Guiding Potential

Nail led everyone to meet the Namekian Grand Elder. Inside the cave, the Namekian Grand Elder was much larger than the other Namekians, and beside him sat a basketball-sized One-Star Dragon Ball.

The Grand Elder kept his eyes tightly shut, giving off the impression that his life force was withering away. He looked very old as well.

"Thank you, friends from another world!"

The Grand Elder's voice sounded extremely weak.

"My children were all killed. Cough, cough, cough... I truly cannot accept this."

The Grand Elder's words made Dende, Piccolo, and Nail clench their fists in anger.

"They seem to have come for the Dragon Balls! The Dragon Balls symbolize the wisdom and power of the Namekians, yet I never expected these orbs of hope to bring such disaster!" the Grand Elder said, his voice carrying a trace of exhaustion and helplessness.

"It's all right, Grand Elder. You don't need to be sad. On our Earth, there are also the Dragon Balls created by Kami. They were made by a Namekian too. When the time comes, all the dead Namekians can be revived by the Dragon Balls!"

Son Wuling stepped forward and spoke to the Grand Elder.

"R-Really? Everyone... everyone can be revived?" Dende asked excitedly as he looked at Son Wuling.

"That's right..."

Son Wuling looked at Piccolo, then answered coldly, "But unfortunately, our Earth's Dragon Balls can only grant one wish. Even if everyone is revived, they still won't be able to leave this place! So we still need to take back the Dragon Balls on Frieza's side and wish for all of us to leave Namek!"

"Ah... but, Uncle Wuling, we... our strength is far too inferior to Frieza's!" Son Gohan asked nervously. Frieza's ki was terrifyingly immense, etched clearly into their minds.

"Exactly, so I've been thinking of a way to lure Frieza over. And... ah, I almost forgot. Grand Elder, wait a moment! This will be useful to you."

Son Wuling gathered his palms, and Natural Energy from the surroundings condensed in his hands, forming a thumb-sized ball of natural energy. He explained, "This energy comes from nature and is filled with life force. Grand Elder, I know you have already accepted death, but not now. Wait until everyone is safe before considering that. This energy can help you recover some of your vitality, and it may make things more convenient afterward."

After saying that, Son Wuling waited for the Grand Elder's reply.

After more than ten seconds of silence, the Grand Elder finally spoke. Because the survival of the Namekians was at stake, he chose to agree. "All right. I leave it to you, Earthling!"

Whoosh...

The Natural Energy in Son Wuling's hand poured into the Grand Elder's body, blooming with life. The Grand Elder's aura regained some of its luster, and, to Dende and Nail's alarm, he stood up directly.

"Ha... I never thought I would have the chance to become younger again! Thank you, Earthling." The Grand Elder looked at his body and laughed. Even his tightly shut eyes opened.

"My name is Son Wuling!"

Son Goku and the others introduced themselves one by one. Then the Grand Elder looked toward Piccolo!

"As expected, are you Katatz's child? How astonishing. You've already grown up, and you returned because you sensed Namek was in danger?"

Piccolo lowered his head slightly, looking somewhat uncomfortable, like a child who had done something wrong and run into his parent.

"Grand Elder..."

"But why? Your potential and talent should not be limited to this! Why did you split into two halves? To become Kami, could you not possess even the slightest evil intent? What a pity. If the two of you were to fuse, your talent might be far greater than this."

The Grand Elder stretched out his palm. With Son Wuling's help, he had recovered a bit of strength, and his hand pointed at Piccolo!

"What?"

Piccolo was about to struggle, only to discover that he could not move.

"You all possess extremely powerful strength, but much of your latent power has yet to be brought out. Son Wuling, that kind-hearted Saiyan Son Goku, and Son Gohan—if your latent strength is unleashed, perhaps you truly can defeat Frieza."

"Latent power..."

Son Wuling remembered only vaguely, but he recalled that both the Namekian Grand Elder and Old Kai possessed the ability to unlock potential. It seemed that the two methods were different.

If Old Kai's potential unlocking was like a complete transformation, then the Grand Elder's method perfectly developed the power one currently possessed but had not yet drawn out, without affecting one's own foundation.

Buzz...

Suddenly, an incredibly enormous aura gathered around Piccolo. Piccolo's eyes widened as he said in disbelief, "Th-This power... it's so powerful that I can hardly believe it!"

Piccolo's suddenly erupting aura was also sensed by Vegeta, who had been wandering aimlessly around Namek.

"Th-This ki belongs to that Namekian from Earth. What happened? How did his strength suddenly become so much greater?" Vegeta was too shocked to speak. In the end, he gritted his teeth and flew over.

Frieza's Scouter immediately detected the ki Piccolo had unleashed.

Bang!

Even the latest-model Scouter exploded.

"Impossible. His battle power has actually surpassed one million."

Frieza rose from his throne. Piccolo's battle power had already made it impossible for him to remain seated.

"Ho ho ho... How interesting. I never expected there to be someone with a battle power exceeding one million. Ho ho ho..."

Frieza flew toward the direction his Scouter had just detected, while the other six Dragon Balls floated behind him. He let out an excited laugh.

"This is bad. Frieza and Vegeta are both flying this way!"

Son Wuling looked anxiously at Piccolo. At that moment, the Grand Elder was unlocking Videl's unused power.

"The Dragon Balls! The remaining six Dragon Balls are there too!" Bulma hurriedly took out the Dragon Radar and shouted.

Buzz!

Videl's ki erupted as well. Though it was weak, it was still much stronger than Vegeta's current power. However, if they truly fought, that might not necessarily be the case!

It seems Videl still has plenty of room to develop. She really has trained hard. Son Wuling could not help thinking. He had only chosen Satan as a public figurehead, and it was quite good to have taught such a talented disciple. Most importantly, Videl was an Earthling like him, and she had seriously met his requirements.

"Frieza, hmph. Goku, Wuling, Gohan, wait here. Let me have a word with Frieza!"

Piccolo walked outside with a battle-hungry grin. He could not wait to fight Frieza. He felt that Frieza was simply no match for him now.

"Videl... I have a task for you as well. Are you willing to accept it?" Son Wuling asked as he looked at Videl, who was enjoying his caress like a spoiled little kitten.

"Master Wuling, just say the word! I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Videl wore the same purple martial arts uniform as Son Wuling. Her suddenly increased power made her eager to prove herself.

"While Piccolo is fighting Frieza, bring the Dragon Balls back. Can you do it?"

Son Wuling looked at Son Gohan, who had already arrived, and continued, "If not, wait until Gohan is ready, then the two of you can go together."

"No, Master Wuling, I can definitely complete the mission. I'll absolutely bring the Dragon Balls back!" Videl gave Son Gohan a defiant glance and hurriedly replied.