Seeking the Dragon Ball Again

It wasn't until dinner time that the group finally stopped, still feeling unfulfilled and thoroughly addicted to their training.

They cherished this spiritual feast even more than before, insisting on meditating to carefully refine the energy after the meal.

The refinement lasted until late into the night, so naturally, everyone had to stay over. Of course, staying over didn't mean they were all crammed into Wuchen and Goku's small cabin.

Everyone carried Hoi-Poi Capsules containing house-style dwellings, so staying over simply meant resting on this plot of land.

The next day, the moment of parting arrived.

Before saying goodbye, Wuchen played the part of a wealthy benefactor, gifting each person a bottle of pills that boosted cultivation.

However, these were different from the ones he had given Master Roshi individually the day before.

These pills were from the experimental phase of his alchemy; while they weren't defective and had no side effects, the ingredient ratios weren't perfect, so their efficacy was significantly lower.

There is give and take; as Wuchen distributed the pills, Goku borrowed something from Bulma—the Dragon Radar.

More than a year had passed since they last summoned Shenron to make a wish. Goku wanted to search for the Dragon Balls again to retrieve the Four-Star Ball.

Bulma had no objections to this, and since the Dragon Radar happened to be in her capsule house, she took it out and gave it to Goku right then and there.

After that, the group bid a reluctant farewell.

Because Master Roshi and the others had come to visit, Wuchen didn't plan on paying them a return visit just yet.

Thus, the two brothers saw everyone off to the foot of the mountain before returning to their cabin to begin preparations.

Over the next two days, they used the pressure cooker left over from last time to refine some healing pills, and used the empty Hoi-Poi Capsules to store spiritual materials, preparing to embark on their journey to find the Dragon Balls once more.

At this moment, Bulma, Yamcha, Oolong, and Puar had already returned to West City.

"Bulma, we've reached West City. You and Oolong should head home. Let's part ways for now," Yamcha said as soon as they arrived.

"You're not coming home with me? What are you going to do?" Yamcha's sudden departure caught Bulma off guard and made her wary. Could her boyfriend have found someone new?

"Well, I plan to take Puar and find a deep mountain to train in, just like Wuchen and Goku. Haha, don't worry. Once we cultivate some spiritual fruits, I'll bring some back for you."

Indeed, Yamcha hadn't found someone else. He simply wanted to train as diligently as Goku and Wuchen. In truth, his pride had taken a heavy hit ever since he lost to Krillin at the World Martial Arts Tournament.

Now that he knew Goku, Wuchen, Master Roshi, and Krillin were all training, he naturally refused to fall behind.

Yamcha's explanation made Bulma laugh. "Is that all? There's no need to go through all that trouble."

"Huh?" Yamcha was stunned, not understanding what Bulma meant.

"I thought about this on the way back. You don't need to worry about training. Come on, let's go home." Bulma smiled slightly, acting mysterious.

This made Yamcha hesitate, but Bulma spoke again: "I asked Wuchen a lot of questions while we were at Mount Paozu. I know much more about training than you do. Are you sure you want to fumble through it on your own? I have a pretty good plan."

"A plan? What kind of plan?" Yamcha was immediately hooked.

Bulma didn't say another word; she took over the driver's seat and headed toward her home, and Yamcha no longer had any intention of getting out.

Back home, Bulma still didn't offer an explanation. She just told Yamcha and the others to do whatever they wanted—train or rest.

She then found her father, Dr. Brief, and the two began a massive renovation of their oversized indoor garden.

Thus, Yamcha waited in anxiety for half a month before finally receiving a response from Bulma and being led into the indoor garden he had visited a few times before.

By now, the indoor garden had become a "convertible." They had removed the roof and torn down the walls, making it look like an open-air stadium. The stray cats, dogs, and dinosaurs that had been kept there were all moved elsewhere.

In the center of the grounds were several adjustable metal platforms equipped with radiation shielding for meditation.

Further out were plots of land containing trees, crops, and various flowers and plants. It was equipped with irrigation systems and over a dozen specialized robots to tend to the spiritual plants and provide for everyone's meals.

It is worth mentioning that one larger robot, modified from the mecha Wuchen had gifted them, was specifically responsible for pruning fruit trees and harvesting spiritual fruits.

On the outermost perimeter was a ring of light-focusing devices that could adjust the intensity of the light.

"This... this place... it's a perfect sanctuary for training! Bulma, you're truly amazing." After hearing Bulma's introduction, Yamcha was so shocked he was incoherent.

"Perfect? Aside from my beauty, nothing in this world is perfect." After narcissistically addressing the sky, Bulma continued, "We don't know much about training yet. We'll have to wait until we test it out to see if it needs improvements and how to make them."

"Hey, are you even listening to me! You're infuriating!" Yamcha, who had only offered a casual compliment, was already sitting on a metal platform, "testing" it out. Oolong and Puar were no different; no one was listening to Bulma at all.

Bulma could only follow them in, fuming, and start her training.

Meanwhile, in the Southern Archipelago of the Central Continent, a piece of news exploded.

"Three days from now is the day Master Mutaito takes on disciples. I wonder if I'll be chosen."

"What do you mean 'takes on disciples'? It's clearly stated as 'providing guidance for cultivation'."

"What do you know? Getting guidance from Master Mutaito means you're at least considered his student, which is effectively the same as being taken on as a disciple."

Similar rumors were circulating throughout the Southern Archipelago, proving that this was not baseless.

Yes, ever since returning from Mount Paozu, Master Roshi had begun his preparations. Passing on the techniques and spreading the tips Wuchen had provided was exactly what Wuchen wanted.

Wuchen had even specifically given Master Roshi the introductory chapter to a set of basic cultivation methods, along with a set of ordinary body-refining techniques. The focus was mainly on Soul Condensation; the subsequent techniques were not yet suitable for widespread dissemination.

One must realize that martial artists can disrupt the order of the land; global cultivation is a matter that must be approached slowly.

For now, they could not allow too many people to cultivate, nor could they allow them to become too strong too quickly. The composition of the practitioners could not be too complex; at the very least, it had to remain within a controllable range.

Thus, Wuchen and Master Roshi decided to limit the spread to a small circle.

At the same time, they would screen the recipients, prioritizing character over talent.

However, it is impossible to see through a person at a single glance; even if you could see through them now, there is no way to predict what they might become later.

Thus, teaching only the basics becomes crucial, as it remains easier to control the situation should anything unexpected arise.

Of course, only Master Roshi and Krillin were involved in this.

As for Wuchen, he and Goku had only just arrived at the location of the first Dragon Ball, and had not even obtained it yet.

Furthermore, their journey to find the Dragon Balls this time was far from ordinary.