The Power of Bloodline

"How is it? Still no luck?"

Lazuli had been watching from not far away the entire time.

Once the commotion died down, she walked over.

Mo Yuan lay flat on his back on the ground, staring blankly at the pale sky, his expression somewhat dejected.

He glanced at Lazuli.

"Yeah, I have no idea where the problem lies."

This situation had been going on for five months now.

Mo Yuan had spent just one month training here to raise his combat power to match Vegeta's base form.

Ever since then, he had been constantly attempting to transform into a Super Saiyan.

Without exception, every attempt had failed.

Lazuli looked at Mo Yuan lying on the ground, instinctively reaching out to pick him up.

Halfway through the motion, she suddenly realized that Mo Yuan was no longer the little child he had been, the one she could easily hold in her arms.

He had grown to a height of 1.4 meters now; she could no longer carry him like before.

Lazuli: So much joy, gone in a snap ((유∀유|||))

She crouched down and stroked Mo Yuan's soft hair, comforting him, "Don't rush. There's still half a year left; you'll definitely succeed."

"Alright, let's go. Dinner is ready. Think about these things after you've eaten."

With that, Lazuli gave Mo Yuan's head a vigorous rub and stood up to head back.

Forget it.

Mo Yuan decided to put the matter aside for the time being.

He would think about it after eating.

It wasn't as if this was a one- or two-day issue anyway.

Mo Yuan ate this meal somewhat absent-mindedly.

Even though he said he would put it aside, he couldn't help but wonder where exactly the problem was.

Could it be because I haven't reached my perfect form yet?

Or did my arrival cause my constitution to change?

After all, I transmigrated.

The probability of something like transmigration occurring is even lower than the probability of Ka Bao pulling an epic item for free. (Why not call him "Dog Ka"? I want to! But... but he got me a Pizza Hut coupon for free yesterday ヾ(≧▽≦*)o)

What else is impossible?

He hastily filled his stomach.

Mo Yuan returned once more to the pristine white space.

He sat cross-legged on the ground.

This time, Mo Yuan did not attempt to transform into a Super Saiyan as he usually did.

Instead, he sank his consciousness deep within.

He prepared to thoroughly examine his own body.

Mo Yuan controlled the ki within him, circulating it through his body, carefully sensing every single corner of his being.

After a long while.

Mo Yuan opened his eyes, his amethyst-like pupils filled with disappointment.

He had not discovered any abnormalities in his body.

"If only my Mind's Eye could look inward..." Mo Yuan muttered.

"Wait!"

"That's it!!!"

Mo Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although Mo Yuan had never used his Mind's Eye to look inward before, that didn't mean the Mind's Eye lacked this capability.

Perhaps it was simply that he had never thought to use it that way.

Without any hesitation.

Mo Yuan closed his eyes again.

He took control of the power of his Mind's Eye.

This time, Mo Yuan did not spread the power of his Mind's Eye outward as he usually did; instead, he drew it inward, concentrating it within his own body.

In that instant, Mo Yuan clearly saw every organ inside him.

Every meridian, every acupoint, every drop of blood.

Even down to every single cell.

After a thorough investigation.

His organs, meridians, acupoints, and blood were all perfectly fine.

Thus, Mo Yuan focused the power of his Mind's Eye into his cells.

With his power concentrated, his Mind's Eye acted like a microscope.

Under his gaze, the cells began to magnify, and magnify, and magnify again.

Soon, everything within the cells was laid bare before Mo Yuan's eyes.

Beyond the standard cellular structures.

Mo Yuan discovered four distinct clusters of light within his cells.

Gold, purple, green, and white—four colored clusters, each occupying its own territory within the cell.

Among them, the gold, purple, and green clusters were larger in volume, standing in a three-way standoff.

The white cluster, however, was extremely feeble, forced to cower in a corner.

The golden cluster radiated a violent aura and endless battle intent.

The purple cluster exuded an evil aura and ruthless killing intent.

The green cluster emitted a benevolent aura and infinite vitality.

The white cluster possessed no peculiar aura at all; it was utterly mediocre.

Yet, it gave Mo Yuan the feeling that it could harmonize with all things.

Through the auras of these clusters.

Mo Yuan could basically determine that these must be the bloodline powers of the various races his cells had fused with.

The gold was the Saiyan bloodline.

The purple was the Frieza Race bloodline.

The green was the Namekian bloodline.

Then the white could only be the Earthling bloodline.

Compared to the other three races, the Earthling bloodline was truly too weak.

Like a flickering candle flame, it could be extinguished at any moment.

However, the power of the Earthling bloodline was quite peculiar.

It seemed to possess infinite possibilities.

Mo Yuan stared at these four bloodline powers.

He began to form a hypothesis as to why he couldn't transform into a Super Saiyan.

Mo Yuan opened his eyes and stood up from the ground.

He focused the energy within his body onto his back.

"AH!!!"

Accompanied by Mo Yuan's roar.

His muscles tensed, and thick veins knotted and intertwined across them.

The energy within his body was released without reservation, quickly climbing to its peak.

Influenced by his energy, a gale began to howl in the surroundings, accompanied by the faint sound of thunder and lightning.

Even as the world around him shifted violently, his mind remained free of distraction.

His Mind's Eye stared intently at the bloodline powers within his cells.

As his energy rose, the golden cluster within his cells flared with brilliant light.

It nearly dyed the entire cell gold.

But, at that very moment.

The purple and green clusters seemed dissatisfied with the golden cluster's encroachment.

They, too, began to release their own light.

In an instant, Mo Yuan's cells were illuminated by these three colors.

The white cluster remained cowering in the corner, seemingly unaffected by any of it.

Under the joint suppression of the purple and green clusters, the golden cluster retreated step by step.

Soon, it was suppressed back to its original state.

Watching the bloodline powers return to their three-way standoff within his cells.

Mo Yuan knew that this transformation had failed once again.

He then withdrew his energy back into his body.

However, this time, Mo Yuan did not feel dejected.

At least he knew where the problem lay, didn't he?

Since he knew where the problem was, the next step was to solve it.

Regarding the solution to this problem, Mo Yuan could currently only think of two.

The first was to excise the other bloodlines and turn himself into a pure-blooded Saiyan.

The second was to fuse all the bloodlines into one, becoming an entirely new lineage.

Of these two methods, Mo Yuan leaned more toward the second.

After all, the abilities of the Namekian and the Frieza Race were also very strong.

Namekians could regenerate limbs, and the Frieza Race possessed powerful physical bodies and could survive in the vacuum of space.

These were rare and valuable abilities.

As for the Earthling bloodline...

In the original story, there were no real powerhouses among Earthlings.

After Z, they had almost faded from the stage entirely.

However, the Earthling bloodline could complement the Saiyan bloodline.

Half-Saiyans with Earthling blood found it easier to transform into a Super Saiyan.

Therefore, no matter what choice Mo Yuan ultimately made, the Earthling bloodline was worth keeping.

Having made up his mind, Mo Yuan went to tell Lazuli.

He returned and entered seclusion mode.

This time.

He would definitely succeed!