Fire Mountain

Yamcha wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the pain, and stood up. Looking at Ziye with eyes full of fear, he asked in astonishment, "How do you know my Wolf Fang Fist?"

"Hmph, I learned this move after seeing it once. What's so difficult about that?" Ziye curled his lip and said dismissively.

"Damn it, this bastard! To think he'd call my ultimate technique so pathetic!"

Yamcha clenched his fists, speaking with indignation.

"So noisy! What are you doing out there? Can you keep it down?"

At that moment, Bulma rushed out wrapped in a bath towel, wiping her damp hair, and shouted at them.

"Wo... wo... woman!"

Bulma's appearance caused Yamcha's face to turn bright red. He became so stuttering that he couldn't speak, and even the pain in his body seemed to vanish.

"Master Yamcha, are you alright?"

Puar ran up and asked worriedly.

"I'm... I'm fine. Let's retreat."

"Right."

With that, the two boarded their aircraft, kicked up a cloud of dust, and sped away.

"Finally realized you were scared, huh?"

Watching the two retreat, Oolong laughed mockingly.

"Hey, hey, hey, who was that guy just now? He was so handsome!" Bulma said, touching her blushing cheeks.

"What a man-crazy woman."

Oolong rolled his eyes at her and said.

"Done with your bath? Let's go! I'm driving this time, you sit in the back!"

Ziye said flatly to Bulma, then walked straight to the car.

The three of them climbed into the vehicle, and Ziye slammed on the gas, speeding off once again in the direction of the Fried Bread Slice.

They drove for nearly three days, and the surrounding environment grew increasingly hot. What Ziye didn't know was that two groups of people were quietly tailing them from behind.

"Huh, what is that?"

Suddenly, a brilliant light appeared in the distance. Bulma pointed ahead and asked in surprise.

"Wow, what a beautiful sunset glow," Goku said, leaning against the car window with an excited expression.

"Idiot, how could there be a sunset glow in the middle of the day!" Oolong couldn't help but say with disdain.

Soon, they arrived at the source of the light and saw a massive mountain engulfed in raging flames.

"No wonder it's so hot; it turns out this is a volcano," Goku exclaimed at the sight before him.

"We should get out of here quickly. That's the Ox-King's castle up there, and anyone who gets close to it gets killed!"

Oolong said, trembling with fear and heat.

"Why is the Ox-King's castle on fire?" Bulma asked curiously.

"I heard that all the gold and treasures the Ox-King plundered were in the castle. But one day, when he went out for a picnic with his family, the castle suddenly caught fire, and even the Ox-King himself couldn't get back in!" Oolong explained.

"Then the Dragon Ball must be inside the castle too. This is going to be a bit of a problem," Goku said, frowning with a serious tone.

Meanwhile, not far behind them, Yamcha and his pet had also quietly followed them to this spot.

"Master Yamcha, why do we keep following them?" Puar asked, looking confused.

"I was hurt like that by that guy last time; how could I possibly swallow this insult?"

Yamcha clenched his fists, speaking with lingering resentment.

"Heh."

Yamcha let out a cold laugh and said indifferently, "It looks like they're here to cause trouble for the Ox-King. Young people don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is—they'll offend anyone. Let's just stay back and watch the show!"

"Ah!"

"Help me!"

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing cry rang out, and Yamcha turned around abruptly.

He saw a giant purple dinosaur chasing a girl of about ten years old. Perhaps because she was running too frantically, the girl tripped and fell to the ground. A throwing knife on her helmet flew off, and in the next instant, it sliced the dinosaur's head clean off.

"What is that girl doing?"

"She's screaming for help, but her attacks never stop. How cruel!"

This scene left Yamcha and Puar completely stunned.

"He... hello there!"

Yamcha greeted her enthusiastically.

"Ah!"

Who would have thought that the moment the girl saw Yamcha, she would scream again, sending the flying blade on her helmet straight toward him.

Yamcha jumped up in fright as the blade whizzed right beneath him, missing his manhood by a hair's breadth.

"You really are too much!"

Yamcha flew into a rage, moved with lightning speed, and struck the back of the girl's head, knocking her unconscious instantly.

"Master Yamcha, how come you aren't afraid of this girl?" Puar asked with some curiosity.

"I'm not some pedophilic pervert."

Yamcha curled his lip and said dismissively.

"It's scorching hot here. We're going to be roasted alive before we even get close. How are we supposed to find the Dragon Ball like this?"

Bulma wiped the sweat from her forehead and complained.

"Can you stop shouting, woman? If the Ox-King hears you, we're all done for!"

Oolong turned around and scolded Bulma loudly.

"You coward. The Ox-King has you this terrified? With Ziye and Goku here, there's absolutely nothing to worry about!"

Bulma curled her lip and said with disdain.

"They might be strong, but there's no way they can be a match for the Ox-King!"

Oolong looked dejected and said helplessly.

"The radar shows the Dragon Ball is inside the castle, but how are we supposed to get in and retrieve it?"

Ziye rubbed his chin and said with a puzzled look.

"Goku, can you ride the Flying Nimbus in and bring it out?" Bulma asked curiously.

"I'll have to give it a try!"

"Flying Nimbus!"

With that, Goku shouted toward the sky.

"Idiot, I told you not to be so loud!" Oolong said urgently.

The next second, Goku flew toward the castle on the Flying Nimbus, but just as he neared it, flames surged upward, scorching his tail.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

High in the air, Goku darted back and forth to escape the heat before flying off into the distance and landing in a lake.

"It seems that method won't work."

Ziye spread his hands and said helplessly.

Whoosh.

Just then, a massive axe tore through the air, heading straight for Bulma.

"Bulma, look out!"

Ziye shouted in a hurry, moved rapidly, and pulled Bulma into his arms. At the very last second, the axe grazed past them and embedded itself into the wall.