25. Time to Go Back

Chaya did not answer, merely laughing as he extended a finger to point toward the sky. As for whether he meant the Heavenly Realm or outer space, he left that for the other to guess.

Mutaito nodded in sudden realization, mistakenly assuming that Chaya and Selyne had descended from the Heavenly Realm. If they hailed from the Sacred Temple, it was no surprise they knew his name; he assumed they must have learned it from Kami.

Observing how young the pair appeared, Mutaito couldn't help but sigh, "To think that in this era, such brilliant talents are still training at the Sacred Temple. It seems the martial arts of Earth have not yet fallen into decline!"

Mutaito knew well that the Kami who resided above Korin Tower was a profoundly mysterious figure. Three hundred years ago, when he had climbed Korin Tower to defeat King Piccolo and developed the Evil Containment Wave under Korin's guidance, he had heard the cat hermit mention that an even higher deity resided in the Sacred Temple above the tower.

Back then, Mutaito had concluded that Kami was an incredibly powerful existence, completely unaware that he himself had long since surpassed Kami by a wide margin.

Seeing that Mutaito had misunderstood their origins, Chaya smiled and chose not to explain. After exchanging a few more words, they bid each other farewell.

Both were highly accomplished martial artists, and through their senses, they had already roughly gauged each other's depth.

Because his own strength far exceeded the other's, Chaya felt only a slight surprise at Mutaito's power and no longer harbored any desire to fight. As for Mutaito, having experienced countless battles, he had no wish to cross blows again. Besides, today was the final day of his existence; knowing that such experts still walked the Earth was enough for him.

Watching Mutaito depart, Selyne pulled some snacks from her bag and said while munching, "That old man is really strange. Not only is his Ki much stronger than a typical Earthling's, but why does he have a weird halo over his head?"

Chaya rolled his eyes at her and explained, "That's because he isn't a living person, okay? He's a figure from three hundred years ago; we just happened to run into him today while he was visiting the mortal realm!"

"Eh? You mean that old man came from the Other World?"

Selyne's mouth hung open in shock; she was so surprised she even forgot to eat her snack.

"Could it be fake? That old man is named Mutaito, a great martial artist who saved the Earth three hundred years ago. Just think about it—he's been training in the Other World for so many years, how could he be weak..."

Chaya looked at Selyne with a smile, then explained the process of how the souls of the deceased enter the Other World to be judged by King Yemma.

He went into detail, especially regarding the standard of "the virtuous go to Other World Heaven, while the wicked descend to Hell."

"So it doesn't end when people die? The soul still has to go through King Yemma's judgment? Hey, what happens to us Saiyans when we die?"

"Nine times out of ten, we're going to Hell!" Chaya shrugged.

Saiyans worked for Frieza, burning, looting, and pillaging; they had committed no shortage of crimes. According to the rules of the Other World, such people would all be sent to Hell upon death.

Selyne's eyes widened in astonishment, but when she considered the actions of the Saiyans, she realized that if souls were truly judged, they would likely all end up in Hell.

"So, if you don't want to go to Hell in the future, you either have to balance your good and evil deeds to be reincarnated, or you have to ensure you never die, so King Yemma naturally can't judge you," Chaya said humorously.

"Then I can't do too many bad things from now on!"

Selyne pondered this briefly. For the sake of her future, she decided she should commit fewer innocent killings, though it would make her hands itch. As for Chaya's talk about never dying, she took it as a joke. What puzzled her, however, was how Chaya seemed to know everything, despite being just a child like her.

Chaya wouldn't offer any further explanation for Selyne's confusion. He couldn't let others know he came from another world, at least not until he possessed sufficient power to keep it hidden.

He steered the conversation elsewhere: "By the way, we've been on Earth for over half a year. We've done what we came to do and achieved our goals; it's time to return to Planet Vegeta!"

"We're going back?"

Selyne was excited. Having been away from Planet Vegeta for so many years, she couldn't wait to return.

As expected, once the topic shifted, Selyne's attention was immediately diverted. Chaya breathed a secret sigh of relief, telling himself he must not act like he knows everything in the future; it was too suspicious.

"Yeah, we've been out for so long, it's time to go back. But remember to hide your battle power once we return to Planet Vegeta; don't draw any unnecessary attention," Chaya said.

Selyne nodded. She was no longer the ignorant little girl she once was. Having been by Chaya's side for so long, she had learned that the tallest tree is the first to be broken by the wind.

Still, she felt a pang of reluctance to leave Earth so suddenly. Of course, what she would miss most were the various delicacies; she didn't care much for anything else.

She leaned slightly toward Chaya and rested a hand on his shoulder.

Chaya placed his hand on her slender waist in turn. The sensation of the young girl's body came through his palm, and a faint, lily-like fragrance drifted toward his nose.

He focused his mind, activating his spatial superpower. After a blurry shimmer of light flickered in place, the two vanished from Earth.

Unlike the disheveled state they were in when they first arrived half a year ago, Chaya was much more composed this time; his use of Instant Transmission was clearly more proficient. With a vast reserve of energy as his backing, executing the technique was no longer so difficult.

He jumped back along the path of planets he had taken to arrive. Half an hour later, the figures of Chaya and Selyne appeared on the distant Planet Selma.

Back on the familiar Planet Selma, Chaya took a deep breath.

Although the superpower version of Instant Transmission is convenient, it consumes far more energy than the Yardratian technique, and it can't even compare to Kibito's! Chaya mused to himself.

His own spatial teleportation required him to know the location of the target area beforehand and consumed a massive amount of energy to bridge the space. It was a step behind the method used by the Yardratians, who only needed to lock onto a target's Ki. Of course, once his strength reached a certain level, he would eventually surpass them.

Hm, perhaps I can integrate the Yardratian Instant Transmission later. Combining the two might allow me to reach the level of Kibito's teleportation!

"Selyne, let's go back and retrieve our flight pod."

"Mhm!" Selyne nodded.

Chaya took her in another teleport, returning to the spot where they had originally landed.

It was the same familiar little valley, though the vegetation was much denser than when they had left. It wouldn't be long before the area returned to its former lush, forested state.

Returning to the valley after more than half a year, Chaya couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia. Although they had only been gone for six months, if one counted the time spent in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, they had actually lived through a year and a half.

In terms of strength, he had gone from a battle power of just over two thousand when he left Planet Selma to nearly thirteen thousand now. His power had multiplied several times over.