Senzu Bean

In the vast, boundless universe, Super Saiyan blood was a source of power countless warriors dreamed of possessing. Add to that the legendary Senzu Beans, capable of instantly healing any injury, and the combination was simply perfect—enough to drive any martial artist mad with excitement!

At that moment, atop the Korin Sacred Land, Korin lounged lazily on an ancient wicker chaise, enjoying a rare moment of peace. Warm sunlight filtered through sparse clouds and fell over his snowy-white fur, casting it in a soft glow. A light breeze drifted by, carrying the fresh air unique to high altitudes, while thin mist lingered all around, making the place feel like a celestial realm.

Suddenly, Korin's ears twitched. His perpetually half-lidded eyes flew open, and a flicker of alarm flashed through his amber pupils. An overwhelmingly powerful presence was rapidly approaching him, carrying such immense pressure that even the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Just as he wavered in uncertainty, a figure appeared soundlessly before him like a ghost. The newcomer wore a black martial arts uniform, his golden hair stirring gently in the breeze. A light no one dared meet shone in his sharp eyes—it was Tang Yangbing!

Korin's fur stood on end at the sudden appearance, and he sprang up from the chaise with a jolt. He rubbed his eyes hard and stared at the uninvited guest in disbelief, his voice trembling noticeably. "Y-you're Tang Yangbing! Shouldn't you be cultivating diligently at Kami's Lookout? Why have you suddenly come to my little Korin Tower?"

As the guardian of the Senzu Beans, Korin had seen countless powerful fighters, yet he still felt instinctive awe in the face of someone as unfathomable as Tang Yangbing. It was the natural reaction of the weak before an absolute powerhouse—like a tiny ant gazing up at the heavens, both longing and afraid.

Tang Yangbing stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sharp as lightning, and got straight to the point. "Korin, I need Senzu Beans. How many do you have in stock right now?"

"Senzu Beans?" Korin's narrowed eyes opened slightly as he considered the question. Gently stroking his whiskers, he spoke with a hint of helplessness. "Their yield hasn't been high these past years. And Yajirobe, that gluttonous brat, comes by for snacks every now and then. There really aren't many left now."

As he spoke, Korin's gaze involuntarily shifted toward the burly figure dozing against a nearby pillar. Yajirobe wore his straw hat crookedly, drool still hanging from the corner of his mouth. He hugged a katana in his arms and slept soundly. His round belly rose and fell with every breath, clearly showing that he had enjoyed quite a few Senzu Beans here over the years.

"After counting them," Korin sighed, raising a paw to gesture, "there are only ten Senzu Beans left. Every single one is incredibly precious. They took tremendous effort to cultivate!"

Tang Yangbing frowned slightly at that, a golden aura flickering around him. He stared at Korin and said in a low voice, "Ten? It isn't much, but it'll barely do. I'll take them all."

Feeling the powerful presence radiating from Tang Yangbing, Korin involuntarily took half a step back. He knew that before such a powerful man, he had no room to bargain. Still, as the guardian of the Senzu Beans, he could not help reminding him, "These are the last of our stock. Every one you use means one less. Please use them carefully!"

Amid the tense atmosphere, Yajirobe in the distance seemed to have been awakened by their conversation. He turned over groggily and muttered, "Senzu Beans... save some for me..." Then he fell back into a deep sleep, utterly unaware of the important discussion taking place over the ownership of the Senzu Beans.

Tang Yangbing's gaze swept over Yajirobe, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. Then he looked back at Korin, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Take me to get the Senzu Beans."

"Mm, right, I almost forgot about that—damn Yajirobe!"

Tang Yangbing's deep voice drifted through the air, carrying a faint chill. He slowly turned his head, his gaze as sharp as a blade as it pierced through the thin mist filling the temple and locked directly onto the curled-up figure in the corner.

In that instant, Yajirobe, who had been deep in slumber, jolted awake. It was as though invisible ice water had been poured over him, making his whole body shudder as all sleepiness vanished. In his dream, he seemed to have seen a pair of profound eyes fixed on him like a predator in the night. The suffocating sensation of being targeted had nearly left him unable to breathe. Upon waking, he instinctively wiped the cold sweat seeping from his forehead, his heart pounding wildly like a drum.

When his eyes met Tang Yangbing's, Yajirobe felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. Those eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, seeming to conceal endless unknown dangers and murderous intent. His entire body stiffened. Without even thinking, instinct drove him to one conclusion—run! He had to get away from here immediately!

"Don't move, Yajirobe!"

Korin's urgent voice suddenly rang out, filled with clear tension and warning. He stood to one side with both hands slightly raised, as if ready to stop Yajirobe from doing anything rash. Korin's eyes were full of concern. He knew Tang Yangbing's temperament and strength well; if Yajirobe's disrespect angered this mysterious powerhouse, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yajirobe had lived alongside Korin for many years and had long heard countless rumors about Tang Yangbing from him. This powerful man, who cultivated deep within Kami's Lookout, possessed unfathomable strength and an even more unpredictable personality. Yet Yajirobe had never imagined that this legendary "harbinger of doom" would suddenly appear here. What frightened him even more was that Tang Yangbing's expression was clearly far from friendly. His eyes seemed to contain ice frozen over a thousand years, making one shudder.

Yajirobe forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and squeezed out a dry smile. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "Hehe, um... Lord Tang Yangbing, what brings you down here today?"

His tone was clearly flattering and probing, every word seeming to squeeze out through clenched teeth. He carefully watched Tang Yangbing's expression, terrified that any movement might displease him. The air in the temple seemed to have solidified, making even breathing feel unusually heavy.

Inside the temple, the air seemed to have frozen into something tangible. Sunlight poured through the towering dome, casting mottled patches of light across the smooth marble floor. Summoning his courage, Yajirobe cautiously took a step forward, his wooden sandals scraping softly against the ground. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing as his voice shook noticeably. "Mr. Tang Yangbing..."

Tang Yangbing stood in the center of the temple, sunlight outlining his tall silhouette from behind. He slowly turned around, his deep gaze shooting toward Yajirobe like a sword. An almost imperceptible pressure filled the air, making it hard for Yajirobe to breathe. Tang Yangbing unconsciously rubbed the sword at his waist with his fingertips, the cold touch of metal coming through the thin fabric of his clothes. He stared at Yajirobe for a long time. Those round eyes were full of panic, and his fat body trembled slightly. An image of killing him with a single palm strike flashed through Tang Yangbing's mind, but when he thought of Son Goku's clear eyes and Korin's gentle smile, he took a deep breath and suppressed his killing intent.

"Starting today," Tang Yangbing said, his voice like shattering ice echoing through the empty temple, "if you fail to meet these three conditions, I'll blast you to death on the spot!"

Yajirobe shuddered, cold sweat instantly soaking the back of his clothes. He could feel the undisguised killing intent in Tang Yangbing's words, and those deep eyes seemed to have seen through his very soul. He hurriedly straightened his back and clenched both hands into fists, his voice hoarse from tension. "Mr. Tang Yangbing, please tell me. I'll definitely do it!"

To keep his life, Yajirobe was willing to agree to any condition at that moment. He was even calculating inwardly that if the demands were too excessive, he could always agree first and figure out how to deal with them later.

Tang Yangbing slowly stepped forward, his boots ringing crisply against the polished floor. With every step he took closer, Yajirobe felt the air around him grow heavier.

"First," Tang Yangbing said, raising one finger as a faint swirl of energy circled its tip, "if you steal and eat another Senzu Bean, the moment I catch you even once, I'll blast you into dust." His gaze swept over the cloth pouch at Yajirobe's waist, which had once been filled with stolen Senzu Beans.

"Second," Tang Yangbing continued, raising a second finger, "every month, you will prepare no less than one hundred thousand jin of food for Kami's Lookout." He deliberately emphasized the words "one hundred thousand jin." "One jin short, and I'll cut off one of your fingers. Ten jin short, and you die."

Yajirobe's face instantly turned deathly pale. He opened his mouth, wanting to bargain, but under Tang Yangbing's icy stare, he ultimately swallowed the words back down.

"Third," Tang Yangbing said, raising a third finger as his voice suddenly turned harsh, "you will assist Korin in planting Senzu Beans. If the yearly harvest is less than one hundred beans from now on..." He narrowed his eyes slightly. "You understand."

Fine beads of sweat emerged on Yajirobe's forehead as he swallowed with difficulty, already calculating the difficulty of these tasks in his mind. Growing Senzu Beans might be manageable, but one hundred thousand jin of food every month... that was practically asking for his life!

"Ah, n-no problem!" Yajirobe stammered, his voice carrying an obvious sob. "I-I'll definitely do it!" He groaned bitterly inside, but did not dare show it in the slightest.

At that moment, Korin, who had been quietly watching from the side, nimbly leaped forward. His snowy-white fur glowed softly in the sunlight, his whiskers twitching as he tossed a delicate little cloth pouch to Tang Yangbing. The pouch traced a graceful arc through the air, accompanied by the crisp sound of Senzu Beans knocking together inside.

"This is for you," Korin said, his gentle voice carrying a trace of slyness. "All the remaining Senzu Beans are in here."

Tang Yangbing caught the pouch, his fingertips sensing the faint energy fluctuations radiating from the Senzu Beans. He glanced at Yajirobe, whose face had gone ashen, and the corner of his mouth curved into an almost imperceptible smile. Outside the temple, the sea of clouds flowed slowly, while sunlight streamed through gaps in the clouds, adding a touch of sanctity to the solemn scene.

Mo stood on the platform at the top of Korin Tower, a light breeze brushing his clothes and bringing a hint of coolness. A satisfied smile filled his face, and delight gleamed in his eyes, as though he had just accomplished something remarkable. He nodded slightly, his voice gentle yet firm. "I won't let you lose out either. This little capsule is filled with ten tons of fresh fish of every kind, from deep-sea tuna to shallow-water sea bass. I carefully selected these fish from all over the world, so they're guaranteed fresh and delicious—enough for you to enjoy for a long time. Consider it a pleasant transaction between us."

Korin's round eyes immediately lit up. He waved his paws excitedly and cried out repeatedly, "Good, good, good! No problem, a pleasant transaction indeed!" He eagerly took the capsule and carefully put it away, as though cradling some priceless treasure. A satisfied smile appeared on his furry face, and his tail swayed lightly with obvious delight.

After accepting the Senzu Beans, Tang Yangbing lowered his gaze to the few emerald-green beans in his hand, curiosity rising in his heart. He looked up at Korin, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry. "By the way, how is the Senzu Bean yield?"

Korin sighed softly and shook his head, helplessness appearing on his face. He stroked his whiskers with one paw and slowly said, "Growing Senzu Beans isn't easy. They need to be watered with Sacred Water. Every drop of Sacred Water contains the essence of heaven and earth, and it is vital to the beans' growth. I tend them tirelessly atop Korin Tower all year round, yet I can only harvest around a hundred Senzu Beans. And in recent years, the supply of Sacred Water has become increasingly unstable, so the yield has declined year by year. It's truly a headache."

Tang Yangbing furrowed his brow slightly, a trace of regret flashing through his eyes. He nodded gently and murmured, "I see..." His gaze fell upon the Senzu Beans once more, and he could not help feeling a sense of pity. These little beans were actually so precious—it was far beyond his expectations.

After pondering for a moment, Tang Yangbing raised his head and looked sincerely at Korin, concern in his voice. "Korin, Senzu Beans are good things. Their use goes far beyond simply curing hunger and restoring stamina." He paused, then continued, "I think their healing effect is what matters most. Whether someone is critically injured and near death or afflicted by a stubborn illness, a Senzu Bean can restore them completely in an instant. Such miraculous efficacy is exceedingly rare in this world. I suggest expanding the scale of cultivation a little and growing more Senzu Beans. Perhaps one day in the future, they may prove extremely useful!"

Wisdom glinted in Tang Yangbing's eyes as he further explained, "You should know that there will certainly be more and more strong people like me in the future. The universe is vast and boundless, hiding countless powerful enemies and unknown challenges. As Earth's protectors, Son Goku and the others will inevitably face more battles and crises. If you grow more Senzu Beans, you'll be providing them with logistical support. At critical moments, these beans may save their lives—or even change the course of an entire battle."

As Korin listened to Tang Yangbing, he could not help sinking into thought. He gently stroked his whiskers, a flash of understanding appearing in his eyes. Tang Yangbing's words were like lightning illuminating the fog in his heart. In the past, Earth had not faced particularly powerful enemies, so the importance of Senzu Beans had not stood out. He had merely regarded them as ordinary supplies. But now, as powerful beings continued to emerge throughout the universe, the strategic value of Senzu Beans truly could not be ignored.

Korin slowly nodded, his voice filled with emotion. "You're right. I truly never realized the real value of Senzu Beans before. It seems it's time to make new plans for their cultivation." He raised his head and looked toward the distant sky, determination shining in his eyes. "I'll do my best to expand the planting scale and ensure a supply of Senzu Beans. After all, Earth's future still needs Son Goku and the others to protect it."

Tang Yangbing smiled faintly, a sense of relief rising in his heart. He knew that his reminder had achieved its purpose. On the road ahead, these tiny Senzu Beans might truly become the key to changing fate.

And something that had not been useful in the past did not necessarily mean it would be worthless in the future.

Especially on this vast and mysterious Earth, there existed a miraculous wonder such as the Dragon Balls. Whenever night fell and starlight descended, the legendary seven Dragon Balls, glimmering faintly, became like temptations suspended in the sky, constantly drawing the covetous gazes of powerful and unpredictable beings from the depths of the universe. Some might hide among interstellar dust; others might lurk within cracks between dimensions. They only needed to wait for the right moment before descending like a violent storm, intent on seizing this treasure capable of changing fate.

Against such a backdrop, Senzu Beans, as healing medicine capable of instantly curing grievous injuries and restoring stamina, became all the more important. They were not merely plump, emerald-green beans; they were the key to turning the tide at the brink of life and death. Whether it was a body shattered after a fierce battle with a powerful enemy or the last flicker of life at the edge of despair, Senzu Beans could always reignite hope through their near-miraculous effects.

"Mm, I understand." He murmured softly, determination flashing in his eyes. "I'll try expanding the scale of Senzu Bean cultivation. It's just..." He frowned slightly, helplessness in his voice. "Senzu Beans cannot grow without the nourishment of Sacred Water, but Sacred Water condenses as unpredictably as morning dew. It requires the right time and place, as well as the accumulation of long years. Therefore, it is truly difficult to say how much the Senzu Bean yield can increase."

Tang Yangbing's eyes immediately lit up with a sly gleam. The corner of his mouth rose, revealing a row of neat teeth. His smile was bright as sunlight and just as infectious. He leaned a step closer, lowering his voice, though his temptation was impossible to refuse. "Why worry so much? Why not try planting more first? As long as you have Senzu Beans, I can bring you even more delicious fish—whether it's silver-scaled giant bream from the deep sea or golden-tailed spirit carp from mountain streams, none of it will be a problem!"

His words were like a gentle breeze quietly brushing across one's heart, making one unable to resist longing for them. The temptation hidden within that smile seemed capable of melting away all hesitation and doubt.