Dragon Ball Roshi

Taro paid no attention to the shock of the two people in the temple. Holding the spherical flying device in one hand, he crouched on the back of the Phoenix. His Ki surged, tightly linking him to the bird. The immense power flowed continuously between them, man and bird.

Boom!

The Immortal Phoenix flapped its wings and shot up from the high temple, instantly breaking through the temple's barrier. Carrying Taro, its wings spread wide like two sharp blades, slicing through the air.

"Ahhh—"

The Phoenix let out a triumphant cry, flying past a slender cylindrical structure extending below the temple — the red Ruyi Stick, which connected the human world to the temple. Whoosh! The Phoenix tore through the clouds, and with another flap of its wings, the Kailin Tower's palace was barely visible below.

Taro's mind stirred. He crouched on the Immortal Phoenix's back and glanced at the spherical flying device in his hand. Patting the Phoenix's red feathers, he pushed off with his legs and leaped into the air. His body stretched in flight, and then his right arm bulged with muscle as he gripped the spherical device. Boom! White Ki spread from his palm, enveloping the device.

In his spiritual perception, hundreds of dark, evil energies appeared as clear as lights in the night.

Taro's vast spiritual power instantly calculated a path.

He hurled the spherical flying device with great force!

Whoosh—

The ear-piercing sound of the device tearing through the air was like violently ripping a piece of paper. The spherical device created shockwaves, transforming into a meteor, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

Taro followed the momentum and fell into the Korin Tower's palace. The Phoenix followed behind, spreading its wings and landing on the tower's railing.

When Master Korin saw Taro's entrance, he was momentarily stunned.

One hundred years ago, a young man, ragged and barefoot, carrying an electric rice cooker, had climbed the Korin Tower with his disciple, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers. The image of that young man seemed to merge with the Taro who now stood before him.

"Hello, I am Taro, disciple of Mutaito." The young man who had spoken those words, Master Korin instantly saw in his eyes the great courage, perseverance, and ambition hidden deep within.

"I'm sure the Master has recognized it. This is the rice cooker that seals King Piccolo." If anything went wrong and King Piccolo was released, it would be a death sentence — a crime that would bring destruction to the world. Without hesitation, Taro had done it himself, never allowing his disciple to touch the cooker.

"I'm sure the Master knows what to do. Is there a test I need to pass?" "I see. I think I'll give it a try." Back then, when Taro closed and opened his eyes, Master Korin could sense an aura of "sky-like tranquility and lightning-like speed" from him.

Now, the young man in rags was gone. The person walking toward Master Korin was a figure who still appeared young, but with an aura as profound as the depths of the sea — a grandmaster of martial arts.

Taro smiled faintly. "It's been a long time, Korin."

"Indeed, it's been quite a few decades, hasn't it? I never imagined that all these years later, you'd not only surpass Mutaito, surpass Piccolo, but you've far surpassed... everyone in this world, Taro," Korin said, leaning on his wooden staff and sighing in awe.

"Oh?" Taro raised an eyebrow, mildly surprised, and said with a half-smile, "Did Korin not notice the person who just came down from the temple? Their aura is not weak."

Master Korin chuckled, "Don't try to fool me. That person is strong, but... still far weaker than you." He shook his head. "I bet you haven't..." he raised his staff and pointed upward. "shown your true strength in front of that person, have you?"

Taro laughed heartily and nodded. "Seems like Korin is hiding quite a bit."

Korin gave a sly laugh, swaying slightly as he walked back.

Taro watched the old white cat in front of him, deep in thought.

In the original series, during the Cell arc, when Son Goku and his son came out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, they didn't seek out Piccolo who had merged with Kami, but instead went to ask Korin to compare their strength against Cell's.

"Well then, the crisis in the human world is at hand, and you're not out there slaying demons. What do you need from me?" Master Korin turned to ask.

Taro turned his head and looked at the sky outside the tower, speaking softly. "I wanted to ask you, what do you think of those two auras? The one Kami brought to help, can he handle it?"

Korin's expression grew serious as he shook his head. "Hard to say... but I have a feeling that person defeating those two demons won't be so simple, because those two's auras..."

"Are too identical, right?" Taro said.

"Exactly, too identical." Korin frowned deeply. "It's almost like they're the same person, and their strength... seems almost perfectly matched. This is quite unusual..."

Taro nodded.

"Also, you must have sensed it, right? Piccolo's seal was broken, and he's been released... What are you going to do about it? If you kill him, Kami will die as well," Korin remarked.

"I won't kill him, for now\... I'll keep him alive. He'll still be useful later." Taro squinted and shook his head.

Korin hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't say anything.

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Taro's thrown the spherical spacecraft sped through the air like a blazing fireball, traveling thousands of miles in an instant, unstoppable in its momentum!

A demon warrior had just wiped out an entire human village. He flew in the air, laughing arrogantly. Killing, killing humans—it was truly... delightful.

A wave of heat vaguely emanated from behind him.

The demon warrior sensed something was off and was about to turn around to look…

Boom!

A flash of fire, like a meteor falling from the sky, directly smashed his head and upper body to pieces. Charred flesh, purple demon blood, and internal organs rained down... The demon warrior's consciousness lingered in confusion for a moment before he died.

Boom!

The spherical spacecraft ruthlessly crashed into a demon, maintaining its momentum without any decrease. It continued to soar, leaving the land behind and flying over the sea. Like a streak of light, it crossed the vast ocean, locking onto... an evil aura on an island.

"Hm?" A demon warrior on the island, who had been flapping his wings in search of someone, sensed something was wrong. He turned to look… and was engulfed by a beam of light. With a resounding "boom," the spherical spacecraft, along with the demon warrior, crashed into the island, creating a massive crater with a hundred-meter diameter.

At the center of the crater, beneath the spherical spacecraft, the demon warrior... was reduced to a pile of charred remains, dead beyond recovery.

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Meanwhile, in the ruins of the Earth's capital city...

In the largely destroyed palace, a royal maid carrying a bottle of wine walked up to the Black Demon King seated on his throne. The maid trembled as she approached, growing more fearful with each step. Suddenly, her hand shook, spilling the wine. Her face went pale with fear.

The Black Demon King flashed a cruel smile, about to casually kill the human, but then froze. "Did... a demon die?" He suddenly stood up, his eyes burning with malice. "Is it you? Finally couldn't resist coming out... human!"

In his mind, only the human who had nearly killed the Red Demon Queen with a sneak attack could have possibly killed the elite demons he had brought. The reason for sending the 400 demon warriors to spread out, searching for someone with portraits, was secondary. The real purpose had been to use these demons as "bait."

Just then, a thunderous shout echoed from outside the palace:

"All demons inside... come out!!"

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At this moment, Kami, Korin, the fortune-teller and former Kami, all turned their attention to this place. Whether through the Lookout overlooking ability, the water jar in Korin Tower, or the crystal ball magic... all eyes were fixed on this location. This battle would determine the fate of Earth.

Meanwhile, Taro had already bid farewell to Korin and left his tower, riding on the Phoenix toward the Muten school dojo in Sayuan City.

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