Chapter 3: Saiyan Bloodline
Invisible killing intent spread outward. Franklin swung his arm again—blood splattered everywhere. Sensing even the slightest threat to his life, young Goku looked at Franklin in fear.
"I'm from Blue Star too… from Neon Nation on Blue Star… My name is—"
Before he could finish speaking, Franklin's brow had already furrowed. At this point, he no longer felt any psychological burden about striking. The hatred buried deep in his bloodline also made him think of a way to deal with the young Goku before him.
As the Dimensional Heavenly Tome before him opened, the basic state of the Guardian Sword was revealed.
Guardian Sword (White · Supreme) (Upgradeable)
Growth: 0%
Origin: Spirit Continent
Race: Sword Spirit
Equipment Requirement: 100% Soul Compatibility
Soul Compatibility: 100%
Combat Power: 5–100 (Exact value determined by user's combat power and compatibility)
Skills: None
Description: The king of the Sword Spirit Continent, who bows to no one. It suffered heavy damage for unknown reasons and has now been reduced to a piece of scrap metal.
Rating: 10 (Maximum rating for white-grade weapons)
The Guardian Sword instantly appeared in Franklin's hand. Without hesitation, he thrust the blade straight toward young Goku's back. At that moment, a pebble flew out of nowhere and deflected the strike.
The sword spun from Franklin's grasp and grazed across young Goku's skull, slicing open a fissure that reached his brain. Goku's weakened, pained scream echoed out.
Franklin didn't even look at the sword. He grabbed Goku and slammed his head hard against a sharp rock—once, twice, three times. With his tail snapping off, the screams abruptly ceased. Blood mixed with white matter oozed out, and a stream of black smoke seeped from the crack in Goku's skull.
In the next instant, the discarded Guardian Sword flew back on its own. As it passed through the black smoke, it absorbed every last wisp of it.
[Guardian Sword has absorbed a soul substance containing special power. Growth increased by 80%.]
[Mission complete]
[Reward: Saiyan Bloodline. Claim it?]
[Yes][No]
[Mission complete. Returning to the Treeborn World in 10 seconds]
[10… 9… 8…]
Reading the text floating before his eyes, Franklin immediately grew vigilant, scanning his surroundings to guard against another sneak attack. But no more stones came—only the aged voice of Son Gohan echoed nearby.
"Goku… Goku, where are you?"
Glancing at the three-second countdown, Franklin hesitated for a moment before punching a tree to send out a warning sound. As white light enveloped him, an old man appeared at the edge of his vision just before he vanished.
Back in his room, Franklin quickly checked the time. Once he confirmed that he hadn't been gone long, he chose to claim the reward.
Pain exploded throughout his body instantly. All the internal injuries and external wounds erupted at once. Franklin screamed and coughed up a mouthful of blood before losing consciousness.
He didn't know how much time had passed. When he awoke, he found himself inside a transparent glass tube—outside was Ryōko Mikado's underground laboratory.
Feeling that his injuries had not only fully healed but that his body was now brimming with unprecedented power, Franklin hurriedly opened the Dimensional Heavenly Tome to check his status.
Name: Franklin
Age: 19/95
Race: Human (Saiyan)
Bloodline: Saiyan Bloodline (Upgradeable)
Drawback: Under the full moon, you may transform into a Saiyan Great Ape under the influence of a special power, losing all reason.
If combat power is below 100: 10× boost
Below 1,000: 2× boost
Below 10,000: 80% boost
Below 100,000: 60% boost
(Further bloodline upgrades will change these values)
Body Cultivation: Body Tempering – Stage Seven
Spiritual Qi Cultivation: Qi Refining – Stage Two
Technique: Space Overlord Art (Incomplete)
Spells: None
Talent: Dimensional Heavenly Tome
Dimensional Heavenly Tome: [Dimensional Summon][Dimensional Travel][Dimensional Space][Guardian Sword][Mission Tab]
Combat Power: 35
[Combat power is for reference only. Actual strength may vary based on skill, talent, spells, and abilities. Judgment is up to the talent holder.]
No sooner had he finished reading the basic information than the liquid around him rapidly drained away, and the glass tube quickly retracted. In the next second, Franklin dropped to the ground. After a few violent coughs, a large amount of fluid was expelled from his lungs.
A towel was tossed toward him, followed by a voice: "Awake? What the hell happened? How did you end up so badly injured?"
Ryōko Mikado, wearing a white lab coat and looking deeply worried, approached him. After wrapping himself up, Franklin sighed. "Got into a fight with a Saiyan. I remember bringing that tail back with me too."
Crossing her legs and sitting on the lab bench, Ryōko operated a console, revealing a tail soaking in an unknown solution.
"I had my suspicions, but I still don't understand how you came across a race that's already gone extinct. And not only that—I extracted traces of the same bloodline from your blood as the owner of this tail. What on earth happened?"
Franklin's parents had mysteriously disappeared when he was ten. Despite investigating, he'd found nothing. Ryōko, his adoptive older sister who had taken care of him and his younger sister since childhood, had always been like a mother to him.
He didn't hide anything now. "I awakened a strange talent—it pushes me to constantly grow stronger and even lets me travel to other worlds.
"I guess I'll be dealing with this kind of thing a lot from now on. I'll have to trouble you to make more healing potions, Ryōko-nee."
Ryōko frowned, but swallowed the words of concern that came to her lips. "There's no way to avoid it?"
Franklin shook his head helplessly. "At least not now. Maybe as I get stronger, I'll be able to control it better."
Ryōko turned her back to him, leaving only her silhouette facing him.
"You've been unconscious for a day. Mikan saved some dinner for you—eat and get some rest. I'll see if I can help purify the Saiyan bloodline a bit. Otherwise, if you accidentally see a full moon and turn into an uncontrollable giant ape, it could be dangerous."
Franklin said nothing more. He gave a slight nod and headed straight for the elevator leading back to the surface.
"Ryōko-nee, Brother Frank… What exactly are you two trying to do? Why did you just disappear like that…"
When the elevator reached the backyard, Mikan was sitting on the tatami, gazing outside. As soon as she saw Franklin step out, she rushed over, looking worried.
"Big bro, what happened this morning? I was only gone for a little while, and you were already so badly injured you almost died. Was it because of that strange dream again?"
Rubbing Mikan's small head, Franklin smiled gently. "It's related, but not by much. I'm fine, Mikan, so don't worry. And even if I get hurt, Ryōko-nee can heal me—her medical skills are amazing. Oh, and I heard she said you saved me some dinner. I haven't eaten all day and I'm starving. I'm sure I'll recover faster if I get to eat your cooking."
"Big bro, I might be an elementary schooler, but I'm not stupid. That attempt to change the subject was way too clumsy. If you don't want to talk about it, fine. Dinner will take a bit—I need to reheat it."
After dinner, Franklin went straight to the bathroom. His injuries had healed, but his body was still coated in strange fluids. As he soaked himself in the bathtub, an overwhelming sense of relaxation washed over him.
But before he could unwind, bubbles churned in the water and mist began to gather before his eyes. Franklin quickly stood up, confused by the bizarre scene unfolding before him.
Suddenly, a pink, graceful figure appeared out of nowhere. Franklin's reflexively outstretched hands were met with a pair of soft mounds.
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