"Ah? Ancestor, you actually figured that out?"
"Of course I did! With that tiny brain of yours, if I still couldn't guess it, wouldn't that make me an idiot?"
"...Ancestor, please don't insult yourself."
Bang!
The Old Supreme Kai punched Shin on the head.
A miserable scream instantly echoed through the area.
"In your calculations, Universe 7's Mortal Level would reach 4.0 in Age 765, correct?"
The Old Supreme Kai stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"But according to my estimates..."
Shin immediately stopped screaming and perked up his ears.
"Based on Universe 7's potential and its current stable development, it would still take about one million years for us to surpass a Mortal Level of 7."
"As for overtaking Universe 1..."
He paused.
"It would probably require at least ten million years."
"What?! That long?!"
"What do you know?!"
Bang!
The Old Supreme Kai smacked Shin on the head again.
"Do you have any idea how long Universe 1 took to reach its current level?"
"I don't know. Do you, Ancestor?"
"Uh..."
The Old Supreme Kai scratched his head.
"I don't know either."
"..."
Shin rolled his eyes.
Then why bring it up?!
"But I do know one thing."
The Old Supreme Kai narrowed his eyes.
"They spent at least three generations of Gods of Destruction to reach that point."
"What?!"
Shin's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Gods of Destruction lived for hundreds of millions of years.
If it took three generations...
Wouldn't that mean nearly a billion years?
Universe 7
Beerus remained asleep.
Gran was busy destroying planets while refining the rules for his upcoming Universal Martial Arts Tournament.
Goku, Piccolo, Krillin, and Gohan were training on Planet Yardrat, learning Instant Transmission.
Vegeta was traveling across the universe with Tights, Raditz, and Nappa, tempering himself through experience.
Bulma waited on Earth for Goku's return while also counting down the days until the Dragon Balls became active again.
Meanwhile, Frieza and Cooler continued suffering under the relentless "care" of the little angels in Heaven.
Everyone was occupied with their own affairs.
At this very moment, however, an Angel was heading toward the Zeno Palace.
That Angel was none other than Whis.
Controlling his Cosmic Cube, Whis soon arrived outside the palace.
At nearly the same moment, Vados of Universe 6 arrived as well.
"Sister Vados."
Whis greeted her politely.
Vados nodded.
"Gran is preparing a tournament between two universes. Were you aware of that?"
"Hm?"
Whis blinked.
"I actually have no idea what he's planning."
He smiled helplessly.
"Though a tournament between universes does sound interesting. It should be quite beneficial for a universe's development."
"Beneficial?"
Vados chuckled.
"The impact could be enormous."
"If Gran truly succeeds in igniting competitive spirit between Universes 6 and 7, then with the potential our universes possess, we may not even need one hundred thousand years to raise our Mortal Levels above 7."
Ever since Gran had become her disciple as well, the smile on Vados's face had rarely disappeared.
"I just can't understand how he came up with such an idea."
She tilted her head.
"Could the inspiration have come from the Candidate God of Destruction Tournament?"
"Who knows?"
Whis spread his hands.
"That guy is always shrouded in mystery."
The conversation ended there.
Soon, silence returned outside the Zeno Palace.
After a while, Vados broke the quiet.
"Whis... do you think Father will tell us?"
Her tone had never been so serious.
"Perhaps."
Whis's expression also became solemn.
"Lord Zeno's recent punishment... and those strange demonic creatures appearing throughout the universes..."
He tightened his grip on his staff.
"Something about it all makes me uneasy."
"To be honest, I feel the same."
Vados lowered her gaze.
"I have a bad feeling."
"I think something major is about to happen."
"Then let's stop guessing and ask Father directly."
The siblings stepped forward and requested an audience with the Grand Priest.
Not long afterward, a voice echoed from above.
"Enter."
"Yes, Father."
Whis and Vados exchanged glances.
Since the Grand Priest was willing to see them, it meant the truth would finally be revealed.
With anxious hearts, they entered the palace.
Time passed.
Two hours later, Whis and Vados finally emerged.
But unlike the calm expressions they had worn before entering, both now looked troubled.
"No wonder Lord Zeno wants to accelerate the development of the universes..."
Whis clenched his staff tightly.
"So that's the reason."
"You don't need to worry too much."
Vados spoke softly.
"At least the situation doesn't sound irreparable."
"And besides..."
A faint smile appeared on her face.
"We still have Gran."
The two fell silent again.
The atmosphere around them felt unusually heavy.
"Let's return."
Whis let out a sigh.
"And keep this matter secret for now."
"Naturally."
Vados nodded.
Soon afterward, both Angels vanished from before the palace.
Inside the Zeno Palace...
"Lord Zeno, was it really alright to tell them so early?"
"It's fine."
Zeno swung his legs happily.
"Now that Gran exists, anything is possible."
"Understood."
Universe 7 — Age 763
Time finally entered Age 763.
During this period, Gran had spent most of his time traveling with Broly, destroying unqualified planets.
At the same time, he continued training him relentlessly.
After enduring more than half a year of beatings, Broly's combat techniques, battle experience, and fighting instincts had finally undergone a breakthrough.
His combat instincts had now reached First Stage.
There was only one unfortunate issue.
Because of his unique physique, even though he could now maintain his sanity while in his Berserk State, it was extremely difficult for him to walk the path of cultivating the mind.
As a result, he was fundamentally unsuited for learning the Law of Destruction.
And mastering Ultra Instinct was even less likely.
However...
There were countless paths in martial arts.
No path could truly be called the strongest.
If one did exist—
It would be pure power.
When pure power reached a sufficient level, one could overwhelm all techniques with brute force alone.
For someone like Broly, whose body possessed such monstrous potential, cultivating pure strength was undoubtedly the most suitable road.
Of course, the martial arts Gran taught him were far from useless.
They would allow him to rise even higher.
Outside a yellow planet, two figures floated in space.
"Big Brother Gran."
Broly scratched his head.
"Didn't you say you were going to organize the Universal Martial Arts Tournament?"
"It's been so long already. Why are we still out here destroying planets?"
"I'm still thinking about how to organize it properly."
Gran casually fired a sphere of Destruction Energy toward the planet.
BOOM!
The yellow world instantly disintegrated into countless sparkling fragments and vanished into the void.
After destroying planets continuously during this period, Gran's Law of Destruction had improved considerably.
He could already feel himself approaching the Second Stage.
"Have you figured it out yet?"
Broly asked.
"Hm?"
Gran glanced at him.
"Judging from that expression..."
A playful smile appeared on his face.
"Don't tell me you want to participate in the tournament too?"
END OF CHAPTER
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