Call Me Little Turtle

"Welcome back, Miss. Welcome, friends of the Miss," a pink housekeeping robot greeted them the moment they stepped inside.

"Where are Mom and Dad?" Bulma looked left and right, failing to spot her parents, and asked the robot.

"The Doctor has gone to an important meeting, and the Madam has gone on a date," the robot's reply caused Bulma's brain to short-circuit, a crimson flush spreading across her face.

Following that, without needing any instruction from Bulma, the robot began to host the guests. Serving tea, pouring water, and brewing coffee—asking each person individually and attending to their needs—it truly stunned everyone, including Wuchen.

Puppets? Watching the robot hand him a glass of hot water, Wuchen felt quite curious. The puppet arts in this realm are quite advanced. The one I seized last time must have been for combat, but are these for daily life?

Looking around the living room, which was spacious enough to hold dozens of people, Wuchen saw that every facility was fully equipped, with various robots performing their respective duties.

Regaining his composure, Wuchen presented Bulma with a Hoi-Poi Capsule containing a "combat-type puppet" and some spiritual fruits and plants as a token of gratitude, fulfilling the agreement made when they were searching for the Dragon Balls.

Bulma didn't overthink it and happily accepted the gift.

Afterward, Bulma led the group on a tour of her home, which stunned them all over again.

Especially the "yard," which was comparable to a large amusement park. Its sheer size was secondary; the giant dinosaurs and other creatures housed within truly challenged everyone's understanding of the words "garden," "yard," and "backyard."

Amidst the group's repeated shocks, Mr. and Mrs. Brief returned home one after another and were introduced to everyone by Bulma.

Dr. Brief had blue-gray hair, wore thick glasses, and had a black cat perched on his shoulder, his rigorous demeanor carrying a hint of inadvertent humor.

Mrs. Brief was generous and moving, with an extraordinary grace, though she was perhaps a bit too enthusiastic, leaving people unable to cope.

After lunch, Wuchen immediately took Goku to bid farewell, preparing to head to Turtle Hermit Island, moving with the same extreme speed as Shenron had back then.

Because of this, the two brothers returned to Turtle Hermit Island before the food in their stomachs had even properly digested.

"Requesting an audience with the Grandmaster," Wuchen said outside the Turtle House, holding back Goku, who was preparing to climb through the window.

"Grandmaster?" After calling out several times with no response, Wuchen couldn't help but feel puzzled. He had clearly sensed Master Roshi's aura right inside the house.

Could he be asleep? No, that's not it. The Grandmaster's aura is fluctuating significantly; it doesn't look like he's sleeping. And what is that sound? A woman's voice?

Beyond sensing Master Roshi's aura, Wuchen also heard a woman's voice calling out, "One, two, one, two..." However, he did not sense any other aura besides Master Roshi's.

Did something happen? Did he go astray during his training? Wuchen felt a bit anxious and called out again, "Grandmaster! Are you alright? We're coming in."

Indeed, Wuchen suspected that Master Roshi had suffered a cultivation deviation and was imitating a woman's voice.

As Wuchen shouted this, there was finally movement inside: "Hold on! Hold on! Just stay outside and wait for me for a second."

Relieved, Wuchen and Goku waited quietly outside the door.

Before long, Master Roshi opened the door and ushered them inside.

"Little brother, can you tell me where you got those things you brought me earlier? Can you find more?" Before the two brothers could say much, Master Roshi leaned into Wuchen's ear and asked excitedly.

"You mean the fruits and vegetables? We grew them ourselves," Wuchen replied truthfully, while his mind began to race.

There is no spiritual energy in this realm! That was a fact he had confirmed long ago.

In other words, whether it was his grandfather or the Master Roshi before him, their cultivation methods must be a brand-new system that had blazed a different trail.

Wuchen had noticed this early on, but to verify it, he had to make personal contact. That was why he had accepted Master Roshi's invitation without hesitation.

What he was considering now was how much he should tell Master Roshi. The current situation was that both he and Master Roshi had their own treasures; he certainly didn't intend to get something for nothing, learning without sharing.

"Oh, ho ho ho ho..." Hearing Wuchen's answer, Master Roshi looked like he was about to laugh like Frieza, his entire being exceptionally agitated. "Grown yourself? Doesn't that mean you can grow as much as you want?"

Yes, Master Roshi was extremely satisfied with the spiritual fruits and plants Wuchen had gifted him.

At first, he had thought they were just ordinary local produce. But after eating them once, his body had undergone significant changes, especially the renewed vigor, which left him unable to stop.

"Not exactly. The planting process is quite troublesome, so the yield is low." Yes, after some thought, the bargaining chip Wuchen prepared to offer was the Yin-Yang Creation Art.

Admittedly, this was a supreme cultivation technique. However, Wuchen had carefully considered the decision to reveal it from multiple angles.

First, if he were the only one practicing the Yin-Yang Creation Art, it would inevitably lead to a situation where there were too many monks and too little gruel.

Second, the Yin-Yang Creation Art was easy to learn but difficult to master; even if it were spread thoroughly, it wouldn't lead to an uncontrollable situation. On the contrary, it would be beneficial to the evolution of the world and beneficial to himself.

Third, the nature of the Yin-Yang Creation Art destined its status to be an awkward one: "If he doesn't practice it, I must; if he does practice it, I don't have to."

Rather than that, it was better to pass it on generously. Of course, teaching everything he knew was unrealistic. He would only pass on the "Sensing Heaven" chapter—the knack for absorbing essence and transforming it into spirit—and supplement it with other techniques for appropriate dissemination.

"The process is troublesome? This process..." Master Roshi's heart was in his throat; he wanted to ask directly how exactly they were grown, but he felt it would be inappropriate, as if he were tricking a child into handing over a secret recipe.

"That's right, it's quite troublesome." Since he had decided to share, Wuchen had naturally prepared his explanation. "I also found a special fruit tree by chance. After eating one of the fruits, a special energy was generated inside my body, filling me with vitality."

"Yes, yes, that's it, vitality, vitality! Where did you find that fruit? Is the tree still there?" Master Roshi was exceptionally spirited; he had reached the crucial part.

With a faint smile, Wuchen continued, "After I ate all the fruits on the tree, my body underwent an incredible change; it was as if both my spirit and my body had been reborn."

"However, when the second year came, that tree didn't bear a single fruit. I wasn't willing to give up, so I kept observing... and observing... and finally, I discovered the secret of the magical fruit tree!"

"What secret? What secret!" Because Wuchen could ride the Flying Nimbus, Master Roshi did not doubt his words in the slightest.

"It seems to be able to transform sunlight and moonlight into a unique energy—the same energy that the fruit gave me. But the process is exceptionally slow, which is why it bears fruit so slowly." Wuchen's story became more vivid as he went on, and Master Roshi listened with increasing intensity. "And then? And then?"

"Just like that, observing... observing... slowly, I felt as if I had become a tree myself... Later, just like it, I went to feel the sunlight, the moonlight... it was very warm... very unique... and then, that energy appeared, appearing inside my body!"

"So amazing!" X2

It wasn't just Master Roshi; even Goku was amazed and exclaimed in unison, causing Wuchen to blush slightly.

"Grandmaster, if you are interested, I can tell you the method."

"What Grandmaster? Call me Little Turtle."