Chapter 73: Whis
While Turles led Bulma to find her sister, Merus returned to his quarters after leaving the Galaxy King's office. He pulled a crystal ball from a cabinet and began calling out.
"Brother Whis! Brother Whis! Please respond if you receive this!"
The crystal ball flickered with light. Soon, a figure remarkably similar to Merus appeared within.
"Oh, Merus! What's wrong? Did you encounter some difficulty?"
A somewhat androgynous voice emanated from the crystal ball. It was Merus's brother—Whis, the angel of Universe Seven.
Seeing Whis appear, Merus asked eagerly, "Brother Whis, how did you train Lord Beerus initially? Do you have any training manuals or something similar?"
"Hm?" Hearing Merus's question, Whis paused briefly before covering his mouth and laughing teasingly. "Oh my! It seems our little brother Merus can't wait to complete his training and become a full angel!"
"Brother Whis, why are you acting like Sister Vados now? You just enjoy bullying me! Do you have one or not? I need it urgently!" Being mocked by Whis made Merus unhappy, and he took the opportunity to complain about Vados as well.
"Oh ho ho!" Not only did Whis ignore Merus's displeasure, he actually pressed his advantage—continuing to laugh even louder!
After laughing for quite some time, seeing Merus about to explode, Whis finally restrained his laughter and spoke. "Lord Beerus didn't need any training manual. I merely provided a few pointers. Everything else was the result of Lord Beerus's own efforts."
As he finished speaking, Whis's eyes unconsciously glanced at the still-napping purple cat beside him. He reached out to stroke the cat's smooth fur.
Merus naturally didn't see his brother's actions. Instead, his face fell in disappointment. "So Lord Beerus was a genius after all. I heard from the other brothers and sisters that Lord Beerus slept his way to becoming a Destroyer God. Good thing I didn't believe them!"
"Uh!" Watching his naive little brother, Whis's mouth twitched.
Left with no choice, Whis quickly changed the subject. "By the way, why do you need a training manual? And specifically for training Lord Beerus?"
"No-nothing special. Well, since you don't have one, I'll hang up now. Bye!" With that, Merus hastily ended the communication.
"What should I do? Brother Whis doesn't have one. Should I ask Sister Vados? But since Lord Champa and Lord Beerus are the same species, Lord Champa's talent probably isn't low either. In that case, Sister Vados might not have one either. What to do? Oh! I can ask Sister Kusu! Sister Kusu just became a full angel recently—she definitely has experience in this area!"
"Sister Kusu! Sister Kusu! Please respond if you receive this!"
Meanwhile, at the Destroyer God Realm.
Setting down his staff, Whis continued stroking the large cat while his expression turned contemplative.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, his hand clenched. When he came back to his senses, he discovered he now held a clump of purple fur. The sleeping Beerus remained completely oblivious, unaware his back now had a bald patch.
Seeing Beerus hadn't awakened, Whis first breathed a sigh of relief before quickly flicking his hand. The "evidence" vanished without a trace.
After disposing of the evidence, Whis picked up his staff again. He waved it over the magical orb, and Merus's image immediately appeared.
With a gentle turn of the staff, the image began rewinding. Soon, the scene of Turles becoming Merus's disciple appeared before Whis.
Another light tap, and the image instantly magnified. Turles and Merus's voices began playing.
"My name is Merus—I'm your teacher!"
"What?"
"What's wrong? Didn't you have Jaco tell me you wanted to become my disciple? I've agreed. Are you dissatisfied?"
"Turles greets his teacher!"
Watching this, Whis completely understood Merus's purpose.
Looking at Turles's figure in the image, Whis murmured softly, "However, this Turles..."
As he spoke, Whis turned his staff again. The magical orb displayed another image—this time of Turles.
As the image rewound, Turles's entire history unfolded before Whis. Training on Red Stone Planet, making wishes on Namek, making wishes on Earth, escaping Frieza's base and encountering Frieza—everything was laid bare before Whis's eyes, all the way back to the day Turles transmigrated.
The image stopped at the day Turles first transmigrated. Whis carefully observed the Turles in the image, now completely different from the original. He narrowed his eyes and said with sudden realization, "So that's how it is!"
Having discovered Turles's origins, Whis showed an interested expression. He was about to do something when he glanced at Beerus with his newly bald patch and sighed helplessly. He could only return to his work of adjusting planetary positions.
On Planet Mokka, Turles was telling the Elder about what he'd witnessed on Namek, completely unaware that the strongest being in this universe had examined his entire past—clearly and thoroughly.
"So Deru has decided to remain on Namek?" After hearing Turles's account, the Elder sought confirmation.
Turles nodded.
"That's good. Being able to stay beside the Grand Elder isn't a bad thing." The Elder sighed with emotion.
Turles looked at the Elder questioningly. "From your tone, Elder, it seems you don't plan to return to Namek?"
The Elder shook his head. "We won't return. We've lived our entire lives on Planet Mokka. This is also our home. Having Deru return is enough."
Blu, standing guard nearby, also smiled. "That's right. Planet Mokka is our home too. We can return later if the opportunity arises."
Seeing this, Turles couldn't press further and changed the subject.
After some hesitation, Turles finally spoke. "The thing is, I once obtained a seed by chance. This seed would be very helpful to me, but its growth requirements are quite harsh. So I'd like to ask if the Elder could select a clansman to accompany me to Red Stone Planet and help me cultivate this seed."
"Oh? What kind of seed? Can you tell us about it?" The Elder was somewhat curious. Blu and the others also looked over.
Turles pulled out the Spirit Tree seed while explaining the conditions for its growth.
Hearing for the first time about a seed requiring an entire life-bearing planet to sustain it, the Elder was greatly alarmed. At the same time, he felt some admiration for Turles—not everyone could restrain the greed in their hearts.
But the Elder was puzzled. If the Spirit Tree seed was so dangerous, why did Turles still want to plant it on Red Stone Planet? And why did he need them to select a clansman to help?
Seeing this, Turles explained the reason.
It turned out that on Namek, the Grand Elder had mentioned a method for safely planting Spirit Tree seeds—suppressing the seed's growth rate.
The Grand Elder explained that Spirit Trees required entire life-bearing planets because they grew too quickly in the mortal realm. If sustained by divine ki from the realm of gods, it would be better—divine ki was higher quality than natural life energy and could easily satisfy the Spirit Tree's needs.
But if using life energy from mortal planets, the quantity needed was enormous. So the Grand Elder suggested that as long as the Spirit Tree's growth could be suppressed, allowing it to grow like ordinary plants, it could meet its energy requirements.
Because a life-bearing planet's energy wasn't static. As long as not too much energy was extracted at once, that portion could actually recover.
Moreover, a life-bearing planet's energy was related to the quality of life on it. When a planet had many powerful beings, its life energy would be far higher than ordinary planets.
So as long as the Spirit Tree seed's growth rate was properly suppressed, planting it on Red Stone Planet would be no problem. This just required Namekian assistance.
"You're saying healer-type Namekians can suppress the Spirit Tree seed's growth?"
"Exactly! The Grand Elder said healer-type Namekians achieve such obvious healing effects because they can stimulate hidden life energy within living beings. So if healer-type Namekians work in reverse, they can suppress life energy."
Actually, when Turles first heard the Grand Elder say this, his immediate thought was of the North Kai's Spirit Bomb.
The Spirit Bomb was created by those pure of heart borrowing a little life energy from all living things, condensing it into a massive energy sphere to attack opponents.
The Spirit Tree was more domineering—directly extracting life energy for growth.
These two shared common principles, which is why Turles thought of the North Kai's Spirit Bomb after the Grand Elder explained the method.
Unfortunately, whether because Turles wasn't pure of heart or because there was some trick to it, Turles hadn't been able to recreate the Spirit Bomb technique.
'I wonder if Goku has reached King Kai's planet yet? Has he learned the Kaio-ken and Spirit Bomb?' Turles mused mentally.
At that moment, on King Kai's planet.
The Goku Turles was thinking about was still chasing a red grasshopper with a hammer, trying to strike it.
Just as Turles thought of him, Goku—about to catch Gregory—suddenly sneezed. Gregory seized the opportunity and escaped from Goku's grasp once again.
"Nah nah nah! Stupid! You can't even catch Lord Gregory—don't dream about learning from Lord King Kai!"
Goku didn't mind. His eyes turned, his body suddenly accelerated in a sneak attack, and he struck Gregory directly.
"Hehe, I did it!" Goku looked at the stunned Gregory with a smug expression.
Meanwhile, Turles naturally couldn't guess Goku's situation. He and the Elder were still conversing.
"Turles, since even the Grand Elder said so, we're naturally willing to help you. But currently on Planet Mokka, the only healer-type Namekians are two youngsters, Cura and Kura, who aren't yet adults. I'm afraid they won't meet your requirements!"
The Elder's words drew Turles's attention back. After hearing this, Turles shook his head with a smile.
"It's fine. The Grand Elder said that with two people, there's absolutely no problem. This is actually what I found somewhat difficult."
Turles naturally had confidence before discussing this with the Elder. The two youngsters Deru had rescued were his targets.
Turles had been eyeing these two youngsters for quite some time. Though Red Stone Planet's medical pods were effective, compared to healer-type Namekians' treatment effects, they still fell short.
Since Turles put it this way, the Elder couldn't refuse further. After all, Turles had helped them greatly. Moreover, the Grand Elder valued this person so highly—befriending Turles was beneficial for the Namekians on Planet Mokka.
Seeing the Elder agree, Turles brightened and solemnly promised, "Elder, rest assured. The two youngsters will absolutely come to no harm on Red Stone Planet. Moreover, after the Spirit Tree bears fruit, I can promise to save a portion for the Namekians."
Hearing Turles's promise, the last of the Elder's reservations completely vanished. Though his mouth said it wasn't necessary, the smile on his face couldn't be concealed.
"Turles, aren't we leaving yet?"
Just as Turles and the Elder were conversing pleasantly, Tights's voice called from the distance.
Turles gave the Elder an apologetic smile and helplessly stood to walk over.
Tights had been met at Galaxy Patrol headquarters. Hearing Bulma had been staying on Red Stone Planet, she'd immediately decided to leave with Bulma. Moreover, she kept intentionally or unintentionally preventing Turles and Bulma from being alone together.
Turles felt somewhat helpless about this, but facing his future sister-in-law, he couldn't say much. He could only let Tights "run wild."
Walking up to Tights, Turles didn't look at her. Instead, he addressed Bulma. "Once we pick up the two youngsters, we can leave."
"Hey! Turles, can't you see such a beautiful woman standing here?" Tights felt dissatisfied and shouted from the side.
Watching Bulma cover her mouth and laugh, Turles rolled his eyes at her. After turning around, his expression had already shifted to a brilliant smile as he spoke exaggeratedly. "How could that be? How could anyone fail to notice Lady Tights's charm?"
"Hmph! That's more like it!"
Tights snorted proudly and let Turles off the hook. She wasn't a brainless young girl. Though she was somewhat displeased that Turles had gotten involved with her younger sister, since Bulma was willing, she couldn't say much. She was just expressing slight displeasure to make Turles value Bulma more.
Seeing Tights let him go, Turles breathed a sigh of relief. He understood Tights's little schemes perfectly.
Turles had experienced these things in his past life. Though he understood, being targeted like this would make anyone unhappy. Fortunately, Tights knew her limits.
Setting aside these unpleasant matters, Blu soon brought over the two youngsters Cura and Kura. Upon landing, he punched Turles jokingly. "Turles, do you have a grudge against us or something? Every time you visit, you take away our clansmen!"
Turles laughed awkwardly and returned Blu's punch, joking similarly. "How about you come with me too?"
"Hahaha! I'll pass on that. I'm afraid you'd sell me and I'd help you count the money!"
"Hehe, then you'd better be careful. Maybe one day I'll just kidnap you."
The two exchanged barbs for a bit before finally sharing a smile and embracing.
"Take care!"
"Take care!"
Returning to Red Stone Planet, Turles brought Bulma and the two youngsters to an open area to plant the Spirit Tree seed.
"Kura, Cura—do you both clearly understand everything I explained?"
Turles looked at the two youngsters one final time, asking seriously.
Kura and Cura swallowed nervously before nodding.
Seeing this, Bulma tugged at Turles disapprovingly. "Turles, you're scaring them. Kura and Cura have already practiced many times. There's definitely no problem. Besides, you're here too, aren't you?"
Many species were adorable when young, and Namekians were no exception. Seeing the two youngsters frightened by Turles, Bulma's maternal instincts surged. She pulled them over to comfort them.
Seeing this, Turles scratched his hair and smiled awkwardly at Bulma. "I'm just nervous. After all, there's only one Spirit Tree seed!"
Hearing this, Bulma said nothing. She simply continued soothing Kura and Cura's nerves.
Once they'd completely calmed down, Turles pulled out the Spirit Tree seed and handed it to Kura, speaking seriously. "Go ahead confidently. I believe you're excellent!"
Pumped up by Turles's encouragement, Kura and Cura grew excited and nodded vigorously.
After speaking, Turles stepped back. He immediately saw Bulma looking at him with disdain, which made him laugh sheepishly.
Bulma rolled her eyes, ignored Turles, and turned to watch Kura and Cura.
Having gotten nowhere, Turles dropped the smile from his face, grew serious, and also watched Kura and Cura.
Kura clutched the Spirit Tree seed in his hands. He and Cura exchanged glances before they began.
Cura extended both hands, casting his healing technique on the seed. But this time, instead of green light, his hands emitted a gray glow.
As Cura acted, the Spirit Tree seed began floating up from Kura's hands. Seeing this, Kura immediately followed with the same healing technique.
Two beams of gray light fell on the Spirit Tree seed. The seed's golden surface gradually dimmed. Soon only a few golden veins remained—everything else had turned brown.
Seeing this, Turles clenched his fists, his heart surging with excitement.
When Kura and Cura lowered their hands, both immediately collapsed to the ground in exhaustion. The Spirit Tree seed floating in midair slowly descended.
Turles stepped forward in a single stride, catching the falling seed. Seeing both youngsters drenched in sweat, he spoke gently. "You've worked hard, Kura and Cura!"
Kura and Cura no longer had strength to respond to Turles. They simply showed him a smile before completely losing consciousness.
Bulma quickly walked to them. After carefully examining their condition, she finally relaxed and nodded at Turles.
Seeing the two were fine, Turles also relaxed. He turned his attention to the Spirit Tree seed in his hand!
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