Shenron: There Is No Wish This Dragon Cannot Grant

Under the powerful blast of Lin Chuan's energy projectile, the entire iceberg was pulverized into nothingness.

The resulting storm surged like a primordial beast awakening, capable of swallowing everything in its path.

Of course, it had no effect on Lin Chuan whatsoever.

With his level of strength, what did such minor shockwaves matter?

Bulma would be fine as well. Because Lin Chuan had been keeping an energy shield active while holding her, he ensured she would absolutely not come to any harm.

"Hey, hey, hey! Isn't this going a bit too far? I only asked you to blast it open, not to blow up the entire iceberg! What if you destroyed the Dragon Ball in the process?" Seeing the entire iceberg vanish without a trace, Bulma was startled, but her first thought was still whether the Dragon Ball might have been destroyed by that explosion.

As a strong-willed woman, having spent so much time with Lin Chuan, she had become increasingly bold and dared to say anything.

"If we had to search through that entire iceberg, it would have taken forever. You said it yourself, the Dragon Radar has a margin of error of nearly fifty meters. Rather than searching slowly, it's much more efficient to just blow it up."

"As for destroying the Dragon Ball, that naturally won't happen! Given the durability of the Earth's Dragon Balls, they wouldn't shatter from that level of bombardment."

As he finished speaking, Lin Chuan continued to watch the Dragon Radar in Bulma's hands.

Although the marked position on the screen had shifted, the seventh Dragon Ball had indeed not been destroyed.

Because of the explosion, it had been swept away onto the ice field ahead.

"It's over there." Before Bulma could retort, Lin Chuan channeled his energy and flew forward.

After traveling several kilometers, Lin Chuan landed on the ground while still holding Bulma.

The vast, white ice field was nothing but ice chunks and snow; there were no living creatures and nothing else to be found.

If one had to point something out, it would be the fragments from the iceberg explosion scattered across every corner of the plain.

Setting Bulma down, Lin Chuan took the Dragon Radar from her hands.

"Stay here for now and don't wander off. There might be crevasses under the snow; if you fall into one, it could be life-threatening." Lin Chuan cautioned Bulma before releasing his senses and walking around to search.

Bulma stood in place, not daring to run around.

Although she was bold, she also valued her life.

Several minutes later, the corners of Lin Chuan's mouth curled up. He reached into a hole in the ice and pulled out the Seven-Star Dragon Ball, which glowed with an orange-yellow light.

"Finally, I've collected them all." It had taken over five hours to find the Dragon Balls scattered across the world.

Turning back, Lin Chuan looked toward Bulma and held up the Seven-Star Dragon Ball to show her.

Seeing that the final Dragon Ball had been found, Bulma was overjoyed. For a moment, she forgot Lin Chuan's instructions and jogged toward him.

Bulma, who had been feeling happy at the thought of finally being able to leave this godforsaken place, suddenly felt the ground give way beneath her feet. Her mind went blank, and she was instantly plunged into the despair of impending death.

Seeing this, Lin Chuan knew exactly what had happened.

Stupid woman, he cursed inwardly.

In the next second, he flared his energy. In less than a second, he grabbed Bulma's body just as she was about to plummet into the ice cavern and used his Flight Technique to lift them off the ground.

"Good thing the distance was short. Didn't I tell you not to move?" Lin Chuan chided, adjusting his posture to carry Bulma in his arms.

If he hadn't reacted in time, something truly terrible would have happened to her.

"I, I just thought that since we found this Dragon Ball, we could finally leave here..." Bulma pouted, looking aggrieved.

Having brushed with death so suddenly, she felt even colder than before.

She instinctively curled her body inward. Sensing this, Lin Chuan shook his head helplessly, channeled his energy to form a protective barrier, and then departed the Far North.

Northern Plains.

On the edge of a forest with relatively lush vegetation, Lin Chuan descended from the sky with Bulma.

It was no longer cold here.

The temperature had risen to around fifteen degrees Celsius. While it still wasn't exactly warm, compared to the minus forty or fifty degrees of the Far North, this place was practically paradise.

"Are you sure you want to summon Shenron and make a wish here?" Bulma asked as she took off her heavy, insulated suit.

"Of course. If you hadn't been unable to stand the cold, I would have just made the wish back there," Lin Chuan replied.

Bulma rolled her eyes at him, then took the Dragon Balls out of her spatial pouch.

The seven round Dragon Balls gathered together, resonating with one another and emitting a flashing, dazzling golden light.

"Let's get started! Come forth, Shenron!" Bulma shouted.

"VROOOOM!!!!"

The seven Dragon Balls suddenly erupted with brilliant light.

At the same time, the sky was blanketed by rolling black clouds that stretched across the entire globe, plunging the whole world into darkness in a matter of moments.

With the Earth's sky shrouded in darkness, the scene immediately caught the attention of the Z Fighters.

As the light was swallowed by the darkness, a golden pillar of light erupted from the seven Dragon Balls, shooting straight into the heavens.

The radiant glow coalesced into the body of Shenron, who hovered in mid-air, exuding an aura of majesty and dominance.

The Shenron of Earth hovered right above Lin Chuan's head.

The pressure radiating from it was intangible, yet undeniably real.

This wasn't suppression brought about by sheer power, but rather the innate majesty inherent to the dragon itself.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it Dragon Pressure!

"You who have gathered the seven Dragon Balls, state your wish. No matter what it is, I can grant it for you."

A familiar opening line, a familiar feeling.

For a brief moment, it brought back memories for Lin Chuan of watching the Shenron appear on the big screen back in the day.

It was a pity; despite looking mighty and imposing, and boasting such a grand tone, the current Shenron of Earth was actually just a small fry.

Compared to Porunga, the Shenron of Namek, it wasn't even in the same league.

Only later, after Dende upgraded it, did the number of wishes increase from one to three, which elevated its status slightly.

Of course, even then, it still couldn't compare to Porunga.

He remembered that in the Super era, in front of Beerus the God of Destruction, the Earth's Shenron was so scared it nearly wet itself.

"Alright, Lin Chuan, the Shenron has been summoned. Now, you can state your wish." Bulma fixed her gaze on Lin Chuan and reminded him.

Hearing Bulma's words, the corners of Lin Chuan's mouth curled into a mischievous smirk. "I have an idea, though I'm not sure if it can be fulfilled."

Looking at Lin Chuan's mischievous grin, Bulma couldn't help but feel that something was off.

"Are you the one making the wish? State it. No matter what it is, I can grant it." The Shenron seemed to have heard Lin Chuan's skepticism. Its deep, resonant voice delivered a massive, invisible impact, as if to say: There is no wish that I cannot grant.