Advance to Level 80, Zeno Can Finally No Longer Erase Him!

"Did you hear that? Kale doesn't want to go. Let's leave it at that," Gohan said to Caulifla with a smile.

"Hmph." Caulifla snorted, her eyes fixed intently on Gohan. "I didn't expect you to be so strong. Let's continue our battle another day!"

"Alright." Gohan nodded, without objection.

Having finally encountered a worthy opponent, Gohan was quite happy to continue fighting her.

This is just like playing chess.

If you encounter an opponent who is much stronger than you, and you can't win no matter how you play, you'll definitely lose interest.

Similarly, if you encounter an opponent who is much weaker than yourself, you will feel bored after beating them a few times.

It is only when you encounter an opponent of similar skill level that you can truly enjoy the battle.

The main reason Gohan continues to train is that he doesn't have a suitable opponent.

I'm really happy to have finally met one.

"Brother Gohan, are you still going to fight Big Sister?" Kale was extremely unhappy.

I feel like the way you guys fight is very likely to spark some interesting moments.

"We'll talk about it another time." Gohan nodded, not noticing that Kale a little unhappy. Instead, he looked at Caulifla and asked, "You just arrived on Earth from Planet Sadala, right? Since you've come all this way, please come to my house for a visit."

"Are you going to treat us to dinner?" Caulifla with a smile.

"Yes...you guys don't seem like bad people." Gohan nodded.

"Brother Gohan... we still need to go to Aunt Bulma's place," Kale reminded him.

"Ah... I'd forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it..." Gohan slapped his forehead. "How about we go eat at Bulma's place... It's been so long since we've had Capsule Corp's food."

"I don't object." Kale, however, had her own ulterior motives.

I hope Brother Luo Tian hasn't left Earth.

If Luo Tian were on Earth, he would definitely be staying with Aunt Bulma.

I'll ask Brother Luo Tian if she can make me prettier.

Even if I can't become beautiful, at least I can slightly modify my figure, such as making me more voluptuous.

Angels should be able to do that, right?

After all, Aunt Bulma's youth was restored by Luo Tian.

"Come with me." Gohan took to the air.

"Caulifla, should we go?" Cabba was a little hesitant.

"Why not go? Let's go have a nice meal with him first," Caulifla said nonchalantly.

"But we're here to get revenge on Goku and Vegeta!" Cabba lowered his voice. "Don't forget, that Goku escaped from prison with Raditz ... and he even injured my friend Rusen."

"Goku's son is right here. If we follow his son, how could we not find Goku?" Caulifla said with a smile, then added in a low voice, "Besides... you can't even transform into Super Saiyan. Even if you find Goku, are you confident you can defeat him?"

Cabba lowered his head and remained silent.

"Let's learn to become Super Saiyan on Earth first," Caulifla said, patting Cabba on the shoulder.

"Understood..." Cabba nodded. "By the way, should we bring the spaceship with us?"

"Of course, otherwise how would we get back to Saladar?" Caulifla glanced toward the nearby spaceship.

The Universe 6, the Palace of King Yama.

Frost's soul appeared in the hall with a tragic expression.

Frost felt like he'd been screwed over.

I was actually defeated by that woman in an instant.

Hateful!

I haven't had a chance to transform yet!

It's all that bastard Frieza's fault!

I died because of you.

My death was so tragic!

I was killed because the other party mistook me for someone else.

"Frost!" King Yama, opened the Book of Life and Death, turned to Frost's page, and examined it carefully while resting his chin on his hand.

Frost swallowed hard, feeling a little uneasy.

I wonder if there are any records of my life story on that document.

If this is recorded... will I go to hell?

"Frost, as a member of the space Peacekeeping Corps, you have indeed done many good deeds in the universe, but all for your own selfish interests," King Yama said coldly. "Using your background in the Peacekeeping Corps, you took the opportunity to occupy many planets and used them as tools to accumulate wealth!"

Frost's soul trembled slightly.

Sure enough, everything is recorded in the Book of Life and Death.

"Go to hell!" King Yama, pressed his seal and handed it to the staff member next to him.

"Your Majesty King Yama." The staff member bowed in greeting.

"What is it?" King Yama asked.

"Several years ago, there was a guy named Frieza, who seemed to be of the same race as him. He also conquered many planets, and the things they did were not much different." The staff member suddenly thought of Frieza.

King Yama also remembered, nodded thoughtfully, and replied, "Indeed, but that guy named Frieza is a true villain, while this Frost is a hypocrite."

"King Yama is right." The staff member chuckled.

"Why are you laughing so strangely?" King Yama, scrutinized the staff member.

"Your King Yama, why don't we lock them up together?" the staff member suggested.

"That's a good idea, let's do it your way." King Yama thought for a moment and didn't object.

About half an hour later.

In a beautiful garden where spring is in full bloom and flowers and grasses cover the fields.

There was a crooked tree that stood out conspicuously.

On this crooked tree, there were two cocoons hanging.

From each of the two cocoons, a head emerged.

One of them is Frieza, and the other is Frost.

The two looked at each other.

"Hohohohoho!" Frieza let out a series of strange laughs, "I never thought I'd suddenly have a companion."

"Are you Frieza?" Frost glared at Frieza.

"Oh? You know me?" Frieza smiled and scrutinized Frost. "Judging from your appearance, you seem to be one of my people... Could you be my father's illegitimate son?"

"Who's your father's illegitimate son? Don't talk nonsense!" Frost roared. "I have absolutely no relation to you. I'm from Universe 6! You belong to Universe 7!"

"I told you my dad wouldn't have a child as ugly as you." Frieza chuckled.

"What... what did you say? Who are you calling ugly?" Frost was even angrier.

"Hey, how did you die?" Frieza asked with interest.

"How dare you ask! That guy thought I was you, so he killed me!" Frost was furious at the thought and had the urge to go up and tear that bastard Frieza apart.

"What an honor!" Frieza felt no shame, but rather pride.

"You... you bastard!" Frost was even more enraged.

"Don't get angry. Getting angry will only deplete your soul power. Once your soul power is almost exhausted, you will completely disappear and cease to exist in any world," Frieza said calmly. "Now, feel it carefully. Don't you feel your soul power is somewhat weak?"

Frost was slightly startled, and after a brief moment of feeling, his expression changed slightly.

Just as Frieza said, Frost felt as if his soul power was waning.

The anger subsides even faster, especially when one is angry.

"Thank you... thank you..." Frost was startled and quickly thanked him.

"You died because of me, and you're actually thanking me? Hahaha!" Frieza laughed, his laughter growing even louder.

"You... you bastard!" Frost's barely suppressed anger surged up once again.

"No need to thank me. I just don't want you to disappear so soon. If you disappear, who will I have fun with?" Frieza's lips curled up, his smile becoming even more wicked.

"This is such a vast wilderness. Were you the only person here before I arrived?" Frost asked, turning his head and looking around.

"No, there are many more people... no, they can't be considered people, they should be rag dolls," Frieza explained, her lips twitching involuntarily as she said this.

"A rag doll?" Frost was slightly taken aback.

"Look, they're here." Frieza gritted her teeth.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of gongs and drums came from afar.

Frost looked closely and saw a group of rag dolls dancing in the square, banging gongs and drums.

Several pretty little elves even flapped their wings, circled around Frieza and Frost, and softly sang beautiful songs.

"What are they trying to do?" Frost was a little confused.

"You'll find out soon enough why this place is called Hell!" Frieza's eyes widened in fury.

"Didn't you say to suppress your anger?" Frost scoffed.

Frieza simply closed her eyes, refusing to acknowledge the other person.

"I thought I'd be boiled in oil in hell." Frost felt that happiness had come too suddenly. "If this is hell, I'd rather live here for the rest of my life."

Frieza rolled his eyes, looking utterly disdainful.

You'll find out what real hell is like in a little while.

An hour later.

Frost felt like dying.

These guys have been jumping and singing here for over an hour, and they're still not done.

What's even worse is that there's someone playing basketball here, muttering something under their breath.

It seems to be saying something about how beautiful it is...

"Aaaaaah!" Frost felt his soul was about to collapse, and he let out a series of screams.

"You'd better save your energy, it's only been an hour!" Frieza snorted.

"You mean... they're going to sing for hours?" Frost's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Sing for at least eight hours," Frieza grumbled.

"You... what did you say? Eight hours? Are you kidding me?" Frost was completely devastated.

"Ouch, ouch..."

The basketball player was the happiest, jumping around, and the rhythm of the basketball stirred Frost's soul, making it feel endless torment.

"Damn it! That basketball bastard! Stop right there!" Frost shouted.

However, his shout only made the basketball player jump even more enthusiastically.

Frost broke down.

There was another long silence.

"How long have you been locked up here?" Frost asked.

"How long? It feels like almost 10 years," Frieza said in a deep voice.

"Ten years! How did you spend those ten years?" Frost was astonished.

"Cultivation! Cultivation through willpower!" Frieza replied.

"Cultivating through willpower? What kind of cultivation method is that?" Frost asked, puzzled.

"Want to learn?" Frieza grinned wickedly.

Frost nodded repeatedly.

"Call me Daddy, and I'll teach you if you call me Daddy." Frieza smiled smugly.

"Get out!" Frost shouted hysterically.

"I don't know where my son is being held. Why don't you become my son?" Frieza squinted at Frost.

The Universe 6, Earth.

Capsule Corp Headquarters.

"Gohan? You've grown so tall!" Bulma remarked with a touch of nostalgia. "Yeah, seven years have passed in the blink of an eye... I'm almost 40 now, aren't I?"

As she spoke, Bulma took out a small mirror and looked at her reflection.

"I still look 18." Bulma was breathtakingly beautiful.

Gohan: "..."

Kale was speechless.

Cabba and Caulifla remained silent.

"Kale has grown up and become a young lady." Bulma smiled and turned her gaze to Kale, then stepped forward and took her hand affectionately, asking, "You'll both be 18 in two years, right? Do you plan to get married after you come of age?"

Kale immediately felt her heart race and her face turn as red as a ripe apple.

"Are these two friends of Gohan and Kale?" Bulma then looked at Cabba and Caulifla.

"She's my older sister, from the Planet Sadala," Kale explained.

"Planet Sadala? I've heard Luo Tian mention that planet." Bulma nodded. "The Saiyan of the early Universe 7 lived on Planet Sadala, but it was destroyed in an internal conflict, and the Saiyan moved to other planets."

"I've heard of it too," Gohan nodded.

"What brings you here?" Bulma asked.

"Aunt Bulma, they've come all this way, and I wanted to treat them to something good, so I brought them along." Gohan sheepishly.

Bulma: "..."

If you're going to treat us, bring them to our house...

"You really are Goku's son." Bulma shrugged.

"What do you mean?" Gohan didn't understand.

"Robots, prepare some food for them," Bulma instructed the robots.

"Yes, Miss Bulma," the robot replied and went off to do its work.

"We're sorry to bother you!" Cabba and Caulifla were still very polite.

"Is there anything else besides this?" Bulma asked Gohan again.

"Ah... here's what happened..." Gohan explained, and told Bulma everything about how he and Kale went to Satan High School and encountered bad guys.

"You don't want your true identity to be discovered, so you want a completely different transformation?" Bulma understood.

"Yes, what's a good way?" Gohan nodded.

"Of course there is. I'm a genius! As long as I can turn the transformation clothes into particles beforehand, just like with the Capsule, I can wear them anytime," Bulma explained simply.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Aunt Bulma." Gohan thanked her repeatedly.

"You can't just watch the bad guys get away, that's Gohan," Bulma said with a smile. "Alright, I'll help you. It should only take about two hours."

"I'm sorry, thank you for your help, Aunt Bulma." Gohan again and asked, "By the way, I heard that Trunks' family moved nearby? I'd like to go and chat with him; it's getting too boring waiting here."

"Yes, it's right next to our house. You can fly over there to Emily's house," Bulma replied. "I heard he's receiving rigorous training from Vegeta in the gravity training room."

"Uncle Vegeta? Training Trunks?" Gohan a little surprised.

"Emily told me last time that Trunks has reached the age for formal training, so Vegeta is teaching him fighting techniques," Bulma smiled. "Vegeta wants to train Trunks to be even stronger than Gohan."

"Haha, that's not easy." Gohan laughed.

"Aunt Bulma ...Where's Luo Tian? Is he here with you?" Kale hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Luo Tian ... he's cultivating over there." Bulma pointed to a house in the center of the lake in the distance.

"Cultivation? He's already so powerful, does he still need to cultivate?" Kale his sweat.

"Yes, he said he's not strong enough." Bulma nodded, then asked, "Did you need to see him for something?"

"This..." Kale hesitated, unsure of how to begin.

"Just say what you have to say," Bulma said.

"I think..." Kale whispered a few words in Bulma's ear, and her face turned even redder after she finished speaking.

"Oh, I see..." Bulma chuckled, glanced at Gohan again, and replied, "It shouldn't be a big problem. Go and find him."

"Okay." Kale nodded, a little bit of anticipation in her heart.

"Then, Kale, I'm going to go play with Trunks," Gohan said.

"Well, I need to talk to Luo Tian about something." Kale didn't want to play with a little kid.

As for Cabba and Caulifla, they stayed for dinner.

Gohan leaped into the air, landed in the neighboring courtyard, and appeared near the gravity chamber.

Not long after Gohan arrived, he saw Trunks emerge from the gravity chamber, covered in sweat.

"Brother Gohan? When did you arrive?" Trunks asked excitedly.

"I just arrived. I heard you've been training with your father?" Gohan with a smile.

"Yes." Trunks nodded.

Just then, Vegeta also came out of the room and glanced at Gohan.

"Ah! Hello, Uncle Vegeta! Did I disturb you?" Gohan quickly greeted him.

"Your body seems rather sluggish. Even if the world is at peace, there are still many things to do throughout the universe." Vegeta's expression was cold. "Don't forget, Luo Tian is still training you to become God of Destruction! Do you look like someone who can be God of Destruction?"

"Yes... yes..." Gohan smiled awkwardly.

"Where's Kakarot?" Vegeta asked.

"Dad went out to train, and I don't know where he is." Gohan shook his head.

"Hmph, Kakarot, you'd better come back soon. This time, I'll surpass you no matter what!" Vegeta's face showed confidence.

"By the way, Uncle Vegeta, two Saiyan have arrived from Planet Sadala. They're eating at Aunt Bulma's house right now," Gohan added.

"Is it Jerez?" Vegeta's expression changed.

"Jerez? No... They are a man and a woman. The man is called Cabba and the woman is called Caulifla. They are about my age," Gohan explained.

"Those two are nothing special, I'm not interested in them." Vegeta snorted and turned to leave.

However, after taking a few steps forward, Vegeta suddenly remembered something and turned back.

"How strong are those two guys you mentioned? Your clothes are a bit torn, so you must have fought them, right?" Vegeta asked.

"They're about as strong as me in their Base Form state, but they don't transform into Super Saiyan," Gohan answered truthfully. "It's just that somehow, Kale seemed to have said something to Caulifla, and then Caulifla easily transformed into Super Saiyan."

Vegeta: "..."

"Where's that guy named Cabba?" Vegeta asked again.

"He doesn't seem to know the trick to transforming yet, he probably can't transform yet." Gohan.

"Trunks." Vegeta turned to look at Trunks.

"Dad..." Trunks was taken aback, a bad feeling creeping over him.

"Go and defeat them," Vegeta commanded.

Trunks: "..."

"Let's go take a look." Vegeta led the way and flew into the sky.

Trunks had no choice but to follow.

Gohan, somewhat embarrassed, and followed.

The room in the middle of the lake.

Luo Tian was cultivating diligently.

After absorbing the energy from Jerez and Roar, Luo Tian's level increased to level 76.

Now another six years have passed.

For the past six years, Luo Tian has been working hard to cultivate himself and become stronger.

Originally, Luo Tian planned to properly train Goku and Vegeta.

However, Luo Tian himself is in a precarious situation right now, let alone train Goku and Vegeta.

We can only let them grow up freely.

Besides, everything that needed to be taught has already been taught; now it's up to them to figure it out themselves.

After six years of dedicated training, Luo Tian finally reached level 80.

It must be said that after absorbing the energy of Jerez and the others, Luo Tian felt that his own Angelic Power had become complete.

After Luo Tian reached Level 71, it was as if he was stuck by something, making it difficult to advance any further.

However, once their energy is absorbed, this damping sensation completely disappears.

When Luo Tian started cultivating, he felt as comfortable and at ease as before.

In just six years, Luo Tian leveled up from level 76 to level 80, a remarkably fast leveling speed.

The Grand Priestess inside Luo Tian's body was stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief.

I have a feeling... at this rate of leveling up, you might reach level 90 in another 10 years.

It's hard to believe that this guy has only lived for a little over 40 years.

He hasn't been an angel for many years, has he?

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