"Go to hell, you pervert!" Launch, who had been sitting quietly on a stool, instantly turned blonde and went berserk. She leaped up, planting one foot on the table and the other on the stool, exposing a dazzling glimpse of skin that stunned everyone!
That wasn't all. Blonde Launch pulled two pistols from her waist pouch, along with a handful of bills that fluttered to the ground.
Luckily, Wuchen was quick to react. He formed a hand seal, and a dense surge of spiritual energy poured forth!
It restrained Launch, holding her suspended in midair with her arms and legs spread wide!
The two pistols, which she hadn't had a chance to fire, fell to the ground one after the other.
"Holy smokes!" At the sight, Master Roshi couldn't contain himself and sprayed a pool of blood from his nose. Even Krillin, the little bald monk, couldn't look away.
Wuchen's face flushed slightly. He pressed both hands down, and as his spiritual energy surged, he forced Launch onto the ground, on her hands and knees—a pose that was even more indecent!
With no time to spare, Wuchen tore off a piece of his clothes, rushed forward, and waved it beneath Launch's nose.
"Achoo!" At the sneeze, Wuchen released his hold. Launch turned back into her quiet, gentle self and collapsed onto the ground, weak all over.
When she got back up, her face was full of guilt, especially when she saw the blood covering Master Roshi's nose and mouth.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I... I always cause trouble after I sneeze... Old man, did the other me hurt you? Are you okay...?" As she spoke, her voice began to break with tears.
Master Roshi immediately stepped forward to comfort her, taking the opportunity to cop a feel.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Let me see if you're hurt. You took quite a fall..."
As expected of a master, he didn't just talk; he carefully examined Launch, too.
Wuchen turned away and told the baffled Goku to hurry up and eat. Honestly, he couldn't bear to watch either.
"Senior Brother, what was that move you just used? Can you teach it to me?" Krillin looked at Wuchen with eager eyes, clearly keen to study and seek the Way.
Wuchen stared at Krillin for a while without saying a word, then picked up his bowl and continued eating as if nothing had happened.
Yes, he was putting on airs.
In his previous life, as the grandmaster of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect, he had occasionally instructed promising disciples—and he'd worn this same infuriating expression.
It certainly left Krillin itching to learn, though he didn't dare shamelessly pester him.
At any rate, both Krillin and Launch ended up staying.
When the three began their afternoon cultivation, though, they didn't bring Krillin along.
Master Roshi instead assigned Krillin physical training.
It was the same work they'd done that morning: deliveries, hauling materials at construction sites, swimming back and forth across the lake, and so on. Oh, and there was one more piece of equipment—the turtle shell.
Then Master Roshi left Krillin to his own devices, telling him not to slack off and to keep himself in check.
As for Launch, she hadn't wanted to train in the first place, so she took charge of the cooking and chores of her own accord, thoroughly enjoying herself.
The next day, the three did "keep Krillin company" while he exercised. They even let him join their morning staff practice, without hiding anything from him, which touched him a little.
But when afternoon came, no one paid him any attention again. He was left to do his own thing.
The three generations of Roshi's family disappeared into the woods and did who-knew-what. They didn't come out until mealtime, then went back in after eating. They didn't return until it was pitch-black, and then they went to bed. It was the same every day, rain or shine.
Thinking of how Wuchen had restrained Launch, Krillin grew more and more curious.
After two months of this, Krillin couldn't hold back any longer. He sneaked around the woods, searching for his master and two senior brothers. The previous night, waves of energy had surged through the forest, and something about it had seemed unusual.
Then the sudden commotion died down, and his two senior brothers and master returned. That commotion had to have something to do with them!
"The air here... it's so... special!" Deep in the mountains, he found a place that looked like a vegetable garden mixed with an orchard.
The moment he stepped inside, Krillin felt as though a fresh, cleansing breath had washed over the crown of his head. The sensation was indescribably wondrous.
Even more wondrous were the plants and flowers. No matter how he looked at them, they seemed different from those elsewhere.
Take that chili plant, for instance. For a moment, it seemed to be glowing, but when he looked closer, it wasn't.
And the fruit hanging from the trees was clear and glistening, each piece utterly tempting.
Krillin swallowed and picked a few, wolfing them down.
"Whew... ohhh!" The sensation was indescribably refreshing. Krillin let out a soft sigh, feeling as though his body had been cleansed and every part of him had become clear and light!
He quickly ate all the fruit in his hands. Soon, he felt unbearably hot, and sweat poured off him despite barely having moved.
His body seemed lighter than before. Convinced these fruits were extraordinary, Krillin reached for more.
"Too much of a good thing can be harmful." A voice rang out, stopping Krillin's hand. It sounded like a bell, sweeping away the greed in his heart.
"Senior Brother?" After spending months together, Krillin knew Wuchen's voice well. That had been him.
Following the sound, Krillin reached the center of the garden in the woods and found his two senior brothers and master.
They sat on three circular platforms embedded in the ground, their legs crossed, palms and soles facing the sky. All three had their eyes closed and said nothing.
Looking closely, he could see invisible currents of energy circling around them and radiating outward!
There was also an empty circular platform beside them.
Seeing them like this, Krillin didn't dare interrupt. He was sure they were practicing some kind of powerful technique!
Who knew how long passed? It was almost time for dinner when Wuchen slowly opened his eyes.
"Senior Brother..." Krillin was delighted, but before he could say anything more, Wuchen raised a hand to stop him.
Wuchen glanced at Master Roshi and Goku, then quietly walked away, gesturing for Krillin to follow. Krillin hurried after him.
Only after they were far enough away from the two still cultivating did Wuchen stop.
"Krillin, I didn't expect you to hold back for so long and only come now—and to arrive at just the right moment." Wuchen looked at Krillin and smiled faintly.
"Huh?" Krillin was confused. What did he mean by holding back? By only coming now? And what was the right moment?
"Try sitting down the way Goku and Grandpa Roshi are." Wuchen didn't explain. Instead, he told Krillin to meditate.
He had already planned to pass on his knowledge.
Over the past two months, aside from training, they had spent nearly every moment together, and they got along fairly well.
Goku especially seemed destined to share some kind of bond with Krillin. They had become very close.
After observing him, Wuchen and Master Roshi had both approved of Krillin's character and resolve.
The reason they had waited to teach him was that all three of them had reached a critical point in their cultivation.
Goku had comprehended Wood Momentum and was preparing to break through to the third stage of Soul Condensation. Master Roshi had comprehended Water Momentum and was preparing to condense his Origin Soul. Both were still new to cultivation and couldn't spare any attention for other matters.
Wuchen, meanwhile, had been studying the mysteries of his own body. Ever since his last Great Ape Transformation, he hadn't stopped exploring it.
And just last night, he'd finally made a gratifying discovery!
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