Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

Chapter 328 Wukong, show us your full power!

"No, you don't need to thank me so much. In fact, Wukong's current abilities are mostly due to his own efforts."

Master Roshi shook his head as he looked at Gohan kneeling before him.

He then added, "As for Goku mastering the transformation power, that has absolutely nothing to do with me; he trained it all on his own."

It was only when Goku recounted his experiences in the other world that he first learned that Goku possessed the ability to transform, which is why he no longer has any doubts about Goku's transformation abilities.

Son Gohan got up from the ground, looking puzzled: "Isn't this related to you, Master? I thought Goku was able to master this power entirely thanks to your help, Master."

"Well, that's a long story. Goku entered another world, and there he learned to master the power of transformation," Master Roshi said in a deep voice.

Son Gohan grew increasingly astonished and bewildered: "Another world? What's going on here?"

"Yes, actually, the reason why Goku came to my sister for a fortune telling today is related to another world."

Master Roshi said this while looking at Baba the fortune teller.

"Sister, let's find a place to have a good talk. The matter of Wukong asking you to do a divination is very complicated and cannot be explained in a short time."

The fortune teller looked at Wukong, then at him again, and nodded: "Alright, since this kid Wukong defeated my five great masters, I'll do a fortune telling for him for free, no matter how complicated things are."

In a spacious tea room, Master Roshi, Gohan, Goku, Baba the Fortune Teller, and Krillin each sat on one side. Gohan and Baba the Fortune Teller sipped their tea while listening to Master Roshi recount the whole story.

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So, that's how it is. Regardless of whether Goku will go to a new other world, he has made many good friends in the other worlds he has already visited. He doesn't want those friends to worry because of his sudden disappearance, so he wants to know if he can return to that other world.

After much thought, I realized that only you, sister, could answer his question, since your divination skills can predict the future.

Master Roshi said in a deep voice to the fortune teller, and then quickly picked up a cup of tea to moisten his already parched throat.

The fortune teller wasn't particularly shocked after hearing the whole story.

She is someone who can freely travel between the Yin and Yang realms. Although traveling between different worlds is a very mysterious thing, it is not something she finds particularly difficult to accept.

What surprised her most was who the voice controlling Wukong to travel through time came from, and why Wukong was chosen.

Son Gohan was so surprised that he almost pulled off his own beard. He never expected that his grandson would have such a bizarre experience.

Compared to Wukong, the strange experiences he had after his death were nothing.

"Wukong, you've been through so much, no wonder you've become so strong."

Son Gohan looked at Goku and sighed.

Wukong held the back of his head, a bright smile on his face, but he didn't say a word.

"Wukong, whether you encounter this kind of experience again or not, Grandpa just wants to tell you that you must be more careful."

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While Goku's rapid growth is certainly cause for celebration, Gohan is more concerned about Goku's safety. To him, Goku's well-being is more important than anything else.

Hearing his grandfather's caring words, Wukong stopped smiling and nodded seriously: "Yes, yes! I will definitely protect myself, Grandpa."

At this moment, the fortune teller jumped down from her crystal ball and said, "Then I will begin the divination now."

Wukong and the others all focused their attention on her, with Wukong nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes! Fortune Teller, please begin!"

He desperately wanted to know if he could return to the world he had left and see Nami and the others again.

The fortune teller hovered her hands over the surface of the crystal ball and began chanting incantations.

After a while, the crystal ball suddenly lit up, drawing everyone's attention.

As the light shone, an image suddenly appeared on the translucent crystal ball. In the image, a young girl with shoulder-length blue-green hair was walking down the street, accompanied by a pig wearing a green military uniform and a blue kitten flying in the air.

"Huh? Aren't these Bulma, Oolong, and Poole?"

When this scene appeared before his eyes, Wukong's eyes widened in surprise.

Master Roshi's old face suddenly loomed close to the crystal ball, a lewd grin spreading across his face. "Ah~ isn't this Bulma? It's been so long, she's still as beautiful and charming as ever."

Krillin's eyes widened as he looked at the three figures on the crystal ball with a puzzled expression. He then turned to Goku and asked, "Goku, do you know them? Who are they?"

Wukong replied with a smile, "They are all my good friends. I haven't seen them in a long time."

"Your friends? Then why did their images appear when the fortune teller divined your question?" Klin asked, puzzled.

Wukong finally realized what was happening, blinked blankly, and said, "Yeah, what's going on?"

He couldn't help but turn his gaze to the fortune teller.

The fortune teller frowned and said, "Wait a moment, I'll try again."

She chanted the incantation again, and the image on the crystal ball immediately began to ripple with blur.

A few seconds later, the scene reappeared, and this time it was Bulma again, only this time it was a magnified view of her, and Oolong and Pull could no longer be seen around her.

"Wow! It's zoomed in!"

Seeing Bulma's figure, which was much clearer than before, Master Roshi couldn't help but move even closer, his eyes almost glued to the crystal ball.

"Sister, can you make it any bigger?"

The fortune teller twitched her lips, then raised her fist and slammed it hard on Master Roshi's head.

"You bastard! Your lecherous ways haven't changed at all!"

After dealing with the troublesome fellow, Baba the fortune teller pointed to Bulma in the picture and said to Goku in a deep voice, "My divination never fails. The fact that it has pointed to this girl twice means that the key to whether you can return to that other world lies with her."

"You mean, Bulma knows how to send me back to the other world?" Goku asked, his eyes wide with astonishment.

"She may know, or she may not; this is a question she needs to answer herself," the fortune teller said.

"I... I understand, but how does Bulma know about this?" Although he had received an answer, Goku's doubts only grew. He couldn't understand why Bulma was the one to answer this question.

"I don't know about that, but you should just go find this girl. And since you know her, it will be even easier."

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Wukong exhaled a breath of stale air and nodded: "Yes, yes! I will go find her, thank you, Grandma."

After resolving the urgent matter, Wukong looked at his grandfather with anticipation and asked, "Grandpa, are you resurrected now? Can you come back and live with me?"

Son Gohan smiled kindly.

"I have not been resurrected, Wukong. Do you see the halo above my head? I can only travel back and forth between the human and mortal realms for one day."

"Yes, it's all thanks to my abilities. I can freely travel between the underworld and the mortal realm. Son Gohan is a master I recruited from the underworld," the fortune teller said proudly at the opportune moment.

Goku blinked, then suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up: "Then, how about I use the Dragon Balls to revive you, Grandpa?"

"If I collect all seven Dragon Balls, I can bring you back to life, Grandpa."

"What are Dragon Balls?" Gohan was stunned.

Goku immediately explained the Dragon Balls to him, and even said that the four-star Dragon Ball that his grandfather had left behind was one of the Dragon Balls.

After hearing the explanation, Son Gohan smiled and shook his head: "So the bead I found has such a history. But Goku, you don't need to go to all that trouble. I'm living well in the underworld now, so you don't need to revive me."

He added in his mind: "There are many beautiful women to keep me company in the underworld every day. This is something that cannot be enjoyed in the human world."

"Oh, I see." Wukong smiled brightly.

Although his grandfather refused to be resurrected, he was not unhappy at all. For him, being able to see his grandfather again and knowing that his grandfather was doing well was something that made him very happy and satisfied.

"It's about time. I should return to the underworld. Goku, you must grow up to be a good young man." Son Gohan patted Goku's head and smiled kindly.

"Grandpa, are you leaving already?" Wukong asked, somewhat reluctantly.

"Yes, seeing how much you've grown, Grandpa can go back now with peace of mind." Son Gohan looked at Goku with affection.

Then he said to Master Roshi and Krillin, "Master, and Goku's friends, I'd like to ask you to take good care of my naughty grandson from now on."

Master Roshi looked at his disciple, who was about to pass away, with some emotion: "Take good care of yourself, hmm, although that sounds a bit strange."

Then he changed the subject: "By the way, before you leave, don't you want to see just how strong Goku is now?"

Son Gohan was stunned, then looked at Goku with some anticipation.

To be honest, he was really curious about just how strong Goku was now.

Master Roshi looked at Goku and said, "Goku, you held back a lot in your fight with your grandfather, didn't you? Don't you want to show him your full strength before he passes away?"

Goku blinked, then nodded emphatically: "Yes, yes! Of course I want to! Grandpa, and Master Roshi, you two better watch out."

Having said that, Wukong clenched his fist and channeled all his power.

"ha-!!!!"

With a low shout, white flames shot up from his body, and an incomparably powerful aura instantly spread out.

Upon sensing this astonishing aura, Master Roshi and Gohan's expressions changed, and they were so shocked that they almost ripped off their own beards.

What incredible power! Has Goku really become this strong?!

Master Roshi's hands trembled slightly, and cold sweat seeped out without him realizing it.

This aura has far surpassed his own, and even seems to be stronger than the former Piccolo!

Wukong is truly stronger than he imagined!

At the same time.

High in the sky, in a temple unknown and unreachable to mortals, the gods opened their eyes, casting a puzzled and surprised gaze down upon the mortal realm.

It possesses a righteous, peaceful, and incredibly powerful aura.

When did such a powerful martial artist appear among humankind?

After surging his power for a few seconds, Goku withdrew it and looked at Master Roshi and Gohan with a smile.

"Hehe, how's it going, Grandpa? Master Roshi, my power is pretty good, right?"

"Goku, Grandpa is much more at ease with you now, but you must remember that a person's strength is not just about physical power, but also about having a strong mind. Only then can you become an excellent martial artist." Son Gohan composed himself, stroking his beard as he earnestly instructed.

"Yes, yes! I understand, Grandpa." Wukong nodded seriously.

"Goku, you have completely graduated from my tutelage. There is nothing more I can teach you," Master Roshi said with emotion.

Wukong has grown to a point where he can no longer boss him around. From now on, Wukong should walk his own path. He believes that Wukong will definitely be able to forge his own way.

Klin, who was standing nearby, was filled with envy upon hearing this.

Waaah, why didn't I have the same experience as Goku? I also want to become as powerful as Goku.

Whoosh—!!

A golden cloud flew swiftly from the horizon, sweeping across mountains and rivers, and across forests and land at an astonishing speed.

"Hahaha! Somersault Cloud! I miss you so much!"

Wukong's excited and happy voice came from the clouds.

Wukong lay on the Somersault Cloud, his cheek pressed tightly against it, expressing his joy to this old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

After saying goodbye to his grandfather, Master Roshi, Krillin, and Baba the fortune teller, he embarked on his journey to West City alone, intending to find Bulma there.

He had originally planned to run there on his own two legs, but he suddenly remembered that he had an old friend, the Somersault Cloud, so he called out to it.

After nearly two years (the time spent training under Master Roshi and in the world of One Piece combined), he was overjoyed to see his old friend again.

"Go for it, somersault cloud! Hahahaha!!"

Wukong's excited and happy voice echoed throughout the world.

As if sensing Wukong's emotions, the Somersault Cloud accelerated once more, shooting straight into the distance like a golden lightning bolt.

After an unknown amount of time, a bustling metropolis appeared before Wukong's eyes.

"This should be the Western Capital."

Wukong jumped off the somersault cloud and entered this bustling metropolis filled with technology.

"Excuse me, this place—cough cough, you smell awful!"

Wukong strolled along the bustling street and grabbed a heavily made-up woman with red lips, intending to ask her a question, but was made to cough by the strong perfume she was wearing.

"Hmph! This is perfume! Don't you even know what perfume is, you ignorant brat?"

The woman with red lips rolled her eyes at Wukong and walked away with a huff, her alluring gait unbearable.

Wukong released his hand from his nose and finally felt that he could breathe normally again.

This time he learned his lesson. He kept twitching his nose, first sniffing around to see if there was any unusual smell. Only when everything seemed normal did he approach his target for questioning.

"Excuse me, sir, is this Xidu?"

The target of this interrogation was a middle-aged man over forty years old. Although he was walking hurriedly, as if he had something urgent to attend to, he stopped when he heard Wukong's voice.

"Yes, little one, have you gotten lost from your family?" the middle-aged man asked with concern.

"No, I came alone. I'm looking for someone named Bulma. Do you know where she lives?" Goku answered crisply.

"Bulma? I don't know."

The middle-aged man shook his head, and was about to take Wukong to find the police when a rapid ringing sound suddenly came from the briefcase in his arms.

His expression changed, and he said, "Little friend, if you want to find someone, just go find a policeman." Then he hurriedly left.

"Thank you, sir!"

Wukong thanked him as he walked away, and then began to observe the people hurrying by on the street.

"Police officer? What a strange name. Where am I supposed to find him?"

Wukong, who had never heard of this word before, mistook it for a person's name and muttered to himself while scratching his head.

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