World of the Gods of Destruction.
With Whis's permission, Gran settled down in the World of the Gods of Destruction.
Early the next morning, Whis provided ingredients again, and Gran made breakfast for both Whis and himself.
Breakfast consisted of two bowls of beef noodles, one large and one small. The small one was about the size of a normal noodle bowl, but the large one was as big as a water vat!!!!!
Whis couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw the exaggeratedly large bowl of beef noodles on the table.
However, he had witnessed Gran's appetite yesterday, so he didn't say much.
As Whis ate his beef noodles, his eyes sparkled again.
It seems that letting the little guy stay in the World of the Gods of Destruction was an incredibly correct choice!
Whis suddenly thought of Beerus again, and he subconsciously shielded his bowl.
At the dining table, Gran slurped down a mouthful of noodles, then raised his small head and asked, "Mr. Whis, what's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Whis gave an awkward smile.
He was so used to snatching things from Beerus that every time he ate delicious food, he would instinctively guard against him.
Gran nodded his small head, then suddenly thought of something: "According to rumors, isn't there also an Oracle Fish in the World of the Gods of Destruction? Why haven't I seen it?"
"It's in a deep sleep."
Whis glanced at the little guy, realizing he knew quite a lot: "Alright, no talking while eating or sleeping. Eat quickly, I'm going to teach you how to train later."
Gran really wanted to complain, wondering who it was yesterday who made those strange, enjoyable noises with every bite of fish.
However, hearing that he was about to be taught how to train, he quickly sped up his breakfast.
More than ten minutes later.
The bowls and chopsticks on the lakeside dining table were magically tidied away by Whis, and the two of them stood by the lake.
Whis stared intently at Gran.
Wild energy, unstable aura, unnecessary movements in every gesture, unable to conceal his aura, his state of mind not keeping up with his dimension, unstable dimensional realm...
Stared at by Whis's strange gaze, Gran couldn't help but swallow: "Mr. Whis, what's wrong?"
Whis held his staff and clicked his tongue, saying, "Do you know how big the World of the Gods of Destruction is?"
Why was he saying that? Gran shook his head and said, "No, I don't."
Whis said seriously, "Your flaws could circle the World of the Gods of Destruction ten times."
Gran: "......"
He truly was Vados's younger brother; his little mouth was as if it had been smeared with poison!
Gran still respectfully said, "Mr. Whis, then how should I train?"
"At this stage, you cannot train your power yet."
"Why?"
"You recovered from a near-death state a few days ago, and your power surged to 200 times its original amount. Do you know about this?" Whis said meaningfully.
"What?"
Gran's eyes widened, and he touched his own body.
So, it was true that Saiyans could unleash their potential after recovering from near-death!
He was an upper-level warrior, 800 combat power amplified 200 times, which meant 160,000 combat power. This was even stronger than Ginyu!
"I can have 160,000 combat power at six years old?"
Gran was very excited, never expecting his talent to be so powerful.
Whis secretly shook his head.
Gran was only six years old; his potential had not yet reached its explosive point.
If it were only due to severe injury that his potential was stimulated, a tenfold increase in power would be considered good; it would be impossible to achieve a 200-fold increase.
Gran's 200-fold increase in power was entirely the effect of his dimensional advancement.
"Although that suddenly surging power is also your power, you haven't mastered it yet, so it could also be said that it's not your power."
Whis smiled faintly, "Don't you think your current aura is very unstable?"
Gran shook his head.
Excluding the time he was unconscious, he had only been transmigrated for less than two days.
In such a short time, let alone mastering that surging power, he couldn't even master the original 800 points of power of this body.
At most, Gran could only fire a few energy blasts through his memories. As for deeper control of his aura, he had no idea how.
Naturally, he couldn't sense ki either!
Gran held his small, tiger-like head high, his gaze burning as he said, "Mr. Whis, what do I need to do now?"
"This stage you're in now is the foundational stage. Only with a solid foundation can you go further in the future."
Whis said teasingly, "Now, your first step is to master every wisp of your power. However, this process will be a bit painful. Can you accept that?"
"Painful?"
Gran shook his head, his round, large eyes filled with determination: "I'm not afraid!"
There were too many powerful individuals in this dragon ball world; any one of their attacks could destroy a planet.
If he didn't have formidable strength, let alone aspiring to reach the top of Zen-Oh's Universe, merely surviving would be a problem!
Comparing pain to death, Gran would still rather endure more hardship.
"Alright, you said it. Follow me."
Whis walked towards the God of Destruction's Palace in the distance with a mischievous smile.
Gran scurried after him, but he realized that the direction they were heading was the God of Destruction's Palace.
His scalp instantly tingled. He wasn't going to enter the God of Destruction's Palace, was he? That was where God of Destruction Beerus slept!
The two quickly arrived in front of the God of Destruction's Palace gate.
The two doors were 5 meters high, grayish-white overall, with many ancient patterns carved on them. From time to time, wisps of Destruction aura leaked from the door cracks.
Standing in front of the gate, Gran felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cave, as if in the next second, he would be disintegrated by the aura seeping out!
No way, was this the pain of mastering power?
However!
"Come in."
Whis completely ignored Gran, pushed open the door, and walked inside.
The moment Whis pushed open the door, a vast aura rushed out, and Gran was instantly pressed to the ground, his soul trembling.
What kind of aura was this?!
So... so terrifying!
Whis looked back at Gran, a slight smile playing on his lips.
This was Beerus's sleeping snore, mixed with a few wisps of Destruction aura. An ordinary person enveloped by this aura would definitely be reduced to dust.
However...
Gran's dimension had already reached Peak Kai King, and the next realm would be the Godly Dimension, on par with Beerus.
With the support of such a dimension, Gran was able to avoid being utterly annihilated.
"Continue to follow me."
Whis knew Gran would be fine and entered the palace hall.
There was a long corridor on each side of the hall, and he turned to walk down the right one.
Gran struggled to his feet. He hadn't noticed any injury to his body, realizing this wasn't the place for him to master his power yet.
So he quickly followed.
There were many windows along the corridor, offering glimpses of a part of the World of the Gods of Destruction's scenery.
Little Gran also noticed that the corridor was circular, seemingly circling something.
His mind suddenly jolted as he thought of something, and he cautiously spoke to Whis's back:
"Mr. Whis, is this where Lord Beerus sleeps?"
Gran pointed to the inner wall of the corridor.
Whis turned around and smiled, "That's right, inside is the space where Lord Beerus sleeps. If you don't want to wake Lord Beerus, you'd best not make too much noise."
Wake Beerus?
Gran thought of the scenes from the movie 'Battle of Gods'.
It was impossible. In the anime, even a time-bomb alarm clock almost failed to wake Beerus, so how could a little bit of talking possibly disturb him?
"This Whis guy is really mean!"
Gran cursed inwardly, but he didn't dare make too much noise, better safe than sorry.
Seeing Gran's cautious demeanor, Whis thought the little guy had been scared by him and couldn't help but show a mischievous, wicked smile.
"Go in. You should be able to master your own power by staying in there for three years."
Reaching the end of the corridor, Whis opened a door.
"Three years?"
Before Gran could react, his little butt was kicked, and he was sent stumbling into the room.
From outside the door came Whis's mischievous "Oh ho ho" laughter.
This laughter gave Gran an ominous premonition. He had just gotten up from the ground when he finally got a clear look at the room's environment.
Rather than a room, it was more like a world; it was vast inside.
Deserts, glaciers, storms...
The environment of this world was extremely harsh, and at the same time, many strangely shaped giant beasts were fighting and roaring.
Suddenly!
A powerful pressure attacked!
"It's gravity!"
Gran was pressed to the ground, feeling as if every cell in his body was shackled.
This wasn't all; many giant beasts saw his appearance and rushed towards him.
Fighting giant beasts in this environment? So this was how he was meant to master his own power!!
"Ah ah ah!!!"
"Whis, I hate you!!!"
"Next time I make dumplings, I'll make you eat only the dumpling skins!!!"
......
Time flew by, and a month passed just like that.
There was a table and chairs by the lake, and Whis sat in a chair, looking a bit dispirited.
He sighed, muttering to himself, "By my calculations, that little guy won't be out for more than two years. Days without his cooking are truly hard to bear!"
Suddenly!
A small, tiger-headed guy walked out of the palace, looking very disheveled.
Blood stained the corner of his mouth, his clothes were torn into rags, and his body was covered in scars...
However, from his demeanor, it seemed he had completely mastered his power!
