The morning sun barely peeked through the dense canopy of the Magical Beast Forest, casting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the ground. The Saiyan stood in the clearing outside his newly built shelter, rolling his shoulders as he took in the fresh, untamed air. He had spent the night reinforcing his home, using raw strength to carve wood and stone into something livable. Now, it was time for the real work to begin.
He clenched his fists, his muscles coiling with power. I need to understand my limits.
Taking a deep breath, he dashed forward at full speed. The trees blurred past him as he moved faster than any normal human, the wind whipping against his face. He skidded to a stop, his boots digging into the soil. A smirk tugged at his lips. He was fast—much faster than he had ever been in his past life. But he could be faster still.
Next, he tested his strength. Grabbing a thick tree trunk with both hands, he tensed his muscles and yanked. The roots tore from the ground, dirt and debris flying everywhere as the massive tree was effortlessly ripped from the earth. He tossed it aside, watching it crash several meters away with a heavy thud.
Not bad. But this is just brute force. I need technique.
Focusing inward, he tried to channel his energy. Saiyans used Ki, just like the fighters from his past universe, but here, people cultivated Dou Qi. Were they similar? He closed his eyes, reaching for that inner well of power.
A faint warmth pooled in his core, and he pushed it outward. A small orb of golden energy crackled to life in his palm. His heart pounded.
I really can use Ki!
But before he could celebrate, the orb fizzled out. His control was shaky—he needed practice.
Just as he was about to try again, his ears twitched at the sound of rustling. He turned, his sharp eyes locking onto movement in the bushes. A pair of glowing red eyes stared back at him.
Then, with a feral growl, a Shadow Panther lunged.
The beast moved fast, but he reacted faster. Twisting his body, he barely dodged its claws as they slashed the air where his chest had been moments ago.
So fast!
The panther landed and immediately pounced again. This time, he countered. His fist shot forward, colliding with the beast's ribs with a dull boom. The panther was sent flying, crashing through a tree before skidding to a stop.
It didn't get up.
His breath came in short bursts as he looked down at his own fist. He had barely used his full power, yet the beast had been overwhelmed. A grin spread across his face.
"This is the power of a Saiyan."
But before he could revel in his victory, something unexpected happened. A robotic voice echoed in his mind.
[System Activated.]
His body tensed. What the hell was that?
[Scanning environment… Host has defeated a Rank 3 Magical Beast: Shadow Panther.]
[Beast materials detected. Would you like to convert them into currency?]
His eyes widened. A system?
The words floated in his vision like a game interface. He cautiously focused on the option labeled Convert.
[Processing… 30 Gold Coins acquired.]
A small notification popped up, showing an inventory-like space where the currency was stored.
His heart raced. This was more than just a game-like system—it allowed him to exchange resources for money. That meant if he kept hunting, he could farm currency indefinitely.
And there was a Shop option.
Curious, he selected it. Immediately, a vast menu appeared before him, listing items that made his breath hitch.
Modern Furniture (Beds, showers, even a full kitchen set!)
Consumables (Groceries, energy drinks, and even cooked meals.)
Skills (Martial arts, Ki control, flight training!)
Talismans (Items that granted temporary buffs.)
His gaze locked onto one particular section: Techniques.
Scrolling through, he found something perfect—Ki Manipulation Manual. It cost 100 Gold Coins, but it would give him better control over his energy.
I need this.
For now, he would have to hunt more beasts and gather resources. But with this system, he had everything he needed to thrive in this world.
A New Battlefield – Magical Beast Mountain
Hours passed as he trained, tested his newfound system, and converted multiple Magical Beast corpses into currency. His strength was growing, and with the aid of the store, he was refining his combat skills at an incredible pace.
But then, his instincts flared. A massive surge of energy erupted in the distance. His tail bristled as he turned his head towards the source.
His enhanced senses locked onto Magical Beast Mountain. And at its peak… a battle was raging.
His curiosity burned, and before he knew it, he was moving.
The closer he got, the more violent the shockwaves became. The sky was split with flashes of green and purple energy, the ground trembling under the sheer power being thrown around.
Then, he saw them.
A beautiful woman clad in flowing green robes hovered in the air, her long black hair billowing as she wielded an emerald-colored sword. Below her, a massive lion-like beast with crystal wings and violet flames raging around its body roared in defiance.
His breath hitched. That woman… she's strong!
The sheer pressure coming from her was unlike anything he had felt before. Even from a distance, he could tell she was in a league above the beasts he had fought.
Then, something clicked in his mind. He knew this scene. This battle.
Yun Yun. Leader of the Misty Cloud Sect.
And she was fighting the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King.
He clenched his fists, his Saiyan blood roaring at the sight of such a battle. He wanted to fight—no, he needed to fight. His body yearned to test itself against warriors of this caliber.
But he wasn't reckless.
Jumping into a fight of this level without preparation was suicide. He needed to observe, learn, and plan.
As he settled onto a tree branch to watch, his tail swayed behind him in anticipation.
This world was full of powerful people and terrifying beasts.
And soon, he would be counted among them.