Reaching an Agreement!

Frieza glared through gritted teeth at the three people before him. He glanced sideways at Ye Ming, whose arms were folded across his chest, and realized that this Saiyan was the strongest among them.

Frieza certainly had a good eye. But in his heart, he swore bitterly that one day he would make these damn monkeys pay. How dare they look down on Emperor Frieza!

Vegeta had been about to teach Frieza a lesson, but Ye Ming stopped him. He said to Frieza, "You're far too weak right now. I'm worried Vegeta will kill you again. Though, wait—you're already dead."

Frieza's face flushed at the humiliating words, and he clenched his fists.

The next moment, he calmed down and suddenly smiled at Ye Ming and the others. "You didn't come here just to humiliate me, did you? You must have something you need me for."

Frieza was certainly quick to change his tune. Even Vegeta was surprised by his over-the-top performance, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Frieza flicked his tail, convinced he had Ye Ming and the others right where he wanted them.

"Frieza, don't celebrate too soon. We can either let you join us or make you disappear from this world forever—not even hell will take you in." Ye Ming looked at him coldly.

Ye Ming suddenly released a trace of his ki toward Frieza. The overwhelming pressure left Frieza speechless. He was drenched in sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Frieza was utterly terrified. He was afraid Ye Ming would erase him completely, leaving him unable to enter hell. If that happened, how could he ever be revived?

"Oh-ho-ho, forgive me. I, Frieza, was rude just now. I offer my sincere apologies. If there's anything you need my help with, I'll do everything I can," Frieza said cautiously.

Frieza could tell that this monkey before him was incredibly powerful. He was very confident in his own talent for training, but he wasn't sure he could ever reach Ye Ming's level.

After Son Goku had defeated him, he hadn't trained seriously at all. He had spent his time in hell living like a king.

His gaze drifted to Son Goku nearby, bringing back some unpleasant memories. At that moment, he had no choice but to bow his head. When you were under someone else's roof, you had to submit. Frieza knew how to bend when necessary.

Then there was Vegeta. Frieza had once thought of him as a subordinate, but he had never expected him to become so powerful. Damn it, he had to train and grow stronger. Even if he couldn't beat Ye Ming, he would make those two monkeys, Son Goku and Vegeta, pay dearly, Frieza thought.

Ye Ming looked at Frieza calmly. "I bet you're thinking of training until you're stronger, then coming after us for revenge."

Frieza hurriedly denied it, but Ye Ming suddenly appeared beside his ear and whispered, "Even if you can defeat Son Goku and Vegeta one day, I can still kill you with ease. Do you understand? I don't deny your potential, but you're nowhere near good enough to stand against me."

Those deathly words echoed in Frieza's ears. Sweat streamed down his head, and his lips trembled.

Frieza could feel that this Saiyan named Ye Ming was different from anyone he had faced before. For the first time, he felt so helpless—and even afraid—in front of an enemy. The only other time he had felt this way was before Lord Beerus, the God of Destruction.

Frieza stammered, "I, the great Frieza—no! I swear that from this day forward, I'll never trouble you Saiyans again. I really was thinking about it just now."

Ye Ming cut him off. "But I'll allow you to take revenge on Son Goku and Vegeta. Just don't kill them, or I'll destroy you myself."

Vegeta and Son Goku were both surprised to hear that. Still, it didn't matter much. Frieza wasn't strong enough to interest either of them in a fight right now.

"Did you mean what you just said? You're not making a fool of me, are you?" Frieza asked slowly.

Ye Ming nodded. "Of course I meant it. If one day you become strong enough to pin Vegeta and Son Goku to the ground, that will be your own achievement, and I won't interfere. But the important thing is that you mustn't kill them."

Frieza thought to himself, Once I've gone through some rigorous training and grown stronger, I'll find Son Goku and Vegeta and get my revenge. I may not be able to kill them, but I can still make them suffer. Heh heh.

Frieza was truly a shrewd man. He figured Ye Ming wasn't bluffing; someone as powerful as him wouldn't make such promises lightly.

What he didn't know was that the power he had felt just now was only the tip of the iceberg for Ye Ming.

Vegeta said arrogantly, "Frieza, I'll be waiting for you! Let's see whether you knock me down or I knock you down!"

Vegeta's arrogance made Frieza's veins bulge, but he quickly put on a smile. "Oh my! Vegeta, how could I possibly be a match for you? I apologize for all my past offenses. Please forgive me!"

Seeing Frieza act like that made Vegeta feel sick. He knew Frieza was only putting on an act and must be cursing him viciously in his heart.

Frieza cleared his throat and changed the subject. "So, what price do I have to pay?"

With his hands clasped behind his back, Ye Ming paced around Frieza as he spoke. "In the future, there'll be a tournament across the universes. You'll need to join our team and compete in it. The tournament is being held by Zeno, the supreme god above the twelve universes."

"The universes that lose may face dire consequences, while winning will obviously be better. The other universes also have plenty of powerful fighters, including some you wouldn't expect. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Frieza was startled by this, but soon recovered. "You want me to join your team. That's the main point, isn't it? Well, I agree."

As expected of Frieza—he understood at once. Looking at the old fox before him, Ye Ming grinned.

"Exactly. But you're only one of our candidates. If you'd given us a bad attitude just now, you might not even have been worthy of standing before me anymore," Ye Ming said with a smile.

"Oh-ho-ho, I'm honored to join your ranks. I understand that we rise and fall together. But I'd like to make sure about something you said earlier," Frieza said, approaching Ye Ming and lowering his voice.

"Oh? Which part? I said a lot of things," Ye Ming replied, pretending not to know, even though he understood perfectly well.

"The part about being able to beat Son Goku and Vegeta senseless..." Frieza whispered.

He didn't want Son Goku and Vegeta to know that he was plotting against them.

"Of course. I meant what I said. If you can beat them, that means you're strong enough," Ye Ming whispered, patting Frieza on the shoulder.

"Oh my, thank you very much. You only said I couldn't kill them. It should be fine if I beat them half to death, right?" Frieza said.

Frieza was an old hand at this. He knew how to exploit the loopholes in someone's words. Ye Ming gave him a faint smile but didn't answer. Frieza understood.

Son Goku said excitedly, "Frieza, I know you want revenge on me. Come challenge me once you've finished training."

Frieza walked calmly over to Son Goku. "Oh my! Oh my! Heh heh, I can hardly refuse. You said it yourself, so don't go back on your word!"

Son Goku grinned. "Heh heh, of course not. I'll be waiting."

Son Goku and Frieza exchanged a glance, then smiled at each other. Their expressions were exactly as they had been back then!

Ye Ming looked around at the group of villains nearby. The power he had just unleashed had clearly frightened them; they were all hiding at a distance, afraid to show themselves. But there were always a few who didn't know when to quit.

"That's settled. We're leaving. Frieza, we'll use the Dragon Ball to revive you. Stay here for now," Ye Ming said as he headed out.

"Oh-ho-ho, thank you very much. I don't mind staying here a little longer," Frieza replied with a faint smile.

But just as they were about to leave, a group of former villains suddenly appeared and blocked their way. Vegeta and Son Goku looked at the villains who had once given them a difficult fight. Now, they were nothing but ants.

Ye Ming's expression turned displeased. "What do you want?"

Babidi suddenly stepped forward. "We overheard your conversation with Frieza. We could also represent our universe in the tournament. I hope you'll give us a chance."

Frieza was furious to hear this. Those fools dared to steal his opportunity! He was about to speak up and stop them.

But the next moment, Ye Ming's expression turned vicious. "First, I can choose whoever I want to compete. You don't get to come to me, and you have no right to make demands. Second, I hate people blocking my path—and especially when they're a bunch of despicable creatures."

Frieza's expression changed when he heard this. He immediately took off running, putting as much distance between himself and the group as he could. He was fast, to say the least!

The others also felt the boundless killing intent Ye Ming had unleashed and tried to flee at once. Unfortunately, compared to Ye Ming, they were as slow as ants crawling!

Ye Ming clenched his right hand toward empty space. The energy of the laws twisted, and the people before him vanished from existence, without a trace left behind!

Those who survived were relieved they hadn't chosen the wrong side. Otherwise, they would have met the same fate as those who had vanished!

Far away, Frieza was stunned by what he had just seen. He had thought Ye Ming was merely trying to scare him earlier. He hadn't expected Ye Ming to make an example of them by killing them all!

Frieza trembled all over, his eyes wide and his palms drenched in sweat. He hadn't even seen how those people had died—and it had happened in hell, of all places. It was truly terrifying!

Vegeta and Son Goku were also badly startled by what they had just witnessed. They hadn't expected Ye Ming to be so ruthless. The corner of Vegeta's mouth twitched. It seemed he had been too kind before.