Instant Transmission to Namek

Sun Wukong thought about it seriously.

Unless Frieza was completely wiped out, the planet where the Namekians currently resided remained in great danger.

If there was no other way, he would just have to finish Frieza off for good this time.

I already warned you!

"Those of you who want to go to Namek, grab hold of each other. I'm taking you there now," Sun Wukong called out to his companions.

"I'm going. After training for so long, I want to see just how strong this guy called Frieza really is," Yamcha said with a faint smile.

"Of course I'm going too! I feel like my current energy level isn't any weaker than that guy Nappa!" Tien Shinhan laughed confidently.

"Tien, I'll go with you!" Chiaotzu chimed in.

"Dad, Uncle Piccolo, I want to go too!" Gohan nodded solemnly, his small, youthful face full of determination.

Piccolo looked annoyed and let out a huff, but he still obediently walked over and placed his hand on Gohan's head.

Gohan: "..."

Gohan looked up at Piccolo and smiled at him.

A flicker of imperceptible affection flashed in Piccolo's eyes, though he said nothing.

Afterward, Krillin, Piccolo, and the others joined hands to form a circle.

Sun Wukong placed his hand on Gohan's shoulder and immediately activated Instant Transmission.

"Whoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, Sun Wukong and the others appeared inside the Grand Elder's chamber on Namek.

Sun Wukong had come here because he had sensed Nail's energy signature.

The moment Sun Wukong and his group appeared, they gave both the Grand Elder and Nail a start.

The Grand Elder even broke out in a cold sweat, looking at Sun Wukong and the others in astonishment.

Nail raised his guard and stepped in front of the Grand Elder.

"Ah... are you the Grand Elder of Namek?" This was Sun Wukong's first time meeting the Grand Elder of Namek.

The Grand Elder of Namek that Sun Wukong had known in his previous life was the successor, whose name was Muri.

When he had come to Namek in his past life, he hadn't even had the chance to greet the Grand Elder before Captain Ginyu had swapped bodies with him.

Although Sun Wukong had eventually gotten his body back, he had already been severely wounded.

By the time all the Namekians were relocated to Earth, Sun Wukong had stayed behind to continue fighting Frieza.

Therefore, this could be considered the first true meeting between Sun Wukong and the Grand Elder.

"You are... Earthlings?" The Grand Elder raised his heavy eyelids and quickly deduced the identities of Sun Wukong and his group, then fixed his gaze on Piccolo. "I remember now. You are Katas's child, aren't you? I never expected you to have reached Earth safely!"

Piccolo remained silent.

Krillin and the others present all widened their eyes, looking curiously from Nail to Piccolo.

They felt that these two looked so much alike!

Piccolo looked at Nail with a profound gaze, then took a deep breath, sensing the atmosphere of Namek.

This is my home, Namek!

It truly gave one a sense of peace.

"Nail, don't worry, they aren't bad people." The Grand Elder wore a kind smile as he spoke to Nail. "I can sense that the energy within everyone here is very pure; there is almost no evil in them!"

"Yes, Grand Elder!" Nail bowed in respect.

"Earthlings, tell me the purpose of your visit." The Grand Elder looked at Sun Wukong with a smile.

"Ah... it's like this." Sun Wukong told the Grand Elder everything about Frieza, point by point.

Upon hearing Sun Wukong's account, the Grand Elder's expression shifted, his eyelids twitched, and he cast another deep look at Piccolo.

It must be because of Katas's child that Frieza learned we Namekians possess the ability to create Dragon Balls.

Immediately following this, the Grand Elder expanded his senses, and sure enough, he detected a terrifying energy signature rapidly approaching Namek from outer space.

"The Universe Emperor Frieza, I never thought it would be him!" The Grand Elder sighed helplessly, his wrinkled face turning exceptionally grim. "This is a difficult situation; I fear all the Namekians will suffer a great ordeal..."

"That is why I came here—I want to relocate all the Namekians," Sun Wukong suggested with a smile.

"Relocate all of them?" The Grand Elder was stunned for a moment before he regained his composure and asked Sun Wukong, "Do you mean to use Porunga to relocate us all? By the way, Porunga is what you Earthlings call Shenron."

"No need for the Dragon, I have Instant Transmission. I can send you all to a populated place in an instant," Sun Wukong laughed. "I've already thought of a safe place. Now I just need to gather all the Namekians together, and I can move you all to safety immediately."

"Is that so? Then I am truly grateful! Let it be done as you say!" The Grand Elder made a prompt decision. "Please wait a moment; I will contact all the Namekians now."

After speaking, the Grand Elder closed his eyes and used his telepathy to reach out to every Namekian on the planet.

Subsequently, the Grand Elder announced that all Namekians were to gather outside the door of his chamber.

Having finished these tasks, the Grand Elder slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sun Wukong with gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Sun Wukong," the Grand Elder said hurriedly.

"No need to be so polite, it's nothing to me," Sun Wukong said, scratching his head with a smile. He added, "I didn't expect the Grand Elder could communicate with all the Namekians... Haha, that makes things much easier."

"Indeed. We originally came here intending to help Wukong contact the Namekians on the planet," Krillin nodded with a smile.

"Thank you both," the Grand Elder replied with a smile.

What followed was a patient wait.

During the wait, Piccolo kept glancing at Nail with a fiery look in his eyes from time to time.

Nail: "..."

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Nail finally couldn't help but ask.

"You must be the strongest Namekian, right?" Piccolo's expression was slightly excited.

"More or less," Nail nodded in acknowledgment. "Or rather, I am the only combat-type Namekian on this planet."

"Combat-type Namekian?" Piccolo was slightly taken aback.

"I can tell that you are also a combat-type Namekian!" Nail said with a smile.

"Besides combat-type Namekians, what else is there? Are there Namekians who create Dragon Balls?" Piccolo asked.

"That's more or less the idea," Nail nodded gently.

"Let's spar! I want to know who the strongest Namekian is," a smile appeared on Piccolo's face, revealing his confidence.

Nail, however, looked at Piccolo with an indifferent expression and slowly shook his head.

"What... what do you mean by that?" Piccolo frowned.

"You are no match for me. I suggest you don't ask for trouble," Nail smiled calmly.

Piccolo's lips curled upward, forming a faint arc.