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

Chapter 358 Cultivation in Progress

In the steaming heat of the kitchen, Qiqi suddenly flipped over the wooden pot lid, and scalding white steam shot up to the roof beams.

The veins on her forehead throbbed, and her knuckles gripping the spatula were white as bone, just like when she confronted Piccolo: "You make it sound nice, but Goku, you don't even have a job yet. How are you going to take care of Gohan?"

Sun Wukong shrank back, instinctively raising his hand to protect his head.

Chi-Chi strode up to him and slammed the wooden pot lid onto the stove with a loud bang, making the ceramic bowls in the cupboard vibrate loudly. "Look at your conscience! Since we got married, have you earned a single penny for the family? Ah, if it weren't for the wedding gift Shang Yun gave us, our whole family would be starving right now! Not to mention preparing so many study materials for Gohan and hiring a tutor!"

Sun Wukong scratched his head, bared his tiger teeth, and forced a fawning smile: "Don't be like that, Qiqi. Now is not the time to bring up old grievances. Besides, didn't Shang Yun give us a lot of money?"

These words were like a spark falling into a powder keg.

Qiqi grabbed a bamboo broom from the corner of the wall and slammed it against the wall with a "smack," splattering dirt and dust. The bamboo stick at the broom's head exploded like fireworks: "Shang Yun gave it to me, but what about what you gave me?"

Qiqi pressed on relentlessly, cornering Sun Wukong against the wall, the broom tip almost poking into his nose. "As a father and a husband, you haven't earned a single penny for the family. Aren't you ashamed? You're even interfering with your child's studies. Do you think you're a qualified father?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his eyes filled with anxiety and helplessness: "But we really need Gohan's power! Gohan might affect the outcome of the battle!"

Before she could finish speaking, Qiqi suddenly kicked over the stool next to her, the wooden furniture scraping against the ground with a screeching sound.

The veins on her neck bulged, her eyes blazing with fury. She grabbed a bamboo broom and slammed it onto the table, making the dishes rattle. "No! Absolutely not! No matter what! I won't agree to that!"

Goku took a deep breath, spread his hands, and tried to make his tone sound more earnest: "So, Chi-Chi, do you think the safety of Earth is more important than Gohan's studies? Is that right?"

Chi-Chi's chest heaved violently, her cheeks flushed red. Suddenly, she grabbed a dishcloth from the stove and slammed it to the ground, roaring hoarsely, "Yes! You're right! Even if other people's houses are burned to ashes by the Flaming Mountain, what does it have to do with me? For me, Gohan's homework is the most important thing in the world!"

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing his signature goofy smile, and waved his hand dismissively: "Hey Qiqi, why are you joking?"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong stretched out his palm, as big as a palm leaf fan, and tried to gently pat his wife's shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the brute strength he had cultivated over the years was something that ordinary people could not withstand. With this palm strike, Qiqi flew backward like a kite with a broken string!

With a loud "boom," a hole as tall as a person was smashed into the wall, and wood chips flew everywhere.

Shang Yun, who was eavesdropping from a distance outside the house, suddenly narrowed his eyes and disappeared. Just as Qi Qi was about to crash into a large tree in the distance, he crossed his arms and forcefully blocked the impact.

Kiki bumped into his strong arm, and the hem of her skirt swept a few withered leaves off the branches.

The moment the wooden hut was suddenly pierced through, Sun Wukong's smile froze on his face. He and Sun Wukong burst out of the hole almost simultaneously, their straw sandals leaving two deep marks on the muddy ground.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, Qiqi!"

Sun Wukong hunched over, his head almost touching his knees, his hands clasped together in a continuous bowing motion, large beads of sweat pattering onto his straw sandals.

"I forgot that I had become too strong, so I couldn't control my strength for a moment!"

Sun Wukong looked like a child who had made a mistake, bowing after each word: "I'm sorry, Qiqi, I'm so sorry!"

Shang Yun bit the inside of her cheek, forcing back her laughter, and hurriedly pulled a bandage from her bag.

While wiping the scratches on Qiqi's forehead, he stole glances at Sun Wukong's comical posture of bowing at a ninety-degree angle, the guy's head almost burying itself in the mud.

"I'm so... I'm so sorry... Kiki, I really didn't mean to!"

Sun Wukong was still apologizing like a broken record, even his canine teeth were trembling as he spoke.

Taking advantage of the moment, Shang Yun pressed down on Chi-Chi's still trembling shoulders, his expression suddenly turning serious: "Chi-Chi, if Earth disappears, then Gohan's academic achievements will be useless. We must first ensure humanity's survival."

Kiki kept her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes casting trembling shadows beneath them.

She abruptly pushed Shang Yun's hand away, her hair disheveled and falling over her shoulders: "Forget it! Anyway, it's always us women who get hurt!"

After taking a couple of deep breaths like a broken bellows, Qiqi suddenly opened her eyes and shot out two beams of cold light.

"You only have three years! After three years, no one is allowed to interfere with Gohan's studies!"

Upon hearing Qiqi agree, Shang Yun first sighed heavily, then breathed a long sigh of relief, finally putting his mind at ease.

Gohan jumped into the air in excitement, and Goku picked Chi-Chi up and spun her around several times in the air.

The father and son cheered at the top of their lungs.

"That's wonderful! Kiki, you're so kind, you're just too kind!"

"Mom! You're amazing, Mom!"

Qiqi's face was flushed from all the commotion, and she was still grumbling, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

Shang Yun quietly left the room, gently closing the door behind him, leaving this warm and lively moment to the Sun family.

He hurried along and arrived at the old locust tree outside the house. Bick was leaning against the tree trunk with his arms crossed, staring intently at Shang Yun.

The moment their eyes met, Shang Yun could no longer hold back and burst out laughing. She then laughed so hard she was doubled over, clutching her stomach and unable to straighten up.

Piccolo shrugged helplessly, muttering, "So even a Super Saiyan, the strongest warrior in the universe, has a weakness: being afraid of his wife."

These words made Shang Yun laugh even harder, his laughter startling the birds on the branches and carrying far through the mountains and forests.

Upon learning that androids would appear in three years, everyone began special training, hoping to protect Earth during this catastrophe.

Sun Wukong knew that time was of the essence, but he did not forget what Chi-Chi had told him. Every day, he carried a large bag full of food and hurried between various training grounds.

Sun Wukong added a heavy burden to himself, and even though his body was slightly bent under the weight, he still ran very fast.

He traversed the mountains and rivers, sometimes soaring through the clouds, sometimes running at breakneck speed, all to deliver hot meals to his companions on time.

Whenever he passed by the place where Piccolo and Sangyun were training, he would stop and exchange a few blows with Piccolo. During their sparring, the wind from their punches would howl, making the surrounding trees rustle.