Ancient Saiyan, Mu Yang?

"This is a storage ring I crafted myself. How about it? Do you want one too?" Mu Yang replied.

"Mm-hmm, of course I do! Such a cool gadget! It's absolutely amazing!" Caulifla clenched her fists tight, her face glowing with pure excitement.

"Caulifla-sister." Kale tried to signal for Caulifla to tone it down a bit.

"If you want my ring, that's simple enough," Mu Yang answered with a smile. "But accepting my ring means you belong to me. Even so, do you still want it?"

"Of course!" Caulifla clenched her fists even tighter in her excitement. "With something this magical, Kale and I will acknowledge you as our big brother and follow your lead in everything. Right, Kale?"

"Ah... sister..." Kale hadn't expected her sister to drag her into this as well.

Completely at a loss for how to refuse, Kale eventually gave a slight nod of her little head, agreeing.

"See? Even Kale agrees to acknowledge you as our big brother." Caulifla hurried forward, tugging on Mu Yang's sleeve and swaying back and forth, acting spoiled. "Big brother, just give Kale and me two rings, please..."

"Sigh, there's really no helping you two." Mu Yang let out a soft sigh. After a flash of red light flickered from the storage ring in his hand, two rings appeared in his palm.

One was a black storage ring, and the other was a green one.

"Here, take them."

Mu Yang gave the black storage ring to Caulifla and handed the green one to the shy Kale.

"Big brother is the best!" Caulifla couldn't wait to slide the pitch-black storage ring onto her finger.

Beside her, Kale also put on the green storage ring.

"Then, could you take me on a tour of your Planet Sadala?" Mu Yang asked with a smile. "I'm quite curious about the Saiyans here."

"Of course! Right, Kale?" Caulifla patted her chest, indicating that she had everything under control.

"Caulifla-sister is right." Kale looked at Caulifla with a face full of admiration.

Mu Yang chuckled to himself, finding the scene rather amusing.

Yuri is infinitely good, it's just a pity they can't have children.

Following that, under the guidance of Caulifla and Kale, Mu Yang left the desolate wilderness and arrived before the royal capital of the Saiyans.

"Halt! Show your identification!" The two Saiyan guards blocked the trio.

"Uncle Mashuro, don't you remember me?" Caulifla pointed to her own cheek.

"Of course I remember you." The Saiyan named Mashuro looked kind, smiling as he said, "You are Caulifla, and she is Kale."

"Then hurry up and..." Caulifla hadn't finished her sentence.

Mashuro cut her off, pointing at Mu Yang with a stern expression. "But him—I don't recall any such guy existing among the Saiyans of our Universe 6."

"Oh, he's a Saiyan from Universe 7; he came from our neighboring universe," Caulifla hurriedly explained.

Mashuro looked at Caulifla as if she were a fool.

Caulifla felt inexplicably embarrassed.

She was, after all, only a five-year-old child.

She couldn't withstand this kind of scrutinizing gaze from an adult.

Under Mashuro's stare, Caulifla felt exceptionally uncomfortable.

Fortunately, she was lively and cheerful by nature.

Caulifla's eyes met his without a hint of cowardice.

A flash of admiration crossed Mashuro's eyes.

To have such courage at such a young age—regardless of her future talent, she was good material to become a Saiyan who would protect the peace of the universe.

As for the talk of Universe 6 and Universe 7 that Caulifla mentioned, Mashuro didn't believe it.

It was far more likely that this stranger had deceived the naive Caulifla and Kale.

Mashuro stared at Mu Yang with a guarded expression.

Mu Yang shrugged indifferently. Not wanting to cause trouble, he revealed the tail he had kept hidden in his pants and gave it a couple of swings.

"Big brother, I didn't expect you to have a tail!" Caulifla touched Mu Yang's tail in surprise, feeling its furry texture.

The sensation was absolutely wonderful!

Kale couldn't suppress her curiosity either, occasionally peeking up at the tail before her.

If Caulifla and Kale were merely amazed, Mashuro was struck with terror.

How could this be?

Unlike the young and inexperienced Caulifla and Kale, Mashuro had heard of this; it was recorded in history books.

It was said that the Saiyans of the ancient era possessed tails!

It was only as later Saiyans evolved their civilization that they gradually discarded them.

And Mu Yang's tail was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the history books!

"Y-you..."

Mashuro pointed at Mu Yang, completely unable to speak.

"You what? Hurry up and go report this." Mu Yang rolled his eyes.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Mashuro hurried into the city, racing toward the royal palace to deliver his report.

"Wait here, I'll be right back."

With that, Mashuro left.

Only Mu Yang, Caulifla, and Kale remained, waiting on the spot.

"What is his problem!" Caulifla looked thoroughly annoyed.

"..." Kale kept her head bowed, shy as ever.

"It's normal. Something this big happened; he has to report it eventually," Mu Yang said, completely unbothered.

On one hand, since they were all Saiyans, his tolerance for them was relatively high.

On the other hand, Mu Yang had no desire to destroy these peace-loving Saiyans.

Just look at the Saiyans of Universe 7 and you would know how rare peace-loving Saiyans truly were.

After all this time, Son Goku was the only one who counted!

Mu Yang chose to close his eyes and rest, waiting where he stood.

Before long, Marot returned, accompanied by a short five-year-old child who looked somewhat similar to Vegeta.

"May I ask if you are the one suspected to be an ancient Saiyan?" Cabba looked at Mu Yang's tail with a suspicious expression.

The tail looked so lifelike that Cabba couldn't help but believe it.

"Is this how you treat guests on Planet Sadala?" Mu Yang didn't answer the question, asking one of his own instead.

Cabba was taken aback, then let out an awkward laugh. "My apologies, that was rude of me! Please, follow me into the royal palace."

"Prince Cabba!" Marot looked grave.

"Don't worry, he doesn't seem like a bad person to me," Cabba said with a smile, stopping Marot.

"Sigh!" Marot let out a sigh and chose to let them pass.

Since the prince had already said so, what else could he say?

"The three of you, please follow me."

Cabba turned around and walked into the royal city.

Mu Yang, Caulifla, and Kale followed him inside.