Summoning Shenron

For Bulma, the journey ahead was both an adventure and a "perks trip."

However, all the various lecherous incidents she should have encountered in the original story were nipped in the bud in this life.

Their first stop was Master Roshi, the dirty old man by the sea.

When Master Roshi made the unreasonable demand that he would only give them the Flying Nimbus if he got to see her panties, Sun Wuxiu stepped forward before Bulma could lose her temper.

"Master, please conduct yourself with dignity."

Sun Wuxiu merely said it lightly, but the faintly serious look on his face instantly froze Master Roshi's lecherous expression.

"Ahem... Well... I was just joking, just joking!"

Master Roshi awkwardly wiped away his sweat. In front of his prized disciple, he still had to put on the appearance of a respectable teacher.

In the end, Master Roshi obediently handed over the Flying Nimbus and the Three-Star Dragon Ball. He even wanted to give Bulma a capsule, but Sun Wuxiu stopped him with a look.

Their second stop was the village terrorized by Oolong.

That shape-shifting pig demon, Oolong, was preparing to abduct a young woman by force.

In the original story, this guy would have caused quite a fuss, but before Sun Wuxiu, all it took was one glare.

[Pig Talisman: Heat Beam].

Sun Wuxiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and two red beams shot directly at Oolong's feet, burning two bottomless black holes into the ground.

"If you dare entertain any crooked thoughts again, the next shot will hit your pig tail."

Oolong wet himself on the spot, immediately dropping to his knees to beg for mercy. He obediently handed over the Dragon Ball and was forced to join the group as a "guide" — though he was really just labor.

Their third stop was Yamcha, the desert bandit.

When the handsome bandit with long hair and Puar at his side jumped out to rob them, Bulma had not even had time to swoon before Sun Wuxiu shielded her behind him.

"You want to touch my employer?"

Sun Wuxiu sneered. He did not even use his hands; the wind pressure generated by his terrifying speed from the Rabbit Talisman alone blew Yamcha away.

Yamcha's prized Wolf Fang Fist did not even touch the corner of Sun Wuxiu's clothes.

Looking at the outrageously powerful man before him, then at Bulma behind him, staring at him with worship in her eyes...

Yamcha suffered a devastating blow. Not only had he failed to rob them, but his fear of romance had also worsened from fright. He fled in disgrace.

Soon, the group arrived at Fire Mountain.

It was where Bulma's Dragon Radar indicated the sixth Dragon Ball was located.

Flames soared into the sky here, and the entire castle was surrounded by blazing fire, making it impossible to approach.

The gigantic, burly Ox-King held a massive axe and was at his wits' end over the fire. The moment he saw someone approaching, he swung without a word.

"Wait! Uncle Ox-King!"

Sun Wuxiu caught the mountain-splitting axe with one hand and did not budge an inch.

"You are...?" Ox-King was shocked. There was actually someone in this world who could catch his axe barehanded?

"I am Master Roshi's disciple, and also Son Gohan's grandson, Sun Wuxiu."

Upon hearing those two names, Ox-King burst into tears.

"So you're my martial nephew! (Actually, even the author does not know what to call this relationship.) That's wonderful! Hurry and save my castle! All my treasure is inside!"

In the original story, they had needed to ask Master Roshi to put out the fire. As a result, Master Roshi used too much force with a Kamehameha and blew the entire mountain away.

But this time, there was no need for such trouble.

"Putting out a fire is all? Leave it to me."

Sun Wuxiu walked up to the sea of flames.

He did not use the power of any Talisman. Instead, he assumed that classic stance.

"Whew..."

He took a deep breath. The energy throughout his body began to surge, yet it was held tightly within, without the slightest trace leaking out.

"Ka-me-ha-me-ha!!"

This time, he did not pursue ultimate destructive power. Instead, he transformed his energy into intense wind pressure and shockwaves.

"Boom—!!!"

A blue beam roared forth, precisely covering all of Fire Mountain.

The powerful air current instantly drew away the oxygen and smothered the flames!

A few seconds later, the light faded.

The raging flames had vanished without a trace, yet aside from some scorch marks, the castle was completely unharmed!

"Kamehameha!... A divine technique!!"

Ox-King was dumbfounded. Such control over energy was no less impressive than that of his master, Master Roshi!

Afterward, at Sun Wuxiu's instruction, Son Goku still went to bring back the lost Chi-Chi, just as in the original story.

The two innocent children made their promise atop the Flying Nimbus: "If you don't mind, then marry me."

Although Goku had no idea what marriage was, Sun Wuxiu did not interfere. After all, this was his little brother's destined romance, so it was best not to break it up carelessly.

After leaving Fire Mountain, the location of the final Dragon Ball was somewhat strange.

It seemed to be inside a moving base.

It was Emperor Pilaf's flying castle.

Those three ridiculous villains who dreamed of ruling the world had laid down layers of traps. They even imprisoned everyone in a specially made cage, intending to seize the Dragon Balls.

"Ha ha ha! Foolish mortals! Now you cannot escape even if you grow wings!"

The tiny Pilaf laughed madly in the surveillance room.

However, in the next second, his laughter caught in his throat.

On the surveillance screen, the handsome young man who had barely spoken all along, Sun Wuxiu, merely walked up to the reinforced glass wall that was supposedly "unbreakable even by bombs."

[Ox Talisman: Super Strength].

Sun Wuxiu did not even gather strength. He simply threw a punch.

"Crack—boom!!"

The entire wall, along with the load-bearing pillars of half the castle, was smashed to pieces by that single punch!

"H-How is this possible?!" The Pilaf Gang's eyes nearly popped out of their heads in terror.

What followed was simple.

Before absolute strength, every scheme and trick was a joke.

As if swatting flies, Sun Wuxiu casually dealt with several robots that did not know their place, then tossed the Pilaf Gang into the desert.

Night fell.

On the desolate Gobi plain, the seven Dragon Balls were arranged together, radiating mysterious golden pulses through the night.

"Finally... we collected them all."

Bulma clasped her hands excitedly and glanced at Sun Wuxiu beside her. "It really went as smoothly as a dream."

Sun Wuxiu smiled faintly. "Begin. It is time to witness a miracle."

He stepped forward, spread his arms, and loudly recited those words toward the sky:

"Come forth, Shenron! Grant my wish!!"

"Bzz—!!"

In an instant, the seven Dragon Balls erupted with golden light that shot into the heavens!

The clear night sky was instantly swallowed by dark clouds. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and violent winds surged!

Amid this apocalyptic scene, an enormous green-glowing Shenron of immeasurable length rose spiraling from the golden light, blotting out the entire sky!

At that moment, whether it was Goku, Bulma, or Oolong hiding in the distance, all were rendered speechless by the miracle before them.

Shenron lowered his head. His enormous blood-red eyes looked down upon the ants on the ground as he spoke in a majestic, deep voice:

"O one who has gathered the seven Dragon Balls... state your wish."

"Whatever wish it may be, I can grant it for you... but only one."