The journey that followed became both a grand adventure and Bulma’s personal dream vacation.
At the same time, many embarrassing situations from the original timeline never had the chance to happen in this life.
The first stop was naturally Kame House by the sea.
When the shameless old Master Roshi demanded to see Bulma’s panties in exchange for the Flying Nimbus, Bulma had not even exploded in anger yet before Sun Wuxiu calmly stepped forward.
“Master, please pay attention to your image.” Sun Wuxiu spoke indifferently.
The moment Master Roshi saw the slightly serious look in his prized disciple’s eyes, his perverted expression instantly froze.
“Ahem…
hahahaha…
I was only joking!” Master Roshi hurriedly wiped cold sweat from his forehead.
In front of his favorite disciple, he still needed to maintain at least a little dignity as a martial arts master.
In the end, he obediently handed over the Flying Nimbus and the Three-Star Dragon Ball.
He even wanted to gift Bulma a capsule afterward, but one glance from Sun Wuxiu immediately made him stop behaving strangely.
The second stop was the village terrorized by Oolong.
That shapeshifting pig monster originally planned to continue kidnapping young girls like in the original story.
Unfortunately for him, Sun Wuxiu was present this time.
The moment Oolong prepared to act, Sun Wuxiu merely narrowed his eyes slightly.
The power of the [Pig Talisman] activated instantly.
Two crimson heat rays shot directly beside Oolong’s feet.
Boom!
Two bottomless smoking holes instantly appeared in the ground.
“If you dare pull another stunt…” Sun Wuxiu smiled faintly.
“The next shot won’t miss your pig tail.” Oolong nearly wet himself from fear.
Without hesitation, he immediately dropped to his knees begging for mercy.
Not only did he honestly hand over the Dragon Ball, he was also forcibly dragged along as the group’s luggage carrier and general laborer.
The third stop was the desert bandit Yamcha.
When the handsome long-haired bandit leaped out with Puar in an attempt to rob them, Bulma had not even started blushing yet before Sun Wuxiu calmly stepped in front of her.
“You want to touch my employer?” Sun Wuxiu sneered softly.
He did not even bother using his hands.
The terrifying movement speed granted by the [Rabbit Talisman] instantly created violent wind pressure.
Boom!
Yamcha was blown flying before his Wolf Fang Fist could even touch the corner of Sun Wuxiu’s clothing.
Looking at the overwhelmingly powerful young man before him, then at Bulma hiding behind him with sparkling eyes full of admiration…
Yamcha suffered severe emotional damage instantly.
Not only did the robbery fail completely, his fear of women worsened even further.
In the end, he fled miserably with Puar while covered in dust.
Soon afterward, the group arrived at Fire Mountain.
According to Bulma’s Dragon Radar, another Dragon Ball was hidden there.
The entire mountain burned beneath towering flames.
Even the giant castle atop the mountain was surrounded completely by fire.
Standing before the inferno was the towering Ox-King holding a massive battle axe while anxiously trying to save his castle.
The moment he noticed strangers approaching, he instinctively swung his enormous axe downward.
“Wait!
Uncle Ox-King!” Sun Wuxiu casually caught the giant axe with one hand.
The ground beneath him did not even crack.
The Ox-King’s eyes widened in shock.
“You are…?!” Very few people in the world could stop his full-powered axe strike barehanded.
“My name is Sun Wuxiu.” Sun Wuxiu smiled politely.
“I am Master Roshi’s disciple and Grandpa Gohan’s grandson.” The moment the Ox-King heard those names, his eyes instantly turned red.
“So you’re my martial nephew!” The giant man almost burst into tears from excitement.
“Wonderful!
Wonderful!
Then hurry and save my castle!
All my treasures are still inside!” In the original story, Master Roshi solved the crisis by using an overpowered Kamehameha that accidentally obliterated the entire mountain.
But with Sun Wuxiu here, things naturally became much simpler.
“It’s only extinguishing a fire.” Sun Wuxiu stepped calmly toward the sea of flames.
“This won’t be difficult.” He slowly lowered into the classic Turtle School stance.
“Hoooo…” A deep breath escaped his lips.
The immense ki throughout his body surged violently yet remained perfectly controlled without leaking outward.
“Ka…
me…” Blue light rapidly gathered between his palms.
“…ha…
me…” The surrounding air trembled violently.
“…HAAAA!!” BOOM!!!
A dazzling blue beam erupted instantly.
However, unlike ordinary destructive Kamehamehas, Sun Wuxiu deliberately altered the attack’s nature.
Instead of maximizing explosive force, he converted the beam into overwhelming wind pressure and shockwaves.
The massive blast swept directly across the entirety of Fire Mountain.
The raging oxygen-devouring currents instantly suppressed the flames.
Several seconds later, the blue light gradually faded away.
The mountain-sized inferno had completely disappeared.
Aside from some charred marks, the Ox-King’s castle remained largely intact.
The Ox-King stared blankly at the scene before him.
“Kamehameha…” His voice trembled with disbelief.
“What divine control over ki…” That level of precision was no weaker than Master Roshi himself.
Later, under Sun Wuxiu’s subtle guidance, events still unfolded similarly to the original timeline.
Son Goku met the young Chi-Chi once again.
The innocent children rode together upon the Flying Nimbus and unknowingly made their famous promise.
“If you don’t mind…
please marry me someday.” Although Goku still completely misunderstood what marriage actually meant, Sun Wuxiu chose not to interfere.
After all, this was part of his little brother’s destiny.
There was no need to change everything.
After leaving Fire Mountain, the final Dragon Ball’s location became rather strange.
According to the Dragon Radar, it was constantly moving.
Eventually, the group discovered the source.
Pilaf’s aerial fortress.
The ridiculous trio plotting to conquer the world had already gathered several Dragon Balls themselves and set countless traps throughout their mobile castle.
Using a special reinforced prison cage, they trapped everyone inside while attempting to steal the remaining Dragon Balls.
“Hahaha!!” The tiny Emperor Pilaf laughed arrogantly inside the control room.
“Foolish fools!
You can forget escaping now!” However, his laughter abruptly stopped halfway.
On the monitor screen, the quiet handsome youth among the group slowly stepped toward the supposedly indestructible reinforced wall.
The material had been advertised as capable of withstanding even bomb explosions.
Sun Wuxiu calmly raised one fist.
The power of the [Ox Talisman] activated instantly.
Without charging any ki whatsoever, he simply punched forward casually.
Crack…
BOOM!!!
The reinforced wall exploded apart instantly.
Even several support pillars throughout the fortress shattered from the impact.
“W…
WHAT?!” The Pilaf trio’s eyes nearly bulged out from terror.
How could such a monster possibly exist?!
What happened afterward was naturally simple.
In front of absolute power, every scheme and trap became meaningless.
Several combat robots were smashed apart effortlessly like broken toys.
As for Pilaf, Shu, and Mai…
Sun Wuxiu casually tossed the three of them directly into the desert.
Night gradually descended.
Across the silent Gobi Desert, all seven Dragon Balls were finally gathered together.
Under the moonlight, the seven orange orbs emitted mysterious golden flashes.
“We finally gathered them all…” Bulma clasped her hands tightly while speaking excitedly.
Then she glanced toward Sun Wuxiu beside her.
“It honestly felt almost too smooth.” Sun Wuxiu smiled faintly.
“Then let’s begin.” “It’s time to witness a miracle.” Stepping forward calmly, he raised his arms toward the sky.
“Come forth, Shenron!” “And grant my wish!!” VROOOOM!!!
The seven Dragon Balls instantly erupted with dazzling golden light.
The beams shot directly into the heavens.
Dark storm clouds instantly swallowed the previously clear night sky.
Lightning flashed wildly while thunder roared endlessly.
Violent winds swept across the desert.
Within the golden light, an enormous emerald dragon spiraled upward toward the heavens.
Its body seemed endless.
The gigantic dragon coiled across the sky itself, completely blotting out the moonlight.
At that moment, everyone present froze speechlessly.
Bulma.
Son Goku.
Even Oolong hiding nearby.
All of them stared upward in absolute shock at the miraculous existence before them.
Shenron slowly lowered his massive head.
Its crimson eyes gazed down toward the mortals below.
Then a deep majestic voice echoed across heaven and earth.
“You who have gathered the seven Dragon Balls…” “Speak your wish.” “Any single wish…” “…I shall grant it.”