God of Destruction Realm.
A streak of seven-colored light flashed across the sky.
Wang Shen guided the Shuttle Cube down onto one of the giant tree's branches.
This branch led to the various rooms attached to the giant tree.
It was also where Wang Shen had landed the first time he came to the God of Destruction Realm.
The Shuttle Cube's barrier came down.
Lazuli stepped out and stretched languidly, showing off her beautiful curves to the fullest.
Wang Shen smiled, admiring the sight with an appreciative gaze.
Lazuli shot Wang Shen a flirtatious glance, then took a deep breath of fresh air.
"As expected of the place where a god lives. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but even the air is so warm and sweet."
Lazuli turned her gaze to the buildings arranged throughout the giant tree.
Well, even the living quarters were out of the ordinary.
Wang Shen smiled. He knew what Lazuli was thinking.
In fact, he'd been just as impressed the first time he saw buildings like these.
Maybe cats just liked living in trees.
"Come on. Let's go meet Whis. He's easy to talk to."
Wang Shen took Lazuli's hand and led her upward, with Android 16 following close behind.
Wang Shen suddenly stopped short.
Wait, why did this feel like he was bringing his wife to meet his parents?
Wang Shen shook his head hard, clearing away the stray thoughts, and kept walking.
The three had just entered a hall when the sound of glass clinking rang out.
A strange little blue fish rested inside a staff-shaped fishbowl. It tumbled down the stairs around the corner, clinking and clanking as it went.
Then it draped itself over the rim of the bowl and wobbled over to Wang Shen.
"You're finally back, Wang Shen."
The Prophet Fish sounded delighted.
"Whis's grilled meat still isn't as good as yours."
Wang Shen gave a faint smile. It seemed that, in the Prophet Fish's heart, good food still mattered most.
Fair enough. When it came to food, the Prophet Fish would even deceive Beerus.
What a peculiar master and his two servants.
"No problem. I'll grill some for you again in a little while."
"Yay!"
The Prophet Fish made its fishbowl hop in the air.
"Which room is Whis in?" Wang Shen asked.
The Prophet Fish spun a full three hundred and sixty degrees in midair, then headed toward the stairs.
"I'll take you there!"
A short while later.
They finally ran into Whis in the greenhouse.
Whis had originally planned to head to the kitchen and make Wang Shen some cake and grilled meat, so he could try Whis's cooking.
After all, during the time Wang Shen had been around, Whis had hardly ever cooked.
But as he passed the greenhouse, Whis noticed that several flowers and plants recently transplanted from other planets were beginning to wilt.
At the sight, Whis immediately forgot all about welcoming Wang Shen and turned his attention to tending the plants.
And now, Whis told Wang Shen all of this without a hint of hesitation.
He was really going out of his way to rub it in.
Wang Shen couldn't help but rub his forehead with a wry smile.
I called you a scheming angel, and I wasn't wrong.
I'm seriously starting to wonder: if your father weren't the Grand Priest, could you have become an angel?
Lazuli first looked at Wang Shen, who could only smile helplessly.
Then she studied the man in front of her with a strange look. He had tall, white curls and blue skin, and his features were delicate and feminine.
Was this the most exalted god in the universe?
Just then, Android 16 stepped forward and casually picked up a tool from beside him.
He began tending to the withered plants with practiced ease.
"Plants on Earth may be different, but I imagine the principles are much the same."
Seeing how professional Android 16 looked, Whis didn't stop him.
Wang Shen smiled, seemingly pleased with his choice.
He took the opportunity to introduce them.
"Whis, this is Android 16. I brought him from Earth to help you take care of the plants and manage the environment on Destruction Planet."
"He's very skilled."
Wang Shen gestured toward Lazuli and continued:
"This is my wife, Lazuli."
"Although she has no ki and hasn't trained, she has an unlimited energy supply and endless stamina. Sometimes, even I have a hard time dealing with her."
At that, Whis looked at the beautiful woman warmly, shook her hand in greeting, and smiled.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Lazuli. Please, just call me Whis."
Lazuli smiled in reply, while subtly conveying her grievance to Wang Shen with a look.
The corners of Wang Shen's mouth lifted slightly. He ignored Lazuli's fierce, adorable glare and asked:
"Is Lord Beerus still asleep?"
Whis nodded helplessly, then turned to Wang Shen, his eyes glimmering.
"Why don't you go wake Lord Beerus?"
Wang Shen's face immediately fell. He complained:
"If I go over there with this scrawny little body, won't Lord Beerus wipe me out with a single sneeze?"
"No way."
Wang Shen folded his arms across his chest, his stance firm.
The Prophet Fish stepped forward, eagerly urging Wang Shen on.
"Then let's not wake Lord Beerus. If he wakes up, I'll be the one who suffers."
"We'd better get to the grilling already."
With that, the Prophet Fish led the way out.
Lazuli watched the Prophet Fish's eyes sparkle with excitement and anticipation, and the corner of her mouth twitched.
It just seemed plain weird to see a little blue fish clamoring for grilled meat.
Was that little blue fish a god, too?
And who was this so-called Lord Beerus?
Could someone really be so powerful that he could beat Wang Shen with a sneeze? Was there anyone in this world that powerful... no, any god?
Sizzle, sizzle!
On the grassy bank of a gently flowing stream.
After two and a half years, Wang Shen finally returned to his old trade.
He set up the grill and skewered the meat.
Then he grilled meat for Whis and the Prophet Fish once more.
With the biggest eater, Beerus, absent, Wang Shen's workload had dropped considerably.
Although Lazuli had joined them, Wang Shen was more than happy to have her there.
If he didn't feed his own wife, who would?
At the same time, Wang Shen brought out a hundred cans of carbonated Happy Water he'd bought on Earth and served them up.
The Prophet Fish drank it down and kept exclaiming, "Refreshing!"
Maybe one day, the Prophet Fish would have a sudden flash of inspiration and predict a crisis for him, too.
So many years had passed.
Whis still savored Wang Shen's grilled meat one small bite at a time, but it no longer amazed him the way it once had.
He only praised it, saying:
"Hmm, your cooking is still better, Wang Shen. Mine is tasty too, but it just doesn't have your distinctive touch."
Wang Shen smiled faintly.
Did he think Wang Shen would tell him he'd spent thirty years grilling food in his previous life?
Even the state banquet had nearly invited him to grill skewers.
Whis glanced at Wang Shen's golden hair and said calmly:
"Wang Shen, after two and a half years of training on Earth, your strength seems to have progressed rather slowly."
At that, Wang Shen's gaze sharpened slightly, and he nodded.
He could say that his first thirty years had laid an incredibly solid foundation for his future path in martial arts.
Taking his time was no problem.
All he had to do now was release the power buried deep within his body.
Then he could break through into the most perfect form he had ever hoped to achieve.
However, after returning to Earth, which he had missed for so long, meeting Lazuli, and becoming invincible in the world, he really had grown a little lax.
That was why he'd come back.
Wang Shen set down the skewer in his hand and spoke solemnly:
"I came back this time to break through."
"After that, I hope you'll take me to the Demon Realm to train. Saiyans still need battle to unleash their potential and grow!"
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