To extinguish the flames of Frypan Mountain, Goku and Chi-Chi went to find Turtle Hermit.
Riding the Flying Nimbus, the two quickly reached Turtle Hermit's small island. After some discussion, Goku successfully invited Turtle Hermit to Frypan Mountain.
"Master Wu Tian, long time no see!"
Ox-King strode heavily toward Turtle Hermit and knocked his head loudly several times on the ground.
Turtle Hermit tapped his cane, his dark sunglasses flashing briefly as he said to Ox-King: "Ox-King, your reputation is quite poor!"
"I heard you've killed many people to protect your treasure, is that true?"
Ox-King didn't dare lift his head and hurriedly admitted, answering honestly:
"Master speaks truth. This disciple feels deeply ashamed for being driven by greed."
"But I'll change from now on. If we can extinguish the flames, I don't mind giving up the treasure."Looking at the scene before him, Oolong exclaimed in surprise, "Amazing! Even Ox-King has to apologize to this old man."
Tang En, however, wasn't surprised at all. After all, he knew better than anyone how formidable the Turtle Hermit was—absolutely top-tier before Piccolo emerged.
At this moment, after hearing Ox-King's words, the Turtle Hermit clasped his hands behind his back and slowly said:
"Forget it. It would be too wasteful to throw away what we've worked so hard to collect."
"But if you can't even handle a little fire like this by yourself, you're truly useless!"
Before anyone could react, the Turtle Hermit suddenly leaned in close to Bulma, shedding his image as a venerable master and adopting a lecherous expression:
"Yo-ho-ho-ho, Miss Bulma, you've become even sexier after just a few days! If only..."
Tang En could only sigh helplessly. Since they needed the old man's help now, he had no choice but to lean in and hand a capsule to the Turtle Hermit, whispering secretly:
"Master Wu Tian, I prepared this especially for you. It's absolutely top quality..."
The Turtle Hermit listened with great interest, unceremoniously accepting the Capsule Corp. item. Then he looked at Tang En and adjusted his sunglasses: "Young man, you've got quite the scheming mind."
"Sometimes the more you want something, the further it slips away. Why not open your heart? The world is still full of beauty!"
After secretly exchanging a few more words with Tang En, the Turtle Hermit sidled away, his walk as eccentric as ever.
Watching him, Tang En felt moved.
After this personal interaction, Tang En realized that this seemingly perverted old man was truly unfathomable.
After all, someone who had lived for centuries could clearly sense the differences between him and his companions.
It was natural for Tang En's state of mind to be somewhat complicated. Anyone who knew about the future dangers of the Dragon Balls would inevitably show some reaction.
Still, Tang En smiled faintly and murmured to himself:
"Master Wu Tian, the biggest difference between me and the others is that all my actions have purpose."
"I may not have Goku's pure heart, but what I'm doing now is what everyone will need to do later."
"I don't want to be mediocre either. I look forward to your guidance in the future!"
At this point, the Turtle Hermit removed the shell from his back and loosened his clothes, revealing his scrawny body.
His ribs were clearly visible through his chest, looking as if a strong breeze could knock him over.
"Alright, here I go!"
The Turtle Hermit took a few steps forward, exhaled deeply, and raised both arms.
Everyone held their breath, watching the God of Martial Arts before them.
"Oh, by the way... don't I look sexy?"
The Turtle Hermit suddenly turned his head and asked this question.
Everyone collapsed in disbelief!
Bulma couldn't help doubting whether the old man was serious. With a dark expression, she turned to Tang En:
"Is he really the God of Martial Arts?"
Tang En was speechless as he watched the old man struggle to climb onto a one-meter-high wall.
"Just wait and see. Master Wu Tian... truly has the bearing of a master."
Before he could finish speaking, the Turtle Hermit suddenly let out a mighty shout that startled everyone.
Immediately, his muscles bulged explosively—first his arms, then his legs, chest, and neck all rapidly expanded.
Soon, veins protruded across his skin as his height more than doubled!
Seizing the opportunity, Tang En pressed his Power Level Detector. The numbers rapidly climbed from 50 before stabilizing around 100.
Tang En paused in surprise. He remembered the Turtle Hermit's power level was a full 139—and that was without using his Energy.However, this was the power level during Raditz's era. There was still a long time until then, so Turtle Hermit's current data was actually normal, representing his full strength after a Ki Burst.
At this moment, Turtle Hermit was enveloped in waves of white light. He then clasped his hands together and performed a series of hand seals.
Gradually, he brought his hands together and moved them behind his back.
"It's here! Master Turtle Hermit's Kamehameha!"
Ox-King watched excitedly from the side, his face filled with admiration as he gazed at Turtle Hermit.
Ka...me...ha...me...
HA!!!
After charging up, a dazzling white light erupted. Turtle Hermit thrust his hands forward, releasing a massive energy wave that sent out a scorching gust of wind. Dust swirled into the air, momentarily shrouding everyone present.
The Energy Wave surged toward the castle, vanishing into the raging flames.
Rooooar—!
Wherever the eye could see, there was only blinding light!
In an instant, the Kamehameha extinguished the flames.
Then, as an added effect, it obliterated the castle engulfed by the fire. The residual shockwave even shattered the mountain behind it, leaving behind nothing but flat ground.
A pristine white emptiness...
"Th-that's amazing!"
Young Goku blurted out in astonishment.
"Hehehe, my apologies. I might have gone a bit overboard."
Turtle Hermit reverted to his usual frail appearance, scratching his head with an awkward grin.
"Sorry about accidentally destroying your castle..."
"I seriously suspect you did that on purpose..." Tang En muttered under his breath.
But Ox-King didn't dare show any dissatisfaction. He quickly assured Turtle Hermit that it was fine—the castle could always be rebuilt.
"That move was awesome! Can you teach me?"
Young Goku pointed at himself excitedly, addressing Turtle Hermit.
"To learn the Kamehameha, you'd need at least 50 years of Cultivation!" Turtle Hermit declared.
"Fifty years..." Goku looked at his hands as if unable to comprehend the timespan.
Sun Wukong then clasped his hands together, mimicking Turtle Hermit's stance, and unleashed an attack toward a nearby wall.
"Kamehameha!"
A white Aura shot forth, blasting a hole straight through the ruined wall.
"Hmm~ Still not as strong as the old man's." Goku clapped his hands together, looking utterly innocent.
Everyone: "???"
"Incredible! As expected of Son Gohan's grandson!" Ox-King chimed in.
What kind of nonsense was this? Someone with a battle power of 10 could so easily grasp Energy and instinctively channel it—was this the innate talent of a Saiyan?
In truth, the most shocked was Turtle Hermit himself. After all, no one understood the Kamehameha better than he did.
And he had just claimed it required 50 years of Cultivation to perform, only to be immediately proven wrong. Even Turtle Hermit's thick skin couldn't prevent a slight blush from creeping up.
"This child is extraordinary!"