Choice

Bulma said this, then suddenly looked at Sun Wukong, who was standing to the side.

"Right, Wukong, could you teach me how to divine?"

"Divination?"

"Yeah!"

Bulma smiled.

If she learned divination, she could use a crystal ball at any time to keep an eye on Sun Wukong.

"Learning divination requires talent; it's not something just anyone can master!"

"Hmph!"

Bulma let out a cold snort.

"Are you saying I don't have the talent for divination?"

"No! No!"

"Then what do you mean?"

"I mean that divination is very difficult to learn!"

"No way! I'm going to learn it! I refuse to believe that a mere bit of divination could stump a genius beauty like me!"

"Well... alright then!"

Sun Wukong knew how to obscure the secrets of heaven, so he wasn't worried about Bulma learning it and using divination to monitor him.

The next day, Sun Wukong spent the morning training and the afternoon explaining divination to Bulma.

Because many aspects of divination were profound and mysterious, even a genius like Bulma found it hard to grasp everything at once.

Furthermore, divination also involved some celestial studies, all of which required self-study and mastery.

Originally, learning divination required a vast number of books.

However, Sun Wukong's divination relied entirely on the Dragon Balls, which had infused the relevant memories of the art directly into his mind.

What Sun Wukong explained to her was only a small fraction of the art of divination.

In a desert on Earth, there was an oasis, and within this oasis stood a massive palace.

This palace was the residence of Fortune Teller Baba.

At this moment, Fortune Teller Baba was sitting inside the palace, conversing with an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties.

Above the old man's head hovered a white halo.

This old man was none other than Sun Wukong's late grandfather, Grandpa Gohan.

"Gohan, that grandson of yours is truly something else!"

"Are you talking about Wukong?"

"Yes! Not long ago, the Ox-King came to me to have me look at his daughter."

"Look at her for what?"

"Lovesickness!"

"..."

"If I recall correctly, his daughter isn't very old, is she?"

"She's about the same age as your Wukong!"

"Wukong, could it be..."

"That's right, the one she likes is Wukong!"

"Is that so! Well, I suppose that's not a big deal, is it?"

"It's not a big deal! But Chi-Chi isn't the only one who likes your Wukong!"

"Not just Chi-Chi? Then who else is there?"

"One of them is a wealthy young lady living in West City!"

"Really! I never imagined my Wukong had such charm! But if both of them like Wukong, he might have a hard time choosing!"

"That's why I cast a divination for your grandson! It's possible that your Wukong might end up marrying both!"

"Tw... two!"

Grandpa Gohan was startled.

"It's even possible... that it could be three!"

"What? That brat Wukong!"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Gohan immediately grew indignant.

"That brat Wukong, has he not been training properly?"

"..."

"No, I heard from Ox-King that he has already won two World Martial Arts Tournaments and even defeated King Piccolo!"

"King Piccolo?"

Grandpa Gohan's expression shifted in shock.

Back in his youth, he had once heard Master Roshi mention King Piccolo.

"That's right!"

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Bulma still only had a superficial understanding of divination.

At Sun Wukong's suggestion, she bought some books on astrology.

Because Sun Wukong hadn't visited Chi-Chi for four or five days, he went to see her today to teach her the Flight Technique.

Of course, to avoid being discovered by Bulma, he used his own hair to create a clone to leave at Bulma's house.

Fried Bread Mountain.

Chi-Chi was currently sitting on a patch of grass, looking bored, when a figure suddenly appeared.

This person was none other than Sun Wukong.

"Wukong!"

Chi-Chi stood up from the grass, overjoyed.

Sun Wukong nodded.

"How is your progress with the Flight Technique?"

"I can already hover in mid-air, but I'm afraid of falling, so I haven't dared to fly yet!"

"Is that so? Then show me! Even if you fall from the sky, I will catch you!"

"Okay!"

Chi-Chi said, focusing her spirit to first lift her body off the ground.

"Good! Now, control the ki in your body and fly forward!"

"Okay!"

Chi-Chi said, flying forward for a short distance.

Perhaps due to nervousness, Chi-Chi failed to control her ki properly for a moment, and her body plummeted straight down from mid-air.

"Wukong!"

Chi-Chi cried out in fright, reaching out to Sun Wukong for help.

Sun Wukong's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared beneath Chi-Chi and caught her.

Seeing that she was being held, Chi-Chi's face quickly turned red.

Aside from her father, Sun Wukong was the first man to ever hold her.

"Are you alright?"

"I... I'm fine!"

Chi-Chi said, slowly stepping down from Sun Wukong's arms.

"Chi-Chi, did you fail to control your ki just now?"

"I suppose so!"

Chi-Chi whispered.

"Then keep practicing! If you accidentally fall, I will catch you!"

"Okay!"

Chi-Chi said, and resumed practicing the Flight Technique.

The morning passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was noon.

After a morning of practice, Chi-Chi was already able to fly for short distances.

However, it would still take quite some time to master it skillfully.

"Wukong, thank you for your hard work this morning!"

"It's nothing! By the way, Chi-Chi, there is something I want to tell you..."

"What is it?"

Chi-Chi used her handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Well... I've started dating Bulma!"

"Dat... dating!"

Chi-Chi froze upon hearing these words.

"But didn't you say before that you only wanted to focus on your training for the time being?"

As Chi-Chi spoke, her eyes suddenly turned red.

"But a choice has to be made eventually, doesn't it?"

"So, your choice is her?"

Sun Wukong remained silent, saying nothing.

At this moment, Chi-Chi suddenly burst into tears and flew forward.

Sun Wukong raised his hand, only to lower it again.

It ultimately transformed into a helpless sigh as he departed from Fried Bread Mountain.

After returning home, Chi-Chi locked herself in her room.

Hearing his daughter's sobbing, the Ox-King immediately went to knock on the door.

But no matter how the Ox-King shouted, Chi-Chi simply would not open the door.

"Chi-Chi, did that brat Wukong bully you? I'm going to find him right now!"

"No! Dad, don't go!"

Chi-Chi shouted anxiously at the Ox-King.

But the Ox-King wouldn't listen at all; he grabbed an axe and set off to find Sun Wukong.

On the other side.

After Sun Wukong left, he had originally intended to return to Bulma's house.

But upon remembering that Chi-Chi had gone back crying, he decided to check the situation using a crystal ball.

Seeing Chi-Chi weeping like a flower drenched in rain, Sun Wukong felt a pang of distress in his heart.

It was a pity that he hadn't transmigrated into an ancient era.

After thinking for a moment, Sun Wukong plucked a hair from his head and created a clone to face the Ox-King.

However, this battle never actually took place, as it was stopped by the arriving Chi-Chi.

Seeing the fight interrupted, Sun Wukong used Instant Transmission to appear before the two of them.