help but shake his head. Belit, achieving a little success, had started to become complacent. He wondered how much potential Belit would have in the future. However, he trusted Shakda and Atasya to straighten him out, so he wasn’t too worried.

With these thoughts, Xavier walked happily towards home.

However, the idea of leaving Red Mountain Planet had to be considered seriously. Saiyans couldn't stay on Red Mountain Planet forever. This thought gave him a bit of a headache.

When he got home and didn’t see Celine, he guessed that Rebecca must have taken her to learn cooking. After resting for a while, Xavier stepped out again, only to run into Bardock and Gine heading his way.

“Lord Xavier!” Bardock called out robustly.

“Lord Xavier, we were just looking for you!” Gine greeted warmly.

“Is something the matter?” Xavier stopped and responded with a smile.

Goku’s mother, Gine, was a petite Saiyan woman like Alice. She used to handle meat processing in the logistics department on Planet Vegeta, and she continued working in logistics on Red Mountain Planet.

“Bardock's headaches are getting worse. Do you know any way to lift the curse of the Kanassans?” Gine asked, her expression somewhat downcast.

Smiling slightly, Xavier turned his gaze to Bardock, pondering for a moment before saying, “As far as I know, there are several methods to lift the Kanassans' curse. However, the ability to see the future is quite useful. If possible, it’s best to retain it.”

Bardock nodded in agreement.

“By the way, I’m heading to Planet Yardrat in a few days. Why don’t you come with me? We might find a way to treat you there.”

In fact, gathering the seven Dragon Balls and using Shenron's power could also solve Bardock's problem. But since Xavier was already planning to go to Planet Yardrat, he decided to explore solutions there first.

Speaking of the Dragon Balls, Xavier remembered that he still had four of them in his dimensional space. They had reverted to their Dragon Ball appearance, so a trip to Earth was necessary to return them to their rightful place.

“That will be a great help, Lord Xavier!”

Gine’s face lit up with a smile, her worries vanishing at the prospect of a cure for her husband.

“It’s no trouble, just a small matter,” Xavier said, waving his hand with a smile.

Noticing Gine’s slightly rounded belly, Xavier remarked, “Congratulations! It looks like we Saiyans will be welcoming a new member soon.”

Gine blushed with happiness, leaning shyly against Bardock.

Xavier hadn’t anticipated that the changes he had caused would lead to Goku having an additional sibling. The marvels of the universe never ceased to amaze him.

After bidding farewell to Bardock and Gine, Xavier strolled to Adriel’s home.

As he entered, he saw Celine diligently following Rebecca’s cooking instructions. Despite her efforts, it was clear she had a long way to go before mastering the culinary arts.

At the dining table, Xavier mentioned his plan to visit Planet Yardrat. Celine immediately expressed her desire to join him, eager to learn the Instant Transmission technique she had long coveted.

Merus, not wanting to be left out, also insisted on coming along.

Xavier thought for a moment and agreed.

Early the next morning, after entrusting the affairs of Red Mountain Planet to Adriel, Xavier took Celine, Merus, and Bardock, and used Instant Transmission to leave Red Mountain Planet. The location of Planet Yardrat had been marked in the Galactic Star Chart from Planet Phydia long ago.

Chapter 92: Special Forces Training

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

After the initial selection and grouping, the training for the special forces officially commenced. Thanks to the careful selection process, many complications in the subsequent training were avoided.

These meticulously chosen children displayed exceptional comprehension, akin to smooth, blank sheets of paper on which Xavier could freely create. The training quickly fell into a rhythm.

On the training ground, the young children were sweating profusely, repeatedly practicing basic moves—kicking, punching, ducking, and cushioning. To become stronger, a solid foundation is crucial.

These seemingly monotonous and even torturous exercises, in a sense, also tempered the children's minds, making it easy to identify the truly dedicated ones for focused cultivation.

However, Xavier noticed that these children were all remarkably disciplined, diligently following his instructions without the slightest slack. The idea of selecting the best among the best naturally had to be abandoned.

From the children’s perspective, it was easy to understand because they knew how rare the opportunity to join the special forces was. Many had fought fiercely for this chance. Having obtained it, they were even more determined to train hard and not disappoint Lord Xavier’s efforts.

"Feel it with your heart, don’t think about how to do it. Let each movement become an instinct of your body!"

"In battle, there’s not much time for you to think. Even a small flaw can cost you your life. Think about it, sweat more now so you can bleed less later!"

Xavier patrolled the training ground with a teaching stick, instilling the concepts he had learned from Earth into the minds of these Saiyans, as these were the foundations before training their "ki."

Of course, Xavier couldn’t just copy everything. He adapted many key points based on the Saiyans’ physique and combat habits.

He was exceptionally strict with these Saiyans, as they would represent the core strength of Red Mountain Planet in the future. Naturally, no leniency could be afforded in their training. Whenever he saw an imperfect move, his merciless teaching stick would strike down.

"Smack!"

The stick struck a Saiyan whose move was not up to standard.

"You, don’t use all your strength when punching. Use seventy percent and reserve thirty, so you have room to maneuver."

"And you, there are too many unnecessary movements when you attack. This reduces the force of your strike and makes it easier for the opponent to find flaws. Here, and here, these are all weak points, easy for the opponent to exploit!"

Xavier pointed out their mistakes one by one, and the Saiyans listened attentively, not daring to slack off.

Saiyans matured early, so these children knew how fortunate they were to receive guidance from Lord Xavier. They trained diligently, fearing that any carelessness would cause them to fall behind.

Once the special forces training was on track, Xavier only occasionally provided guidance, dedicating the rest of his time to his own training.

Training is a continuous endeavor, and Xavier couldn't afford to be like Gohan, who neglected his training for trivial matters despite possessing immense power, thus squandering his potential.

Of course, everyone has their own path, and it can't be said that Gohan's pursuit of literature was wrong. It was just that his divergence from martial arts wasted his talent, which was a great pity!

In the central area stood a large villa, Xavier’s residence. After becoming the leader of Red Mountain Planet, he could no longer stay at Adriel’s house, as the hierarchy demanded such distinctions.

Even if Xavier didn’t care, the opinions of all the Saiyans couldn’t be ignored. Therefore, a new villa was specially constructed for him.

Once the villa was completed, with Adriel’s tacit approval, Celine happily moved in with Xavier for the sake of her training. Merus, whose parents had died in the battle on Planet Vegeta, moved in with Adriel.

At noon, after a period of training, Xavier wiped his sweat and went to the bathroom for a refreshing cold shower before heading to the hall for lunch.

In the kitchen, Celine was frantically handling the food. Hearing the constant crackling sounds from inside, Xavier raised an eyebrow and rubbed his forehead, as if he could already foresee the disastrous scene to come.

Soon after, Celine emerged with a plate of charred food.

“Celine, is this the food you made?” Xavier asked helplessly, poking at the unknown charred substance in the plate.

“Yes, that’s right!”

“Can you tell me what it is?”

“Roasted meat!” Celine said, her eyes sparkling.

“You’re saying this is roasted meat?” Xavier asked, exasperated. He tapped the blackened solid with his chopsticks, producing a metallic clinking sound. “Does roasted meat usually sound like this? Someone might think you made charcoal! How did you even make such a thing?”

“I don’t know; it just turned out this way,” Celine said innocently.

“Forget it. We’ll eat at Uncle Adriel’s house later. Celine, you really should learn how to cook. Remember when I made roasted meat for you as a kid? It didn’t look like this!”

Celine smiled sheepishly, twiddling her fingers. “Then maybe Xavier can cook from now on!”

Xavier stared at her, then playfully knocked her on the head. "Dream on!"

"Come on, let's go eat at Uncle Adriel's place." With that, Xavier headed out the door first.

Since the villas were close together, Adriel’s home was just a few dozen meters away. In no time, Xavier arrived at Adriel’s villa, walking in without knocking.

“Xavier, you’re here! The food is ready, come and eat!” Rebecca greeted him with a smile.

Merus was already at the table, grabbing food with both hands and chewing continuously. “I knew you’d come over for dinner. There’s no way that guy could cook well!”

“Who says I can’t cook?” Celine's angry voice came from behind as she stormed in.

“Hehe, if you could cook, you wouldn’t need to come here for meals!”

“This is my home, coming here for meals is only natural!”

Celine plopped down at the table, glaring at the little rascal in front of her. How annoying that Merus was living in her house now.

“Haha, you two, stop arguing the moment you see each other. Merus is my goddaughter now, so you’re sisters. Don’t act like enemies.” Adriel laughed heartily as he looked at the two children.

“She’s not my sister!”

“I don’t have a sister like her!”

Celine and Merus stared each other down, neither willing to back down.

“Aunt Rebecca, I think you should take some time to teach Celine how to cook.” Xavier said seriously as he sat down and prepared his utensils.

Rebecca nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, it was my oversight before. From now on, Celine will learn cooking from me.” She turned to Celine, “And other household chores as well. You’ll have to pause your training for a while to learn these things.”

“What?” Celine exclaimed, as if she had heard the most unfortunate news. But seeing Rebecca’s stern gaze, she reluctantly slumped down, while Merus giggled at the side.

Two months later.

Shakda, Merus, and the other special forces members finally completed their basic training and were ready to start learning about “Ki.” Xavier had put significant effort into the fundamentals, altering some of their conventional beliefs. The results began to show after several months.

However, when they were introduced to the theory of Ki, the Saiyans were completely baffled.

This was entirely different from what their parents had taught them!

But Xavier’s authority outweighed that of their parents, so they obediently followed his instructions. The young Saiyans were much quicker to adapt than the adults, gradually getting the hang of it.

Another three months passed, and these Saiyans could finally use Ki to sense their opponents. Xavier knew his goal had been achieved and decided it was time to let them train on their own.