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

Chapter 146 Rescuing Vegeta

Upon hearing the squid soldier mention that a Namekian was alive, Frieza's eyes narrowed slightly: "Did you bring him back?"

The squid-headed warrior's body stiffened abruptly, and he said in a trembling voice, "Your subordinate...you killed him..."

"What?" Frieza's voice suddenly rose, the powerful sound waves echoing in the hall, causing the surrounding walls to tremble slightly.

The squid-headed warrior looked up in terror, his eyes filled with despair. He was about to beg for mercy when he was instantly enveloped by the energy released by Frieza. With a deafening roar, the squid-headed warrior's body was instantly blasted to pieces, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and a pungent smell of burning filled the air.

Witnessing this, Sabo's voice trembled as he tried his best to remain calm, saying, "Frieza, please calm down! I will go and bring Vegeta back right away!"

"Hmph, go ahead."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Sabo felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and quickly stood up, turning around to leave.

Frieza suddenly shouted, "Help!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a soldier from Frieza's army rushed in from outside. He trotted up to Frieza, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head, saying, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

Frieza said coldly, "Go and notify the Ginyu Force to come immediately, and tell them to bring their combat power detectors!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" After receiving the order, the soldier quickly stood up, turned around, and hurried out of the hall.

Upon hearing Frieza's order, Sabo was slightly taken aback. After a moment's hesitation, he cautiously asked, "Lord Frieza, why did you send the Ginyu Force? It seems to me that the current situation doesn't require their intervention."

Frieza slightly raised his head, a hint of worry in his eyes. He slowly said, "Hmph, what do you know? I've always had a bad feeling that I'll be defeated by the Saiyans I raised myself one day. I thought the threat would be Vegeta, but now it seems that's not the case."

A hint of doubt flashed in Sabo's eyes. He tentatively said, "Your Majesty, could this just be your imagination? I've heard that there's an unknown Saiyan on Earth, whom Vegeta once defeated. His fighting power should be much stronger than Vegeta's."

Frieza frowned. "Hmph, are you questioning me? Never mind that for now. The most important thing is to find Vegeta and find out where the Dragon Balls are. What are you still standing here for? Get going!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Sabo quickly bowed and left the hall.

Watching Sabo's hurried departure, Frieza, beneath his cold and stern face, pondered inwardly: "Saiyans, this race seems to possess an inexhaustible wellspring of power within them. Every battle is a transformation for them; they constantly push their limits in the baptism of war, unlike other races who are burdened by the wounds of battle. Instead, they use this opportunity to become even stronger. This trait is truly terrifying. Moreover, these Saiyans seem to have no desire for material possessions like money and wealth. While other races are fighting to the death for resources and treasures, Saiyans pour all their energy into fighting and becoming stronger. What shines in their eyes is a pure thirst for power and a burning passion for battle, as if all worldly temptations become worthless on their path to power."

Frieza knew that such an enemy, once grown, would pose an unprecedented threat to his rule, and he could not afford to be careless.

……

Before the somewhat desolate cave, Son Gohan, bored beyond measure, finally couldn't resist and began to train. The whooshing sounds of his fists and feet echoed in front of the cave. Shang Yun, on the other hand, sat calmly cross-legged beside the cave entrance like a composed statue, his eyes closed, completely immersed in absorbing and refining the spiritual energy he had acquired on that mysterious and strange planet. A faint, mysterious aura emanated from his body.

Bulma sat on a nearby rock, clutching the Dragon Radar tightly in her hand. Her small fingers pressed the buttons on the radar incessantly, her eyes revealing focus and a hint of tension. Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she shouted excitedly, "Look! There's a Dragon Ball here, and it's moving towards us at high speed!"

Shang Yun and Son Gohan rushed over to check. Shang Yun said, "It seems that Krillin found the Grand Elder and brought the Dragon Balls back."

"Great!" Gohan exclaimed excitedly, waving his arms and legs.

Bulma pressed the button rapidly again, and then her voice became even more excited: "Oh my god! There are 5 Dragon Balls here! It must be that guy Frieza who collected them." After a short pause, she pressed another button, a look of doubt on her face: "There's also a single Dragon Ball here. What's going on? It's not far from us."

Shang Yun stood up and gazed into the distance in the direction of the lone Dragon Ball, muttering to himself, "This direction... is the village Vegeta visited."

Shang Yun frowned and said with a solemn expression, "I just checked with my ki-sensing ability, and there is no trace of Vegeta there anymore. He must have already left."

Gohan excitedly said, "I know! Vegeta must have gone to other villages to search for the Dragon Balls because he couldn't find them before."

A glint flashed in Shang Yun's eyes as he looked at Bulma and said, "That's really lucky, Bulma. Lend me your Dragon Radar for a moment, I'll go find that Dragon Ball. You and Gohan wait here for Krillin to return, just in case anything unexpected happens."

Bulma nodded without hesitation, handed over the Dragon Radar, and said, "Okay, Shangyun, be careful."

Shang Yun took the radar, and with a flash, he took off with the Dragon Ball radar and sped towards the direction of the Dragon Ball. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sky, leaving only a faint shadow.

……

Sabo stopped at the edge of a desolate rocky beach, his keen eyes catching sight of a familiar figure—Vegeta, lying on the shore, barely breathing.

The sea breeze howled, stirring up sand and dust that lashed against Vegeta's battered body. His battle suit was tattered, revealing blood-soaked wounds beneath, some still gushing blood that stained the surrounding sand and gravel.

Sabo slowly approached, looking down at Vegeta with a cold smile, and said, "Vegeta, you've finally met your match."