Primeval Mountains

To talk about the dangers of the Dragon Ball world, it really depends on where you are—there are planets in the universe that are like paradises untouched by trouble, but without a doubt, as the "hometown" of the Dragon Ball warriors, Earth is absolutely dangerous, and ordinary people have no escape from being cannon fodder.

Looking at the Six-Star Dragon Ball before him, Mu Yang had already confirmed that this was Earth, no mistake. Only Earth had such small, exquisite Dragon Balls.

At that moment, Mu Yang felt his scalp go numb, his heart like a overturned five-flavor bottle, all kinds of emotions surging up; if you looked at his expression, it must have been quite a sight.

Calm down, calm down...

But with life hanging in the balance, how could he possibly calm down!

The Dragon Ball world was no joke—in this world, destroying a planet was as easy as popping a balloon! Who knew if one day some great deity would get unhappy, blow a breath, and a planet would vanish from the universe. Billions of lives would be buried with it, with no place to even argue.

He had thought before that he had come to a wonderful world, where he could learn powers he couldn't touch in his past life, but now he realized... he had imagined the future too beautifully. Though there were opportunities here, they might not be something he could handle.

In the Dragon Ball world, with his small frame, he could probably only be a background character!

Still, from the current situation, Earth's technological power was just beginning to sprout, and there should be a long time before the original story started.

The early part of Dragon Ball was relatively stable, without world-shattering events.

He wondered if switching careers to become a chef was still an option—good food could save lives in a pinch! Or maybe... go find Hercule and make friends with him?

Pfft, what was he thinking!

"First, I need to figure out what era I'm in..." Mu Yang told himself.

Meixia, watching her senior brother's face change constantly, blinked and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this crystal ball?"

Taking another deep look at the Dragon Ball with six stars, Mu Yang calmed down, stuffed the Dragon Ball back into Meixia's arms, and shook his head. "Nothing, just keep this safe and don't lose it."

"Is this crystal ball really important? Maybe you should keep it, senior brother!" Meixia fumbled, afraid of making a mistake. Mu Yang shook his head and said, "It's fine, keep it with you. Though this thing is somewhat magical, it's not much use to us right now."

Without a Dragon Ball Radar, a single Dragon Ball was really just a decoration. And for the foreseeable future, this so-called Six-Star Dragon Ball would be useless.

"Alright, Meixia, let's enter the Primeval Mountains to train. Once inside, you must listen to my commands. Even though we're only going into the outer edges, we can't let our guard down..." Putting aside his worries for now, Mu Yang gave Meixia some instructions.

"Mm." Meixia nodded firmly, her fair face showing a serious expression as she waved her fist to express her resolve.

Seeing this, Mu Yang finally showed a faint smile on his troubled face, then nodded to Meixia, and the two walked toward the domain of the Primeval Mountains.

The Primeval Mountains stretched for hundreds of kilometers, surrounded by peaks, lush and green, filled with countless fierce beasts and monsters, standing there for who knows how many years since ancient times. Those towering peaks and the beasts within them acted like natural barriers, blocking human footsteps, allowing humans to only move around the periphery, rarely venturing deep inside.

Mu Yang and Meixia didn't walk fast, but the scenery around them changed as they advanced.

Soon, the atmosphere became oppressive. Dark green branches blocked out the sun, making it as dim as a deep cave, and the roars of beasts warning off intruders echoed in their ears.

"Roar—" A low growl spread through the forest, startling the surroundings and sending flocks of birds flying away with a cacophony of cries.

"Careful, a beast is coming."

Mu Yang stopped, his expression turning serious, his eyes flickering with light.

"Ohhh..." Meixia's eyes lit up, rubbing her hands together eagerly, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mu Yang, cautiously scanning their surroundings. Soon, a huge beast covered in spots appeared before them, with sharp fangs and a fierce appearance—a common leopard-type beast in the outer reaches of the Primeval Mountains.

The beast approached them, stepped forward with its front paw, its claws digging into the soil, leaving a sudden pit in the ground, then lunged forward, charging at Mu Yang and Meixia in an instant.

"Looking for death!"

A cold gleam flashed in Mu Yang's eyes. He stepped forward quickly, extending his fist to meet the beast.

Thud! His hard fist collided with the beast's head. Mu Yang winced, his arm a bit numb, and couldn't help but step back a few paces. The beast wasn't faring well either, staggering with whimpers.

"Phew!" Letting out a breath, Mu Yang nodded, satisfied with his attack.

If an ordinary adult's Battle Power was between 3 and 4, then Mu Yang's current strength should be around 15.

Yes, 15 Battle Power!

It looked pathetic, but it was Mu Yang's rough estimate of himself. The beast before him seemed strong, but he could handle it!

"Meixia, you get some practice too!" Mu Yang didn't just focus on himself; he called for Meixia to train as well.

Meixia perked up, howling like a startled wildcat.

She squinted her eyes, a hint of fierceness showing in her dark green pupils, then raised her slender arm, her whole body emitting a faint green glow. Twisting her wrist, it was as if she grabbed something between her fingers, and with a forceful twist, she hurled it toward a towering tree in the distance.

"Owww—"

The giant tree shook, leaves scattering everywhere, and with a mournful cry, the man-sized beast was slammed straight into the trunk of the towering tree, landing on the ground half-dead.

"Psychic Power!"

Watching the practical effect of Meixia's superpower, Mu Yang's half-closed eyes snapped open. He frowned and said, "Meixia, when training, you need to focus entirely. If you rely on your superpower all the time, where's the chance to train!"

Meixia's Psychic Power was a bit like Chiaotzu's superpower, but while it was strong, it didn't help with the Tianxin Style's cultivation at all. Mu Yang had to warn her.