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After a long silence, Broly slowly raised his head, his teeth clenched. "I concede."

The moment those two words left his lips, it meant he had surrendered all his dignity and his future.

It was not that he failed to grasp the weight of this, but the pride ingrained in his bones would not allow him to deny or disavow it.

As for serving Barros in the future? Though he still felt a lingering unwillingness, he felt no shame.

After all, the other was a Saiyan Emperor, a top-tier powerhouse who far surpassed him.

In this vast universe where the law of the jungle reigned and the strong were honored, bowing to a stronger being was never a disgrace; it was the most clear-headed choice.

Having conceded of his own volition, he naturally understood what lay behind it.

Barros had no intention of engaging in empty pleasantries and laid out the terms of submission on the spot.

Broly had anticipated this; his heart was calm, and he felt no resistance.

However, he made one request—

A request that caused Barros to freeze on the spot, and subsequently, have no choice but to nod in agreement:

He asked to be allowed to retain his conscious mind, so that he would not be consumed, bit by bit, by the increasingly turbulent and uncontrollable aura of violence within him.

In truth, Broly had long since realized that as he grew older...

While the power within his body expanded rapidly, his sanity was being eroded inch by inch by this extremely manic energy.

At first, he had possessed little impulse for destruction.

But the moment his power surged, a mere wave of his hand had blasted a planet into cosmic dust!

No one wished to be reduced to a bloodthirsty beast, and Broly was no exception.

Yet, he had no one to confide in, nor any companions to walk by his side.

Only when bowing his head to Barros did he take the opportunity to mention the knot that had plagued him for years—he begged Barros to take action and sever the root of this loss of control!

This could hardly be called a "request."

Since Broly had already submitted, Barros would have helped him anyway.

After all, what he wanted was the legendary Super Saiyan who possessed both reason and combat power, not a mad beast that knew only how to vent and lacked any conscious awareness!!

Of course, Barros knew well that preventing Broly's sanity from being devoured by his violent aura would be no easy task.

He dared to conclude that the Shenron on Earth was utterly incapable of stabilizing Broly's mind.

Not to mention that if Broly were to set foot on Earth—the mere sight of the still-infant Goku would cause him to fly into a rage on the spot!

That Kakarot, who had lain beside him in infancy, sobbing until his eyes ached...

Broly remembered it bone-deep; he had never forgotten!!

After using Instant Transmission to return to the Divine Martial Battle Star with Broly, Barros had not yet had the chance to gather the other Saiyans to introduce this new member,

when a thought suddenly flashed through his mind:

The Neural Tree Fruit was condensed from the life essence and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth of an entire planet.

While it might not be able to eradicate the violent aura within Broly, it should at least be able to soothe and suppress it!

The moment the thought occurred, he flicked out a Universal Capsule. It hit the ground with a pop and expanded, and he retrieved a fruit with blue-gold veins from within!

He handed the fruit to the suspicious-looking Broly and said in a deep voice, "Take a bite and see if it can suppress that restlessness in your body!"

Broly looked down at the fruit in his hand. Even as a natural-born Super Saiyan, his throat tightened at the clear, slightly sweet fragrance, and he shoved it into his mouth without a word.

Hiss—whoosh!

A pure white aura suddenly surged, wrapping around his entire body.

Immediately following, under Barros's close watch, Broly's aura began to climb slowly.

The margin was not large, yet it had truly jumped by over a hundred thousand!

Barros clutched his forehead and gave a wry smile, rendered completely speechless!

They were both Saiyans with combat power exceeding a million, and both had consumed the Neural Tree Fruit—

He himself had only gained eighty thousand, yet Broly, after merely calming down slightly, had still ended up with over a hundred thousand more!!

After a moment of silence, Barros simply grabbed a dozen more fruits, stuffed them into another Universal Capsule, and tossed it back to the wide-eyed Broly. "Since it works, keep these with you. The moment you feel your head heating up or your hands and feet itching, chew one—or several—immediately!"

In the end, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The Neural Tree Fruit, which was comparable to a planetary-level energy source, had now been reduced to Broly's "calming pill." It was truly a waste of a heavenly treasure!!

Unfortunately, with no safer method available for the time being, Barros could only rely on it to hold the line...

He glanced sideways at Broly, and while putting away the capsule, he pondered how to settle this hot potato.

After much thought, only two paths seemed viable:

First, find Namek and ask Porunga to grant a wish, to see if the violent aura could be fundamentally reconciled;

Second, dig out that mysterious disc deep in his mind called "Primordial Dao-Nurturing" to see if it held a solution!!

There was no need to rush for success right now. For Barros, the immediate priority was to settle Broly!

This man was prone to losing his balance, and the other Saiyans were all hot-blooded and naturally combative.

Throwing Broly into their midst would be no different from tossing a spark into a pile of dry firewood.

After weighing it repeatedly, Barros realized that—other than keeping him under his own nose—there was no safe place on the Divine Martial Battle Star.

Finally, he made a reluctant decision: he would place him on the right side of the Imperial Hall!

The center of the Imperial Hall was the residence of Barros, the Divine Martial Emperor, and the left side belonged to the sisters Xuesaiya and Xuesaili.

The right side had been vacant for a long time, so it would have to be allocated to Broly.

Barros did not know that, just as he turned away, Broly gripped the Universal Capsule in his hand, watching this high-and-mighty Divine Martial Emperor personally arrange everything for him, and a long-lost warmth quietly flickered in the depths of his eyes.

Over half an hour later, Broly's residence was finally set up.

Barros summoned a Saiyan and ordered him to prepare a full set of supplies—from standard battle armor to a personal smart brain—everything was provided before he finally left.

A golden scale is no creature of the pond; once it meets the wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon!

The Earth Dragon Balls had just finished granting a wish, and it would be another year before the seven could be gathered again to return to their Dragon Ball form.

Counting on them to locate Namek anytime soon? That was clearly unrealistic.

In the span of a year, there were too many variables.

Moreover, Barros was not confident—could Porunga of Namek really tame the violent, endlessly surging aura within Broly?

Thus, he could only seek help once more from the ancient disc in his sea of consciousness known as "Primordial Dao-Nurturing."

As his intent stirred, the disc suddenly exerted force, dragging him directly into an unfamiliar world.

It was a time and space he was intimately familiar with.

A world known as "Wind and Cloud."

Five divine beasts guarded the eight wildernesses: the Fire Qilin hidden in Soaring Cloud Cave, the Phoenix nesting in Undying Mountain, the Flood Dragon lurking in the East Sea, the Black Tortoise sleeping in the Far North, and the White Tiger roaring in the Far West.

The Azure Dragon of the East, the White Tiger of the West, the Vermilion Bird of the South, the Black Tortoise of the North, plus the Qilin guarding the Dragon Vein in the center, were collectively known as the Five Spirits of Heaven and Earth!

The abundance of divine beasts in this world was in no way inferior to that of an ordinary low-level immortal cultivation realm.

Furthermore, rare treasures were everywhere, and extraordinary masters were as numerous as clouds; everywhere one looked, there were unfathomable opportunities and dangers.

There was the Mud Bodhisattva, whose heavenly secrets were impossible to fathom; the Emperor Shi Tian, who had lived for a thousand years; the semi-immortal hiding in Fengxi Village; the Nameless of martial arts legend; Wu Wudi, the leader of the ten strongest warriors; and even gods and demons...

In this world, the martial path flourished to the extreme, and the road to immortality was no longer a hollow, empty talk.

By comparison, the Legend of the Condor Heroes World was like the difference between clouds and mud, separated by far more than a thousand miles!

He looked down at the tops of the two Buddha statues beneath his feet—a peak battle was unfolding there.

Barros had no need to ask anyone, nor did he need to rack his brain to deduce where this was.

He stepped on the void, standing with his arms crossed, his Sky Dance Art as steady as a rock; the life-and-death struggle between Xiong Ba and Nie Renwang had reached its final chapter.

"Sweeping the Army—Slash!" Nie Renwang's eyes widened in fury, and his Snow Drinker Saber suddenly erupted with a silver-white blade aura dozens of feet long. With a single slash, it actually cut the surging river in front of the Leshan Giant Buddha in two!

Barros's pupils constricted, and his heart shook: a single slash to sever the flow, to split mountains and crack cliffs!

Had the martial path of this world truly reached such a pinnacle?

Immediately, the corners of his lips curled up, his smile deepening—the more prosperous the martial path, the richer his gains from this trip to the Wind and Cloud world would be!

At this moment, Xiong Ba, who had dodged the blade below, flipped his palms, and a perfectly round, mercury-like energy mass that shimmered with light condensed in his palms: "Three Parts Return to Origin Qi!"

Barros's gaze turned sharp: Nie Renwang's defeat was sealed, and the Fire Qilin should be making its appearance!

Sure enough, the moment Nie Renwang was injured in his internal organs by the Three Parts Return to Origin Qi, flames suddenly soared into the sky from within Soaring Cloud Cave. A scorching heat wave, carrying a heart-stopping ferocity, erupted with a roar!

Before Nie Renwang could recover his senses, the Fire Qilin had already pounced like lightning, biting into his shoulder. It didn't even glance at Xiong Ba, turning instead to sprint wildly toward the depths of the cave.

"Feng'er, run! Do not seek revenge for me!" A hoarse, desperate cry came from the cave. Before the words had faded, two small figures had been blasted away by the shockwave, falling heavily to the ground and losing consciousness.

Barros flashed, and right before Xiong Ba's eyes, he vanished into Soaring Cloud Cave in an instant.

With his speed, Xiong Ba could not even catch a glimpse of his afterimage; the man was already gone without a trace.

After entering the cave, Barros did not rush to pursue, merely trailing far behind the Fire Qilin, letting it carry Nie Renwang as it sped toward the depths.

The Fire Qilin in Soaring Cloud Cave was originally an auspicious spirit beast, but because it was entangled by baleful energy, it had become a "Fire Demon" that everyone feared.

Yet, how many knew—it was guarding the very foundation of the Dragon Vein of the Divine Land.

The violent, baleful energy suppressed by the Dragon Vein eroded its sanity day after day; if not for its pure bloodline and the nature of an ancient auspicious beast, it would have long since devolved into a mad beast that knew only how to kill.

The terrain of Soaring Cloud Cave was treacherous and winding, with side paths crisscrossing like a spiderweb.

If Barros had not kept the auras of the Fire Qilin and Nie Renwang locked, following closely behind,

he would likely have had to overturn the entire mountain belly and use brute force to chisel his way through to find the hidden Dragon Vein in this labyrinthine dead zone!

The winding path finally reached its end. When Barros sensed the Fire Qilin stop, another aura quietly emerged—

It was slightly weaker than the Fire Qilin, but far surpassed Nie Renwang, faintly revealing a sense of composure and experience.

Of course, in Barros's eyes, they were all nothing more than dust and ants.

He saw the Fire Qilin open its mouth and toss Nie Renwang to the ground. Duan Shuai was clearly startled at the sight: "Brother Nie? How were you dragged in here by it?"

Nie Renwang had already been severely wounded by Xiong Ba, and having been scorched by the flames radiating from the Fire Qilin's body along the way, he was charred black and breathing his last.

Yet, upon hearing this familiar voice, he still forced himself to cough and ask, "Cough... Brother Duan? You... you are not..."

Duan Shuai gave a wry smile and shook his head. "I am not dead. When I entered the cave years ago and learned of the secret here, I stayed behind to guard it voluntarily, so the world assumed that the Southern Qilin Sword Master, Duan Shuai, had long since perished."

Nie Renwang was shocked that Duan Shuai was alive, but even more eager to ask, "Secret? What secret?"

Before the words had faded, a light chuckle suddenly rang out from the cave, and footsteps approached: "Heh, the 'secret' Brother Duan speaks of is nothing more than the fact that this place is tied to the Dragon Vein of the Divine Land, the very vital point!"

As the words fell, Barros's figure slowly appeared before the two men and the beast, his expression playful. "Am I right?"