The Realm King God's Bargain

"Jiang Che, kid, I really have to thank you."

Old Supreme Kai turned his head, his gaze landing on Jiang Che with a rare touch of solemnity. "If you hadn't stepped in when you did, this guy might have been finished off by Baby. The fate of the universe would have been ruined along with him."

"It was just a small effort." Jiang Che waved his hand dismissively, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He tilted his head to look at Old Supreme Kai, a flicker of doubt crossing his eyes. "Tell me, Old Supreme Kai, how do you intend to deal with Son Goku? His body and memories have been eroded by Baby's seeds. If we leave him be, trouble will surely follow one after another."

Old Supreme Kai lowered his head in thought for a moment, his gaze shifting back and forth between Jiang Che and Son Goku, his eyes gradually taking on an unfathomable depth.

He suddenly revealed a meaningful smile, laced with cunning and a hint of certainty. "Jiang Che, you've already mastered Instant Transmission, haven't you?"

Jiang Che nodded without saying a word.

"Good." He stroked his snow-white beard, his fingers rubbing against the curled strands. "I want to make another deal with you."

"What kind of deal?" Jiang Che narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone remaining calm.

"I can help you unlock your potential." Old Supreme Kai's voice was low and powerful, carrying an unquestionable authority. "Using my secret technique, I can awaken the dormant power within your body, giving you a chance to break through to an unprecedented realm of cultivation. But in exchange—" his eyes were as deep as an abyss, "I must deal with Son Goku first. The universe cannot be destroyed by Baby. That creature is currently eroding the core of the universe at a terrifying speed."

Jiang Che paused for a moment, then smiled, his expression revealing a mix of understanding and relief. "How do you plan to handle him?"

Old Supreme Kai slowly reached out and pulled a nearly tattered, ancient scroll from his robes.

The scroll was covered in complex runes and patterns, each symbol shifting as if alive, surrounded by a faint, shimmering light.

He carefully opened the scroll, and a light-based diagram floated into mid-air, rotating and glowing brilliantly.

"I will use a special method to stimulate the power deep within a Saiyan's body." Old Supreme Kai's gaze was burning, his tone tinged with excitement. "It is the Ancient Bloodline Awakening Technique, capable of shattering the shackles of mortals and awakening the Soul of Burning Blood deep within the cells. But this process requires five days. During these five days, Baby will surely expand rampantly across Earth, devouring every living planet. The safety of the universe..."

"It's fine." Jiang Che interrupted him directly, his voice decisive and without a hint of hesitation.

His gaze was firm and unwavering. "Baby, I will deal with him myself sooner or later. I can wait these five days."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the starry sky outside Kami's Lookout, a cold sneer curling his lips. "In five days, I will show him what true power is."

Upon hearing this, a look of relief washed over Old Supreme Kai's wrinkled face, a smile that was warm and firm, like the sun breaking through the clouds in winter.

He nodded gently, his beard fluttering in the breeze. "It is settled, then. For these five days, I will devote all my efforts to developing Son Goku's power, and on the fifth day, I will unlock your potential."

Jiang Che said nothing more; he simply nodded and turned to leave.

He walked slowly to the edge of Kami's Lookout, where a vast void lay beneath his feet and clouds surged like an ocean.

With his hands behind his back, his gaze pierced through the clouds, looking toward the distant heavens.

A blade-like light suddenly flashed in his eyes, as if he intended to tear the sky asunder.

"Baby," he said in a voice as cold as cracking ice, "I'll let you live for five more days."

Afterward, the Supreme Kai World became exceptionally busy.

The entire temple was shrouded in a golden halo, and the air was permeated with an ancient, mysterious aura.

Every morning, Old Supreme Kai sat cross-legged beside Son Goku, his posture as steady as a mountain, his hands forming complex and strange seals before his chest.

Sometimes they resembled a blooming lotus, other times a dragon or snake in motion, the gestures carving slight ripples of energy through the air.

He chanted incessantly, his voice low and long, as if ancient incantations were echoing from the depths of time and space.

With every chant, a mysterious power—interwoven with gold, silver, and seven-colored light—flowed from his fingertips, pouring like a thin stream into Son Goku's brow, chest, and dantian.

Son Goku lay quietly on the stone platform in the center of the temple, eyes closed and breathing steady, remaining in a coma, yet his body was undergoing changes—his muscles occasionally bulged and shifted, and golden light flickered beneath his skin, as if a slumbering beast were awakening.

As for Jiang Che, he walked alone to the blue stone at the edge of the cliff every morning to sit cross-legged, closing his eyes to focus, a faint blue aura swirling around him.

The aura was sometimes as fierce as fire, other times as calm as water.

He formed seals with his hands, circulating his internal energy over and over, beads of sweat forming on his forehead and glistening in the sunlight.

Occasionally, he would open his eyes and wave his hand—a spatial rift would tear open before him, revealing a crystal ball.

With a tap of his fingertip, images of Earth appeared within the sphere.

The cities were teeming with crowds, yet everything felt abnormal—many people walked with stiff gaits, their eyes hollow, wearing eerie smiles on their faces.

The situation on Earth was worsening by the day.

After losing Son Goku, Baby's rage spread across the entire planet.

Mr. Satan, once the infinitely glorious martial arts champion, had been quietly infiltrated by one of Baby's parasites; his pupils turned dark red, a grotesque grin stretched across his face, and he turned to seek out his family.

Tien Shinhan felt a sudden wave of dizziness while training in the mountains, and when he awoke, he was already kneeling on the ground, black markings emerging on his forehead.

Chiaotzu, Krillin, Yajirobe... they fell one after another, becoming Baby's puppets.

The number of people being controlled doubled every day, from dozens to hundreds, then to thousands.

The cities fell into panic—people sprinted through the streets, shop windows were shattered, sirens wailed incessantly, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust.

Earth was like a ship rocking in a storm.

"That guy Baby really wants to turn Earth into Planet Tuffle." Kibito Kai stood before the crystal ball in the temple, his hands clenched into fists until his knuckles turned white, his face ashen and as unpleasant as if he had swallowed a fly.

He stared fixedly at those being controlled, watching them dance, sing, and revel in the streets like a carnival before the end of the world.

Jiang Che stood nearby, arms crossed, his expression blank.

He glanced at the crystal ball as if watching a play that had nothing to do with him.

"That's all he's capable of," Jiang Che said in a flat tone, as if he were merely commenting on the weather.

"You... are you really not worried?" Kibito Kai turned suddenly, staring at Jiang Che, his voice filled with anxiety. "What if Baby controls the entire Earth, then..."

"Then what?" Jiang Che turned his head slowly, looking calmly at Kibito Kai with eyes as clear and waveless as a lake. "No matter how many people he controls, they are nothing but ants. When the time comes, I will go and finish him."