To Kami's Lookout

"Mom, Gohan has been taken away! What are we going to do?" Wang Sheng pointed at the figure of King Piccolo growing smaller in the distance, shouting in distress.

"There, there, little Sheng, Gohan just went off to train." Bulma felt a headache coming on. How was she supposed to explain this to Chi-Chi? Especially when she imagined Chi-Chi's roaring, Bulma felt a pang of guilt. Should she just go hide somewhere for a while?

"Bulma, when exactly is Wang Yang coming back?" Krillin asked.

"Every time he goes into space to train, it takes anywhere from a month or two to half a year. I'm not sure when he'll be back." Bulma scratched her long blue hair, looking very troubled.

"Huh? Kami just notified me, telling me to gather everyone to go to Kami's Lookout for training." Krillin suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"The Heavenly Realm? I'll go too, and I'll have little Sheng tag along for training as well." Bulma was overjoyed; she had been worrying about where to go.

She was not like Chi-Chi, who only ever thought about Gohan studying hard and staying away from martial arts.

Bulma supported her son's training, especially since a powerful enemy would be invading in a year; having greater strength would allow her son to better protect himself.

That evening, when Chi-Chi realized Bulma hadn't brought Gohan back home, she called Bulma's phone.

"Ah? Chi-Chi! It's like this... a powerful enemy is coming in a year, so Gohan was taken by King Piccolo to train. Don't worry about it." Bulma said in a panicked, hushed voice.

After speaking, she held the phone far away from her ear. Sure enough, the next moment, Chi-Chi's furious roar came through, clearly audible even from a distance.

"Don't worry? How can I not worry? That's King Piccolo!"

"Gohan is supposed to become a great scholar! How could he possibly do something so dangerous? What if something happens to him? Things like this should be left to Goku and Wang Yang! Why take Gohan along? And King Piccolo is so terrifying—he'll corrupt my sweet Gohan!"

"Hello! Hello? Why is there no signal? Chi-Chi, the signal is bad on my end, I'll call you later!" Bulma stammered through a few "hellos" with an embarrassed face before hurriedly hanging up.

Phew!

After hanging up, Bulma patted her chest and let out a sigh of relief. She was brave and feisty enough, but she still couldn't handle Chi-Chi when she was angry.

"My poor Gohan!"

At Mount Paozu, Chi-Chi covered her face, heartbroken and alone.

In the far reaches of the universe, on a beautiful, life-bearing planet, explosions rang out incessantly as countless lives fell in pools of blood.

"Low-class warriors are just low-class warriors. They're completely useless—to think they were killed by a mere child." A bald, muscular man sat on a rock, looking on with disdain.

"Hmph!" A short man with spiky hair standing nearby let out a cold grunt.

"So, are we going to that planet to avenge Raditz?" the bald man asked.

"Do you think a useless weakling deserves for us to avenge him? Saiyans are already few in number. Those two brats seem to have great potential; I intend to recruit them, along with Kakarot. As the Prince of all Saiyans, I will restore the glory of our race," Vegeta said arrogantly.

Though he said this, he had other thoughts in mind.

How could I, the Prince of Saiyans, continue to work under Frieza forever? Even if I have to defy his orders, I must go to Earth this time. Once I recruit those two Saiyans with such high potential and train them to be my right-hand men, I will have the power to resist Frieza.

"Come to think of it, the potential of Kakarot's son is truly immense, far higher than other Saiyan children!" Vegeta said coldly. He assumed Wang Sheng was Kakarot's son.

"Could it be a coincidence?" Nappa asked.

"Impossible! How could a low-class warrior produce a child with such immense potential? It must be that the Saiyan mated with someone from that planet, resulting in a child with a powerful strength," Vegeta said, shaking his head.

"Haha! If that's the case, then that's great. We just need to breed these people in large numbers, and ruling the universe won't be just a dream anymore!" Nappa laughed happily.

"Don't be ridiculous. If the whole universe were filled with people like that, as you say, we wouldn't have anywhere left to stand."

"Let's go! Set course for Earth!" The two stood up and headed toward their spacecraft. Target: Earth!

On the Blue-Green Planet.

Two figures, one large and one small, stood on the surface of a calm lake. On the shore, flowers were in full bloom, with colorful buds dotting the landscape.

A woman with hair like a waterfall, graceful posture, and skin like jade sat quietly amidst the beautiful flowers, bathing in the sweet air as she watched the two on the lake with a serene expression.

Ripples suddenly began to spread across the mirror-like surface of the lake. The frequency of the ripples grew larger, spreading outward from beneath the child's feet.

However, when the ripples reached Wang Yang's feet, they seemed to encounter an inexplicable force and instantly smoothed out.

"You must let your heart become as calm as the surface of a lake to control the ki within your body as easily as moving your own arm. Only when your control over your ki is flawless can you execute any technique with ease," Wang Yang said softly.

The training methods of the Namekians were very similar to those of the Yardratians; both required a peaceful state of mind and a strong soul to achieve perfect control over one's ki. Thus, their secret arts were quite similar—such as Giant Form, limb regeneration, potential unlocking, fission, and fusion—though the people of Yardrat had researched this path much more deeply.

The child opposite him struggled, his expression gradually calming, and the ripples beneath his feet stopped fluctuating so violently.

Seeing this, Wang Yang realized something in his heart.

His power is too great; it's still a bit much for him right now!

Suddenly, Wang Yang appeared behind the child out of thin air. His right hand traced mysterious patterns in the void, and a complex, mystical sigil appeared in the air.

Wang Yang pressed his right hand forward, and the mysterious sigil passed through the child's clothes, imprinting itself onto his back, where faint lines flickered in and out of existence.

If Wang Sheng were to see this, he would realize that the markings on the child's back were identical to his own.

Once this was done, the child's overwhelming aura gradually weakened, and the ripples beneath his feet slowly vanished until the lake became as smooth as a mirror once more.

Seeing this, Wang Yang nodded slightly, a hint of approval appearing on his face.

Both children possessed terrifying power within them, but they were still too young to control it. To avoid them accidentally harming the innocent, he had to temporarily seal this power.

Of course, if they were to experience extreme rage or if their lives were threatened, the seals within them would temporarily break.

This was also the reason why Wang Yang had left, even knowing that Raditz would soon arrive on Earth. A mere Raditz would be of no consequence as long as his son took action.