Dragon Ball: Being able to revive means you're courting death? How naive!

Chapter 350 Sun Wukong Arrives on Earth

The group waited listlessly, while Klin twirled an aluminum can between his toes, the can making a soft scraping sound on the sole of his shoe.

Suddenly, with a flick of his ankle, the silver pot spun out, crashed against the stone wall, bounced back, and rolled to Vegeta's feet.

Vegeta lowered his eyes and stared at the jar, his brows furrowing slightly, his index finger unconsciously rubbing his wrist, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

Klin's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly waved his hand, a stiff smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, his cheek muscles twitching slightly: "Cough...this thing always hurts my feet..."

Before he could finish speaking, Vegeta let out a cold snort, his jawline tightened, and he glanced at Krillin with eyes that seemed to be filled with ice.

The blue-haired boy curled up on the stone steps, his fingertips lightly tapping the glass of his watch, his eyebrows furrowed, and his lips pressed into a line.

Suddenly he straightened up and said, "It's been three hours. Mr. Sun Wukong should be arriving soon."

Suddenly, Vegeta's back tensed up, and his brows furrowed even more deeply.

Shang Yun slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Bick's earlobes twitched slightly, his pupils reflected the faint light of the sky, his gaze suddenly froze, and he uttered two words with a gurgling sound: "Here they come."

Bulma's eyelashes fluttered suddenly, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and a relieved smile appeared on her lips: "What? Goku really came back? How come he said Goku would be back in three hours, and it's true!"

Son Gohan's eyes suddenly lit up, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on his lips: "It's Dad's ki... I can feel it!"

Son Gohan looked up at the sky, his fingertips unconsciously clenching his trouser leg, his eyes glistening with tears.

Klin took a deep breath, his Adam's apple bobbing, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Vegeta slowly clenched his fist behind his back, his knuckles turning white from the force, and tiny wisps of air leaking out from between his fingers. Yet, amidst the sound of the wind, he subtly curled the corners of his mouth, a smile that vanished in an instant.

A sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the horizon, piercing the clouds as it drew nearer.

Son Gohan suddenly looked up, his eyes shining like exploding sparks, and his fingertips gripped Shang Yun's sleeve, shaking it vigorously: "Dad's back!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a silver-blue streak of light streak across the sky, trailing a dazzling tail of flame as it broke through the atmosphere. The halo of light pressed lower and lower, revealing itself to be a disc-shaped spaceship, its outer shell gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the sunlight.

The whistling sound made our eardrums vibrate as the spaceship grazed overhead, the shockwave making our clothes flutter.

The next second, the spaceship crashed heavily onto the open ground a hundred meters away, the surface cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, and smoke and dust carrying rubble rose into the air, forming a gray-yellow column of smoke that blotted out the sun.

Shang Yun raised his hand to shield his eyes, but the air leaking from between his fingers instinctively protected Son Gohan and Bulma beside him.

With a sudden burst of energy, everyone pushed off the ground, their figures shooting into the air like arrows, flying towards the deep pit where smoke and dust were billowing.

Bulma stumbled after her for a couple of steps, her shoes slipping on the gravel: "Hey! Wait for me!"

The group hovered at the edge of the pit. Vegeta raised an eyebrow and looked at the silver-blue spaceship at the bottom of the pit. Krillin coughed twice, his fist pressed to his lips, and the smoke made him squint.

With the clicking sound of gears turning, the top hatch of the spaceship slowly opened in a petal shape, and a familiar feeling was revealed in the sound of metal friction.

When that figure leaped out of the hatch with his signature spiky curls, Gohan was the first to lose his temper. He screamed and jumped up, the sand kicked up by his shoes falling into the pit with a rustling sound.

"Yay! Great! Dad's home!"

At this moment, Sun Wukong was wearing a loose white long-sleeved shirt with the cuffs slightly rolled up for ease of movement. The fabric was soft and flowed with his movements, giving him a unique and agile appearance.

He wore a semi-slanted blue-black armor that slung across his left shoulder to his right waist, with the shoulder guards resting firmly on his left shoulder, showcasing a unique kind of fortitude.

A yellow and blue wristband was wrapped around Sun Wukong's wrist, with delicate patterns on it. Anyone who didn't know better would think it was some kind of high-tech equipment.

He wore orange pants, which Sun Wukong always loved, but this time he paired them with a pair of brand-new blue boots. The boots were made of a very durable material and reflected a faint cool light when he walked.

A white bandage was wrapped around his waist, with a belt slung diagonally over it, giving him a casual yet capable look.

Looking at Sun Wukong's outfit, Shang Yun thought, "Sun Wukong must be wearing the clothes from Planet Yadrat. It seems he has already learned teleportation."

"Yeah! That's great!"

"Wukong is finally back!"

Everyone cheered and jumped for joy.

Sun Wukong looked at everyone and asked in confusion, "Why are you all here?"

Cheers erupted from the crowd.

Sun Wukong leaped out of the deep pit, his fingertips brushing against the Milky Way pattern on the hem of his cloak. His gaze swept over the people at the edge of the pit, and his eyebrows rose in doubt: "How did you know I would land here?"

Bulma stepped forward, pointed at the blue-haired boy, and said, "This little brother told us, Goku. Is he your friend?"

Sun Wukong stared at the blue-haired boy, slowly lowered his body, and asked in confusion, "Who is he?"

Before she could finish speaking, Bulma's eyes widened: "You don't recognize him? But he's the one who told us your spaceship's orbital parameters!"

Sun Wukong rested his chin on his hand, his eyelashes casting dappled shadows in the setting sun: "Really? It's strange, actually. Frieza and his gang also arrived on Earth ahead of time by calculating the trajectory of my spaceship after they discovered it... By the way, what about Frieza? Did you defeat him? There's a very powerful ki among you!"

Goku walked past Bulma and looked at Shang Yun, asking, "Shang Yun, is that you?"

Shang Yun smiled and waved his hand, a gentle line appearing at the corner of his eye, his fingertips twirling in front of his chest: "I don't have that ability. It was this young man who dealt with Frieza and his gang."

Piccolo stood with his arms crossed, his green skin gleaming coldly in the twilight, his gaze sweeping over the blue-haired figure: "And, he can transform into a Super Saiyan just like you."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong's pupils flashed with astonishment, and his Adam's apple bobbed twice with excitement: "Huh? Super Saiyan?"

Sun Wukong stared at the blue-haired boy, his eyes filled with amazement, and his mouth stretched wide, revealing two rows of white teeth: "This is truly amazing! He's so young, yet he has such strength and can even transform into a Super Saiyan. It's really unexpected."

Before he could finish speaking, Vegeta suddenly stepped forward, his eyes gleaming coldly in the setting sun, his brows furrowed into sharp lines: "Impossible! There are no Saiyans left besides us, so he can't possibly become a Super Saiyan!"

Sun Wukong crossed his arms, a smile still lingering on his lips: "Never mind, as long as I know he's a Saiyan, that's enough."

Bulma said with a hint of reproach, "What do you mean 'forget it'? You're still as naive as ever!"

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head and said, "Huh? Is that so? Haha..."