No stretch of road was ever easy; every journey required long, arduous trekking. Yet with every leg of the journey he experienced, Uchiha Hikaru felt that each day of his life was full and meaningful.
Uchiha Hikaru gradually came to understand that the ultimate result of searching for the Dragon Balls might be to enjoy the journey itself. If one could truly persevere to the end, then the Dragon Balls would truly belong to that person.
On the way to Crystal City, he had heard an old man say that he would have to cross a hill in late autumn. This hill would not be easy to traverse, but he was not afraid of hardship. If the final result was what he wanted, then enduring a little suffering along the way did not matter.
He had already crossed countless hills, streams, and mountain ranges on his way here. He knew this journey had been far from easy, and he had suffered much emotional pain as well. But he had to persist down this road without hesitation.
Because his faith had now been firmly established. Only after obtaining his own Dragon Ball would he be able to rule the Twelve Universes he wished to rule.
"Young man, take care on your journey. Keep going. I believe you are fully capable of accomplishing this. Many people have asked me about this before, and many have said they would definitely achieve their goals and get the results they wanted, but in the end, none of them persevered. I know you are different from them."
The old man encouraged Uchiha Hikaru bit by bit. In truth, Uchiha Hikaru understood all these words very well. Even without such encouragement, he would have persisted without hesitation.
"Alright, no problem. Believe in me. I will definitely have