Chapter 846

【Okay, Broly, Dad agreed to let you come over.】

【2】 【Okay, Xiao Yu, I'll come over after I finish eating.】

【Okay, Xiao Yu, I'll come over after I eat.】

Closing the Crystal Palace Panel, Broly quickly finished his meal, then called out to his own dad, saying he was going to another world.

"Ah, leaving this fast? Then when will you be back?"

The one asking this wasn't Paragus, but Cila, who had just been given a popular science lecture on more male-female knowledge by her good friend.

"Shouldn't be too long. By the way, while I'm gone, have you all been doing okay on Nappa Star?"

Broly reached out, touching the head of this childhood-fiancee wife from the same world; Cila's white hair was very smooth.

"Good. Every day, me, Luna, and Mace, besides studying with Teacher Kaguga, just play with Xiao Baya and them————

Cila and her two little partners live a quite fulfilling life on Nappa Star; study and entertainment are both freely arranged by them, no one forces them to do anything.

If there's something a bit boring, it's probably that Nappa Star isn't as lively as Leka Star; there are no cities here, and the population is mainly composed of Demon Race Soldiers.

And what common topic could a group of Demon Race Soldiers and these three half-grown alien girls have? If forced to say, it'd probably just be playing cards.

"As long as you're doing well."

Judging from the rising Happiness Value situation on the Crystal Palace Panel belonging to Cila, one could also tell the other party was doing pretty well on Nappa Star.

"Broly, I can actually give you children too!"

Just as Broly put his hand down, preparing to head to Xiao Yu World, Cila suddenly spoke up.

"Sure, then when I get back, I'll have children with you too."

Hearing this, Broly was stunned for a moment, then agreed.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from before Cila and the others.

Adventure Chronicle World, Xiao Yu was doing homework in her own room.

"Does eating a meal take this long? Broly, how come you're not here yet?"

An American middle schooler's homework isn't much, but Xiao Yu had zero heart for it; the ballpoint pen was clamped between her pouted lips and nose, legs crossed in a figure-four propped on the desk in front.

The chair under her butt was tilted by Xiao Yu's sitting, at a tilt rate in the balance interval between falling and not falling, rocking like a rocking chair.

"Hey, Xiao Yu, long time no see."

Right then, Broly, who suddenly appeared in the room, upon seeing that familiar girl's figure at the desk, directly greeted her.

", Broly, you finally came ahhh————"

The suddenly appearing sound didn't actually scare Xiao Yu, but when she turned her head and saw a massive build comparable to Tru, she got a fright, subconsciously kicked her leg, and her whole person along with the chair fell backward, letting out a string of instinctive shrieks from a human body losing balance.

"What's wrong, Xiao Yu?"

Jackie Chan heard the shriek and rushed up to the second floor.

Pushing the door and barging in, he saw his own niece lying flat on her back, fallen under a sturdy youth's crotch.

"You're Broly?"

Jackie Chan looked at the side profile of the person who appeared in the room, somewhat uncertainly asked.

"Mm, Uncle Long, hello."

Broly was very polite, nodding to him in greeting.

"Good grief, I heard before that kids in puberty grow fast, but it's only been a year and you've grown this absurdly?"

Jackie Chan was a bit amazed; when first meeting Broly, this kid was only about as big as his own niece, but now he looks a head taller than himself.

"Hey, Uncle Long, Broly, I've fallen over, are you two not gonna help me up?"

Lying on the ground, Xiao Yu crossed her arms, feeling very displeased at her uncle and good friend chatting and catching up on their own.

Hearing this, Jackie Chan shifted attention back to his niece, confirmed she wasn't really hurt, then put on a stern face and lectured: "Xiao Yu, did you use a normal chair as a rocking chair again? I told you before, when sitting you must sit properly, don't make dangerous sitting postures!"

The displeased expression on Xiao Yu's face froze; she hurriedly climbed up from the ground, defending herself: "Uncle Long, don't misunderstand, I was sitting properly."

However, Jackie Chan obviously didn't believe his niece's nonsense, looked at Xiao Yu with a scrutinizing gaze, and asked: "Then how did you fall?"

Xiao Yu was a bit guilty, shrinking her neck dodging her own uncle's scrutinizing gaze: "Ah, I was also scared by Broly who suddenly appeared in the room, so I fell."

"Is that so?"

Jackie Chan shifted his gaze to Broly, wanting to confirm with him; Broly facing Jackie Chan's inquiry, noticing Xiao Yu behind him making eye signals at him, nodded, taking the blame: "Yes, Uncle Long, I scared Xiao Yu."

Hearing this, Jackie Chan, though somewhat suspicious, didn't intend to pursue further: "Alright then, Xiao Yu, I wrongly blamed you, I apologize. By the way, Broly, want some fruit?"

"What fruit?"

"Tru bought a big watermelon today, it's in the refrigerator; if you want to eat, I'll cut it all up."

Every world's seasons differ; Adventure Chronicle World this side is currently midsummer.

"Okay, Uncle Long, thanks."

Broly thanked.

"Phew~"

After Jackie Chan left, Xiao Yu in the room finally let out a long breath.

"Bro, thanks."

The girl raised a clenched fist, only to find she could no longer reach her good friend's chest.

"We're good bros, no need for courtesy."

Broly clenched his fist, bumped it against hers.

Although they hadn't met for a period of time, and exchanges in the Group Chat Room weren't many, upon meeting, with this light fist bump with Xiao Yu, the familiar feeling of once getting along together quickly returned.

Broly and Xiao Yu chatted about their lives after parting; of course, mainly Xiao Yu talking about her own life. As for Broly's life, one could completely find past chat messages in the Crystal Palace Group Chat Room, because it's all on there.

"Broly, you don't know, after the Twelve Talismans left this world, lots of interesting things stopped happening————"

The Twelve Talismans were taken away, Xiao Feng replaced the Dark Lord's original position on the dark qi side, and with Xiao Feng not causing trouble, this world's yin and yang have balanced out; therefore, all sorts of weird supernatural happenings no longer occur.

Although Xiao Yu still serves as a special agent for District 13, the matters she handles have changed from incredible mysterious events to ordinary cases.

Whether international thieves, financial crime kingpins, or Mexican drug lords, according to Xiao Yu, they are all just a bunch of petty thieves with nothing surprising about them.

As for why Xiao Yu has the confidence to say this, it is naturally due to her White Shadow Corps; opponents that ordinary police and agents cannot handle, how could they possibly win against a group of undead ninjas.

"So, Broly, considering you've let me live such a boring life, this time you're going to Hell to fight the fake Broly, can you let me come along to watch?"

After saying so much, Xiao Yu finally reveals her true purpose.

"Uh, does Dad and Long Shu agree?"

"Haha, are you asking when you already know the answer? How could they possibly agree."

"Then I can't agree either."

"Ah, why? Aren't we good buddies? Could it be that after your body developed and you grew up, you've already betrayed our sincere friendship?"

"That's not it, it's just that I want to quickly adapt to my body through the aftereffects of fighting, which probably isn't something you can endure."

"Hah, what's the big deal? Just let me use the Dog Talisman and Horse Talisman."

Xiao Yu doesn't take it to heart.

"You can eat watermelon now, come down quickly."

Just at this time, Jackie Chan's voice comes from downstairs.

"Those two talismans only keep you from dying, but the pain sensation cannot be avoided; moreover, without those two talismans, I suspect he might not be able to fight against the current me."

Broly and Xiao Yu go downstairs, pointing at the fake Broly's statue placed in the corner of the antique shop.

"What you say makes sense, but can you bear to let me miss an opportunity to watch the excitement?"

Xiao Yu says eagerly, like a little girl who can't eat candy because of a cavity.

"I have an idea."

"What idea?"

"When I go to Hell to fight, you can just watch through the Crystal Palace Group Chat Room's live broadcast."

Before Broly came over here, Jibril and Esdeath had privately messaged him, asking him to broadcast the fight scene live, saying it's for the opening battle of the upcoming Crystal Palace Martial Arts Tournament.

"Oh, that works too, then alright."

Although Xiao Yu regrets not being able to watch on site, she can only accept this result.

"Broly, you and Xiao Yu muttering secrets over there, are you planning to agree to take her to Hell?"

Dad's gaze looks over like a blade.

"If you agree to do that, then Dad won't help you open the Shen Yu Zhi Men."

He warns.

"No way, Master, rest assured, I won't let Xiao Yu follow me to Hell."

Broly hurriedly denies, and Xiao Yu also chimes in from the side, saying she won't go to Hell.

"That's good."

Dad nods, walks over and pats Broly's chest.

"Broly, you've really grown sturdy now, worthy of being Dad's good disciple.

Hmm, your arrival might cause this world's yin and yang to become imbalanced again.

So, Dad will go prepare the magic to open the Shen Yu Zhi Men.

At the latest tomorrow, I'll send you and that statue down to Hell together."

Tru watches his master return to the room, scratches his cheek and complains: "Master's words, aren't they too inauspicious."

"Really?"

Broly scratches his head.

"Right, will he agree to you fighting?"

Jackie Chan hands over a piece of watermelon, points at the statue over there and asks.

"I feel he probably won't refuse."

Broly takes the watermelon and answers.

"Why don't you say hello to him first?"

Jackie Chan suggests.

"Mm."

Broly accepts the suggestion, eats the watermelon in hand, then takes out the Rat Talisman and walks toward his small statue.

As for the fake Broly, his memory stops at when the Rat Talisman was taken out.

So, after being reactivated by the Rat Talisman, he looks at the sturdy youth before him with some confusion.

"Who are you, how do I have consciousness again?"

"Friend, I'm the real Broly, just already grown up."

"Oh, then what do you want with me?"

"I want you to help me cultivate——"

Broly explains in detail his idea of his strength skyrocketing and wanting to have a battle with someone of sufficient strength; after hearing it, the fake Broly doesn't refuse, but is eager to try and fight on the spot, fortunately talked down by Broly.

"Wait until tomorrow when Dad sends us to Hell to fight, for now, let's eat watermelon first."

Of course, not just eating watermelon, Broly also takes out a pile of good stuff from his space to treat this friend, his false self.

The Rat Talisman is very magical; activated dead objects become like real life, eating, drinking, excreting all complete, even getting injured and feeling fatigue.

"Thanks for the treat, I'm going out for a stroll, real Broly, you coming?"

After eating and drinking his fill, the fake Broly asks.

"I'm not going, my power is a bit hard to control right now."

Broly pointed at the watermelon rind he had crushed in his hand, shaking his head in refusal.

"He's not going, I am. You take me out for a stroll."

Xiao Yu was in high spirits, though.

"Don't stay out strolling too late!"

Jackie Chan instructed.

"Got it, Uncle Long!"

Xiao Yu waved her hand, mounted the fake Broly, and flew off into the sky.

"Master.

"

Broly didn't knock; he called out to the old man inside through the door.

"What is it, Broly?"

The old man opened the door, poked his head out, and looked at him with some puzzlement.

"This is for you."

Broly handed over the Dog Talisman.

"Honestly, you brat, your old man here still wanted to get some sleep tonight, you're gonna make this old bag of bones stay up all night!"

The old man grumbled on, and after taking the Dog Talisman, his originally somewhat hunched waist straightened up immediately.

Back in the original world, the Dog Talisman's ability to preserve youth and restore physical stamina had also recovered.

"Thanks for the trouble, Master. I'm going to do some sitting meditation."

The antique shop didn't have many rooms. Broly didn't plan to sleep, just sat down on the shop floor and began sitting meditation.

Actually, he could also gradually adapt to his current power through sitting meditation, it's just that this method would show results comparatively slowly.

"Broly, if you're not sleeping, the matter of opening the door for Xiao Yu when she returns is handed to you."

As night approached twelve o'clock, Jackie Chan was getting a bit sleepy. Looking at the youth doing sitting meditation cultivation on the shop floor, he walked over and said.

"Okay, Uncle Long, you go back and sleep."

Broly nodded, accepting this task.

Only, by the time morning came, Xiao Yu and the fake Broly still hadn't returned.

"Xiao Yu, didn't you promise Uncle Long not to stroll too late?"

"Not late. Over in China it's daytime."

Broly: "————"

"Then you don't plan to watch today's battle live broadcast?"

Looking at the girl who couldn't stop yawning, sporting dark circles, Broly couldn't help but ask.

"What's the big deal? You take the Dog Talisman and just let me recover my spirit."

"6."

"Right, about me only getting back now, you absolutely can't tell Uncle Long."

"Xiao Yu, is there something you don't want to tell Jackie Chan?"

"Uh, Dad?!"

"Hmph, staying out all night, I————"

"Dad, haven't you always wanted to eat hometown snacks? This time I bought back quite a lot."

Xiao Yu didn't wait for the old man to continue speaking, quickly pulling out some snacks from the Crystal Palace Space.

Shrimp dumplings, steamed pork dumplings, BBQ pork buns, steamed chicken feet in black bean sauce————

"Cough, let it slide this time. Don't do it again next time."

The old man swallowed his saliva, directly bought off, took the pile of snacks, and went to the side to eat.

While eating, he said: "The magic to open the Shen Yu Zhi Men, I've already found it. The casting materials are all in the shop. When do you prepare to go down to Hell?"

"After eating breakfast, we'll go down."

Broly answered.

"What smell, so fragrant!"

"Jackie Chan, wake up. Just right, come over and eat some together."

", rice noodle rolls, and these Chinese snacks————"

Jackie Chan froze for a moment. Just when he thought these were bought at a Chinatown Chinese restaurant, he noticed the word 'Hong Kong' written on the bags holding these things.

"Xiao Yu, you bought these things? You ran off to Hong Kong last night?"

"I missed Dad and Mom a bit, so I went back for a trip. I swear, I rested at home. Dad can prove it."

Jackie Chan stared at the dark circles on his niece's face, his inquiring gaze looking at the old man.

"Cough cough, Jackie Chan, Xiao Yu's parents did call last night."

A short mouth from eating others' food — the old man seldom told a lie this once.

The lie was full of loopholes, but since the old man put it that way, Jackie Chan couldn't really quibble.

After all, he was also quite craving these snacks.

Only, Jackie Chan ate while not forgetting to lecture his niece: "Xiao Yu, you have money as a special agent. Uncle Long knows, but spending money can't be lavish."

"It's not like there are two Brolys at home, plus Tru."

Seeing the matter glossed over, Xiao Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Broly ate and drank his fill, then went into the room with the old man.

"I'll open the Shen Yu Zhi Men for you. Take this communicator."

Broly took the pufferfish jerky his old man handed over, not asking why the communicator would be this thing.

"When you all finish fighting and want to come out, just pinch this thing, and at that time, old man will naturally open the door for you all."

After old man finished instructing, he opened the Shen Yu Zhi Men, however, just as Broly prepared to step in, he was stopped by old man's words.

"One more thing, remember the time, old man needs to sleep at night, and also nap at noon, don't come disturb old man at that time."

"Understood."

"One more thing, don't let the demons in Hell run out."

"Mhm, okay."

"One more thing————"

Broly put down the foot he had lifted, he looked at the old man somewhat helplessly: "Master, I'll wait for you to finish speaking, then go down to Hell."

"This is the last one, old man doesn't know if your strength can shatter Hell, but if it can, remember to hold back a bit for old man me."

"Got it, I thought of a way to break free from Hell."

In Hell, the Saint Lord suddenly spoke.

"What way?"

The other six demons immediately leaned over.

"Chronicle of Ages."

The Saint Lord said.

"Hiss, unexpectedly it's that thing, however, using that thing to modify history, if not careful, might destroy the world, even demons like us might completely perish, right?"

"Besides that, do you all have any other way?"

"Mhm, seems only this way, however, the Chronicle of Ages is outside Hell, how to use it to help us escape?"

"This is simple, our physical bodies want to escape is very difficult, but just letting one of our souls leave Hell, everyone joining hands should be able to do it, at that time possess a person, find the Chronicle of Ages and we can modify fate!"

"Good idea, but, who to send?"

The demons looked at each other, they were all in Hell, but none wanted to lose their physical body.

Finally, the other six Great Demons turned their gazes toward the Saint Lord.

"No, why are you all looking at me?"

"Saint Lord, this idea was yours, us other brothers and sisters unanimously believe you are the most suitable person to execute this quest."

The Saint Lord was silent for a while, then started spewing profanity: "I proposed this idea, and you still want me to lose my physical body and die once?!"

"Your stone body is useless anyway, doing your best for brothers and sisters is only right, and if not for you betraying us in the past, forgetting us once you went outside, how would we have ended up suffering in Hell today?!"

Under the dredging up of old grievances, the Saint Lord was quickly bullied by the other six Great Demons, the stone body thrown in by Broly a year and a half ago was smashed apart, the soul exposed.

And to ensure the Saint Lord wouldn't commit betrayal again after going out, the six Great Demons also placed a curse on the Saint Lord's soul.

"Hell is a space of exile, if we can't get out, even if you use the Chronicle of Ages to escape, we can pull your soul back again."

Just as the Saint Lord bore the heavy responsibility of rescuing six brothers and sisters, about to have his soul sent out of Hell, a Shen Yu Zhi Men suddenly opened: "Wait, it seems we can go out directly."

The demons didn't know who opened the suddenly opened Shen Yu Zhi Men, but without doubt, understood they could leave Hell.

And the Shen Yu Zhi Men has only one door, under normal circumstances, only one demon can escape, so, the originally united six Great Demons bullying the Saint Lord, directly entered fight mode.

In soul state, the Saint Lord's entire dragon went numb, these faithless brothers and sisters, directly forgetting his life and death, preparing to directly flee Hell!

"Haha, brothers and sisters, I, Xi Mu, am leaving!"

Just as Xi Mu used his size advantage, arrived at the Shen Yu Zhi Men, spoke his parting words about to escape Hell, and plunged headfirst into the Shen Yu Zhi Men, his head was grabbed by a large hand reaching out from inside the Shen Yu Zhi Men.

"Bang~"

The various attacks the other demons struck over, were directly scattered by another small hand extending from the Shen Yu Zhi Men, exploding open before the Shen Yu Zhi Men.

"It's you!"

Smoke and dust dispersed, the demons, upon seeing clearly the one large and one small two figures appearing in Hell, locked their gazes on the fake Broly, they recalled the fear of once being beaten up by the Saiyan boy, bodies unconsciously trembling.

"It's really lively here, is this a welcome ceremony for me?"

Broly spoke, drawing the demons' attention again.

And the Xi Mu in his hand flapped wings, struggling with all his strength, yet completely unable to break free, looking just like a mountain chicken fluttering non-stop in a human's hand.

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