Soup

Frieza was dead.

Reduced to ash.

In life, he had brought disaster to countless planets. In death, he took nothing with him and left nothing behind. Just like that, he slipped away in silence.

Jiang Ling released his Super Saiyan state.

His upright hair and pale green eyes returned to normal.

The golden fur also turned black again.

"Jiang Ling, that thing you did just now... what was that? It was amazing." Goku's eyes shone as he asked curiously.

"That? It's what Vegeta mentioned—the legendary Saiyan. It's nothing much. You can do it too."

"Really?"

"Yes. I believe you can."

After resting for a bit.

Jiang Ling took out the last Senzu Bean, split it in half, and shared it with Goku, half each.

After that.

Jiang Ling brought Bulma over.

Everyone gathered together at the place where Frieza's Spaceship was.

Because Gohan and Krillin were there guarding the seven Dragon Balls.

When they arrived.

Krillin had already changed into a Frieza Force battle suit.

Jiang Ling's expression turned a little strange.

Because in the original story, Krillin had been wearing this very outfit when Frieza killed him, which then caused Son Goku to become a Super Saiyan.

Netizens jokingly called it his burial clothes.

"Why are you wearing that outfit?"

Krillin laughed. "Ah, my old clothes were dirty, and there happened to be one that fit inside Frieza's ship, so I put it on."

"Emmm... pretty good. The quality of the clothes is still decent." Jiang Ling did not say anything else. As long as Krillin was happy.

Nearby, Gohan was barbecuing, and something was also boiling beside him.

When Bulma saw it, she was very curious. "Gohan, what are you cooking in that pot?"

"This? The stuff boiling inside is something Uncle Jiang Ling taught me. I think only adults can drink it." Son Gohan looked up and answered innocently.

Jiang Ling coughed lightly and added, "Ahem, and only men can drink it. Bulma, you can't."

"If I can't drink it, then I won't. Stingy."

Bulma pouted. Jiang Ling leaned in and whispered something by her ear.

Her cheeks instantly flushed red.

She shot Jiang Ling a reproachful look and reached out to pinch him.

Jiang Ling chuckled.

Looking at the boiling soup, he thought for a moment, then added Epimedium, Cynomorium, Cistanche, and other Chinese herbs.

The soup was ready.

"Krillin, this is good stuff. Come try some."

Jiang Ling smiled as he called Krillin over to drink some too.

Krillin rubbed his bald head. "Does this taste good? What kind of dish is it?"

"Huh? You don't know what was put in it?"

Krillin shook his head. "No idea. I was changing clothes just now."

"Mm... it's better if you don't know. It's good for you. Have a bowl."

Jiang Ling smiled and strongly recommended it.

Krillin was a little suspicious. From that smile of his, he could more or less tell Jiang Ling was up to no good.

After thinking about it, he drank it anyway.

They were all friends. It wasn't like he would poison him, right?

The rest of the soup was divided up between Jiang Ling and Son Goku, and then everyone started eating the barbecue.

As they ate, they talked about the battle just now.

"Yeah, your fight was way too insane. That aura was terrifying."

"Yeah. When I felt Frieza's energy was that strong, I thought there was no hope at all. I never expected Jiang Ling could be even stronger. I was stunned."

"The impact from your fight was so intense that even hiding in the spaceship, I thought there was an earthquake."

As Bulma listened to how brutal the battle had been, she instinctively wrapped her arms around Jiang Ling's arm.

"Don't get into such dangerous fights again. I'm scared you'll..."

Jiang Ling felt his arm enveloped by two soft, warm mounds, and his mouth went a little dry.

He took a big gulp of iced drink, then drew in a deep breath before soothing her. "Okay, okay. Next time, I definitely won't."

Just then...

King Kai sent over a call request.

"Hello? Hello? Jiang Ling, Son Goku, are you there? You're not fighting that freak Frieza, are you? Have you left Namek yet?"

Jiang Ling said, "Lord King Kai, we already fought Frieza."

"What happened?! I warned you again and again! How did you still end up fighting him?! Run, hurry! You can't beat him!!"

King Kai's anxious voice came through.

Jiang Ling and Goku exchanged a glance, then both laughed.

"What are you laughing at?! Lives are at stake here, and you're still laughing!" King Kai sounded bitterly disappointed.

Jiang Ling laughed and explained, "Well, Lord King Kai, we really appreciate your concern. You were right—Frieza was indeed very powerful, and we really couldn't beat him."

"But..."

"But what?"

"I already defeated Frieza. He was reduced to nothing, not even ash left."

"What?!"

Far away on King Kai's Planet, King Kai jumped three feet into the air in fright, then swallowed.

"Don't joke with me. That joke isn't funny at all."

"I'm not joking. Really..."

As Jiang Ling ate barbecue, he explained the whole story from beginning to end.

After King Kai finished listening, he collapsed onto the ground.

He muttered to himself.

"I never thought... I never thought..."

"The two of them have both become that strong..."

King Kai sighed with endless emotion.

Then he turned to Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu, who were training, and said:

"You three—your training load will be multiplied by ten from now on!"

Chiaotzu: "Huh?"

Yamcha: "!!!"

Tien Shinhan: "???"

On Namek.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they brought the seven Dragon Balls to the Grand Elder's residence.

Outside the residence, over a dozen corpses of Frieza's low-level soldiers were scattered around.

Everyone entered the residence.

After seeing Piccolo, Jiang Ling scratched his head. It seemed... he had forgotten to invite Piccolo to the barbecue.

But it didn't matter.

Piccolo generally didn't take part in gatherings like that.

He could just invite him next time.

"Grand Elder, we eliminated Frieza."

The Grand Elder's cloudy eyes became clear.

"Thank you, honored guests from Earth. I never expected Frieza to be so powerful, and I expected even less that you would actually be able to defeat him!"

"This leaves me not knowing how to thank you."

Jiang Ling smiled and waved a hand. "No need to be polite. If I need your help with anything in the future, just don't refuse."

The Grand Elder chuckled. "Certainly."

Then his tone shifted.

"However, my lifespan is about to reach its end. I will give instructions to the next Grand Elder."

Hearing this, Jiang Ling fell into thought.

"No. I hope you live, Grand Elder."