Dragon Ball Roshi

"Your talent in magic... or should I say, 'mental cultivation,' really surprises me, foreign traveler." the Holy Mage said behind Taro.

"I forgot to tell you my name. I... am called Taro."

Taro turned around and saw seven colorful birds pecking at something in the old magician's thin, long palm.

"Hehe... A name isn't important. But you can call me 'Ivan.'" the old magician said, watching the birds fight for food on his palm.

After observing for a moment, Taro shook his head and said, "Actually, I'm not entirely new to mental cultivation. Martial artists, after understanding their own strength to a certain level, naturally gain some spiritual 'powers' as well."

He paused for a moment before continuing. "For instance, before coming here... I had already mastered a simple 'telepathy.'"

Ivan looked up, surprised, and asked, "So, those who follow the physical cultivation path can achieve such results?" The old man shook his head and sighed. "Perhaps... the true way is to cultivate both the body and the mind together!"

Taro raised an eyebrow and said, "That's not necessarily true... I once heard of a magician from long, long ago, who could use his magic to control super warriors far stronger than himself and even greatly enhance the potential of those he controlled, boosting their strength immensely!

"Moreover, this magician, with his remarkable magical skills, even created a monster capable of destroying the universe! This shows that one can also uncover the mysteries of the body by focusing solely on spiritual cultivation. If one can truly do that, then there's no harm in cultivating just the mind."

"Are you referring to an outsider magician?" the mage asked after thinking for a while.

"Outsider? Well, we call it the 'Universe'..."

Taro pointed at the sky above. "That vast system made up of countless stars and void is what we call the universe—" He then pointed at the ground, "And this place, it's just one tiny planet among countless others in the universe."

Ivan fell silent. While their planet had advanced in magic, their understanding of the universe and astronomy was far behind. The old man then asked. "If... the 'universe' is this vast, how many powerful warriors like you are there?"

"Not many." Taro replied.

"So, you're saying... the two people I saw in my dreams who will destroy our... um, destroy our planet—are they among the rarest beings in the 'universe'? Heh... For such a small place like ours to gather three such powerful warriors, I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate..." He shook his head.

Taro also quietly shook his head. He really didn't want to tell the old man that there were beings in the universe far stronger than him, beings so evil that if they set their sights on this place, not even he could save it from destruction.

"Chirp chirp..." The seven little birds had unknowingly finished the food in the Holy Mage's hand. They fluttered their wings and flew to Taro's shoulder, affectionately rubbing their beaks against his collar.

The old magician's eyes became melancholic, but he quickly regained his composure.

He said. "Well, since your meditation has already taken root, I'll start teaching you magic... If meditation is the path to cultivating mental strength, then magic is the path to using that mental power."

Taro readily agreed. He had already realized that cultivating spiritual strength through meditation was a slow process. It wasn't something that could yield rapid progress in a short time. It could only be improved with time.

So, he had no problem spending this long period learning magic, which he found somewhat interesting.

However—

"Ivan, you mentioned seeing the future in your dream. When exactly will that happen? You know, I can't stay here forever because of that." Taro suddenly thought of something and asked, sitting cross-legged opposite the Holy Mage.

The old man fell silent for a while, then hoarsely asked. "How long can you wait?"

Taro thought for a moment, then sighed and shook his head. "Forget it... Since I've already promised you, I'll try to wait until the day your prophecy comes true."

After all, it wouldn't take too long, right? In the original story, those two twin characters didn't even exist. The strongest under Freeza was just the 120,000 power-level Ginyu.

Taro had plenty of time, especially after his body had become that of a divine tree. His immense life energy, boundless as an abyss, would undoubtedly make his already lengthy lifespan—extended further by the Elixir of Immortality—even longer…

Thus, Taro officially began his days of studying magic on the Magic Planet.

In the evenings, he sat motionless in a cave, allowing his mind to drift across the sea of meditation, gradually raising the limits of his mental power. Meanwhile, the duration for which he could use his Eye Technique also gradually increased.

During the day, he studied various magic with the Holy Mage, Ivan.

From mental magic to barrier magic to transformation magic...

One month, two months, three months...

Time flew by.

Soon, four years had passed.

At this moment, Taro was floating in the air, sitting cross-legged with Holy Mage Ivan. They faced each other, eyes tightly shut.

Seven colorful birds circled around them, occasionally chirping. After years had passed, the birds' feathers had noticeably lost their brightness, and their chirps were not as sharp as before.

Within the shared spiritual world of the two.

Tall, modern skyscrapers stood, and Taro, along with the Holy Mage in loose robes, strolled through the bustling streets. Vehicles from the modern world passed by them, yet none of them collided with the two men, as if they didn't exist at all.

"You are truly amazing. In such a short time, not only can you connect with my mind, but you've even managed to construct such a real scene in the spiritual world..." The Holy Mage marveled, looking at the bustling modern Earth-like people on the streets, who all resembled Taro. He asked, "Is this the scene from your 'planet'?"

"Something like that." Taro smiled. In truth, the scene they were in was more based on the Earth of his first life.

Reaching this point was actually more difficult for Taro in terms of the 'mental connection' technique—the challenge lay in the fact that you couldn't forcibly invade or harm the other person's mind with your own spiritual power.

This required an extremely high level of control over one's own mental energy.

As for constructing a spiritual world scene... Taro was already extremely familiar with such things, having dealt with similar techniques in the ninja world. It was commonplace.

This was essentially the same principle as the 'illusion techniques' used by ninjas.

Taro, being from the Uchiha clan in his past life, was no stranger to illusions, so after becoming familiar with using his mental energy without relying on his Sharingan, he quickly mastered this technique.

In the air, the two slowly opened their eyes, their gazes calm.

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Day after day, and nine more years passed in the blink of an eye.

One day, Taro left the cave without the seven birds, who were almost always by his side, and flew alone into the pale purple sky of the Magic Planet.

The cold wind howled, fluttering Taro's robes.

But Taro remained calm. He felt the immense mental energy in his mind, which had grown much larger than it was when he first arrived here seven years ago. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Since obtaining the power on Namek over eight years ago, the power that had not been opened until now, reappeared in his eyes.

Buzz...

He suddenly opened his eyes!

They were dark purple eyes. The whites of his eyes were filled with rippling patterns, and in the center of his pupils were three black tomoe, complemented by six more black tomoe on the rippling outer circles, totaling nine.

The Nine Tomoe Rinnegan.

This was the eye bestowed upon him by the God Tree's bloodline—an eye that surpassed both the Mangekyō Sharingan and the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, even surpassing the Rinnegan of the Sage of Six Paths. This was a special pupil capable of rivaling the eyes of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki, who had devoured the God Tree!

Taro could feel the terrifying power contained within these eyes.

However...

He also tried using them, only to find that he couldn't unleash techniques like Nagato's Six Paths of Pain.

Rather than saying the eyes themselves couldn't use these techniques, it was more accurate to say... he simply didn't know how to use them.

"It seems that old saying is true: no matter how strong the eyes are, they are still just tools... And how to use the tool depends on the person. Nagato and Madara had the same eyes, yet they developed different uses for them… As for my eyes, I'll have to slowly figure out how to utilize their power."

Taro shook his head slightly, though he wasn't too concerned. What mattered more to him was...

"However, with these eyes, my ocular abilities... seem to be able to raise the upper limit even further!"

Taro raised his right hand, suppressing his energy to only about 100 strength.

Then, he focused, and his mental power surged like a tidal wave. These eyes were immediately activated by the overwhelming mental power, unleashing the abilities of his Mangekyō Sharingan.

Ki control. Ki Maximization.

Thirty-five times ocular technique, maximum activation.

Taro casually slapped out with his palm!

Boom—

The previously weak energy blast suddenly released an immense force, scattering a layer of clouds in the sky, clearing the pale purple sky, leaving it crystal clear and pristine.

Meanwhile, Taro paid close attention to the changes in his mental power.

Thankfully, due to his unceasing meditation practice over the past seven years, Taro's mental power had grown significantly. Even when pushing his Shinju Eyes to use more extreme ocular techniques, he could sustain it for several minutes without experiencing the debilitating headaches he had endured just a few years ago.

Taro exhaled, a faint smile playing on his lips. "As for the abilities of these eyes... I'll develop them slowly later." Shaking his head, he didn't dwell on it too much.

After all… in this Dragon Ball world, strength was everything.

No matter how many tricks you could play, you still had to be able to hit hard.

Below, Ivan floated a few feet off the ground, gazing up at Taro, who was slowly descending from above. He muttered to himself: "Using magic to unlock human potential, huh..."

He could never forget the story Taro had told him about that magician.

Shaking his head, Ivan decided not to think about it further.

He used telekinesis to lift his body and turned to see several birds lazily standing in a row on a stone. Compared to seven years ago, their feathers appeared duller.

One of them had even begun losing its feathers.

They had started to age, crossing the midpoint of their life journey and descending into decline.

Taro landed back on the ground, and just like before, the birds flapped their wings and flew toward him, chirping affectionately. But now, there was a hint of sorrow in their chirps, as if they knew their time to accompany Taro was growing short.

Taro silently stroked their feathers.

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