She pointed at the enormous Shenron beside her:
"And Little Green, though he was born on Namek,
he came to Earth with his master back then, and under the constraints of the Dragon Balls' rules,
he kept me company for nearly a thousand years..."
"In other words, as long as the Dragon Balls weren't gathered, Shenron was always... here?"
Su Ming was somewhat surprised.
"That's right. Not only that, during those thousand years,
as a special existence among Shenrons, he unexpectedly fused with the dragon vein energy of my Western Continent plate.
He became the embodiment of Western orthodoxy..."
The young girl's gaze drifted back and forth between Shenron and the Jade Seal.
At last, she smiled faintly, proudly puffed out her chest, and planted her hands on her hips.
"You could say they share the same origin—and that origin is... me!"
Su Ming's heart stirred.
"No wonder the West spent so many years beating each other's brains into mush. So the Shenron containing dragon vein energy had long been abducted to the Time Variance Authority..."
"Later, ancient Eastern sages extracted this strand of dragon vein origin.
Using Copper of Mount Shou and He's Jade, they fused it with the faith of countless people.
They forged this Heirloom Seal of the Realm as a token for mortal emperors.
It exercised part of my authority over the earth in my stead and guarded the Eastern fortune.
And the Dragon Spirit formed by Little Green, because he could communicate with heaven and earth and grant wishes,
had Shenron's form and duties further strengthened. The core of his power was likewise tied to this dragon vein origin.
Tied closely to... me."
The young girl seemed not to have spoken so much in a very long time, and she paused briefly.
She gathered her