Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 738 Explosion! Explosion! Explosion! (Sixth update, please vote!)
Night had fallen, but the lights were still on in Bulma's private laboratory at Xidu Capsule Company.

A week has passed since Wukong's grand wedding, but the tranquility outside the window contrasts sharply with the constant, subtle hum and welding sounds inside the laboratory.

Bulma's hair was tied up casually, with a few strands sticking to her sweat-covered forehead. Under her eyes were clearly visible dark circles of fatigue, but her eyes were sparkling with excitement as she stared intently at a strangely shaped head-mounted device on the workbench, with several exposed wires.

The coffee cup next to him was already empty, and screws, micro circuit boards, and half-eaten energy bar packaging were scattered on the table.

"It's done! It's finally done!" She slammed her hand on the table, making several parts rattle, her face beaming with uncontrollable joy.

She carefully picked up the device—a concept Fang Yu had casually mentioned during a chat six months ago: a "combat power detector."

Over the past six months, she has devoted almost all her energy to this project, overcoming countless technical challenges, and tonight she finally completed the first prototype that is barely functional.

"Let's see how it works." Bulma took a deep breath, with the anticipation and tension unique to scientists, and steadily placed the detector in front of her right eye.

A faint green light flickered on the lens, displaying a row of numbers side by side.

She subconsciously turned her body, her gaze sweeping over the mirror.

The number on the lens instantly jumped to a stable value—"4".

"Ha! My combat power is 4! It seems the basic recognition function is working fine!" Bulma exclaimed excitedly, her sense of accomplishment instantly dispelling her fatigue.

A bold idea quickly formed in her mind: "Yes! Let's use this to check that guy's stats! It'll be really interesting! And it's about time, I can call him back tonight!"

Just do it.

Bulma quickly put away the detector, carefully picked up the seven Dragon Balls that were sitting on the coffee table in the living room, emitting a soft orange light, and walked into her spacious backyard.

Under the moonlight, she placed the seven Dragon Balls in the center of the lawn in the circle that had been summoned.

She took a deep breath of the cool night air, and then, following procedure, raised her hands high: "Come forth, dragon!"

In an instant, the Dragon Ball erupted with a towering golden beam of light, and dark clouds churned.

The enormous, majestic green dragon appeared in the vortex, its red eyes blazing, "State your wish."

"Please revive Fang Yu!" Bulma shouted clearly, while nervously and expectantly putting on the combat power detector, pressing her finger on the record button, and pointing the lens at the empty space below Shenron.

"This wish can be granted." The dragon's red eyes lit up, and immense power began to surge.

Amidst the dazzling golden light, the outline of a familiar figure quickly materialized.

Fang Yu's figure became clearly visible—his signature mischievous grin lingered on his lips, and he was still enveloped in a faint, lingering glow of the spirit world. The golden halo above his head, symbolizing his special approval as a "temporary spirit world cultivator" by the Realm King, had vanished.
Just as Fang Yu's figure completely solidified and his feet landed on the ground!
boom!
Crackling sound—sizzling sound!!!

Bulma's right eye's combat power detector lens suddenly burst out with a blinding red light, followed by a series of ear-piercing explosions and flashes of electricity from inside!
A burnt smell instantly filled the air!
Bulma felt a burning sensation in her right eye and screamed "Whoa!" She yanked the hot potato-like detector off her face and threw it away like a grenade.

"Pfft. Cough cough!" The detector rolled twice on the lawn, emitting a wisp of smoke, and was completely destroyed.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Fang Yu was startled by the sudden explosion and instinctively took a half step back. Seeing it was Bulma, he said, "Miss Bulma, I know you're enthusiastic, but is it really necessary to throw fireworks in your own face to welcome me back?" Bulma rubbed her right eye, which was slightly blackened by the smoke, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. Pointing to the smoking wreckage of the detector in the distance, she said irritably, "Something must have gone wrong." She looked at her hard work with heartache, but not wanting to appear too embarrassed in front of Fang Yu, she quickly changed the subject, "Never mind, it's broken, it's just a preliminary sample anyway. The important thing is that you're back! Come on in!"

Bulma pushed Fang Yu, who was still curiously examining the wreckage of the detector, into the house, and casually added, "By the way, tomorrow is the first day of registration for the World Martial Arts Tournament, don't miss it, Bounty Hunter~"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu's eyes lit up. "Oh? So soon? Hahaha! This is exactly what I've been waiting for! Don't worry, I, Fang Yu, have reserved this year's prize money, and all the prize money for all future years! I'll keep it until they go bankrupt and give me a lifetime achievement award!"

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Just as Fang Yu from Dragon Ball destroyed a combat power detector, in the other world of Mortal Cultivation, Fang Yu had just arrived at the gate of Yellow Maple Valley.

The majestic gate of Huangfeng Valley, shrouded in mist, exudes a celestial aura.

Beneath the massive archway, crowds thronged, creating a bustling and noisy atmosphere.

Young cultivators from Yue Kingdom and surrounding countries, whether alone or in small groups, all gathered here with dreams of cultivating immortality.

Among the crowd, Fang Yu, dressed simply, stood out from the crowd. With his hands in his pockets, he moved along with the flow of people with a bored expression, looking at this grand sect that was many times more magnificent than Kinmen.

Before long, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in the robes of an elder of Huangfeng Valley, with a serious expression, gracefully landed on the high platform of the mountain gate, his gaze sweeping across the dark mass of people below like lightning.

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying an undeniable authority:
"Silence! Huangfeng Valley is welcoming new members, and the rules are clear! Those with Ascension Tokens, stand to my left! Those who wish to participate in the initiation trial, stand to my right! Quickly form lines!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the crowd seemed to be drawn together by invisible threads, instantly becoming clearly divided.

On the left is the group of those holding the Ascension Token.

Most of them were dressed in luxurious clothes, in fine silks and satins, and wore magical artifacts and ornaments that shimmered with spiritual light.

The male cultivators were imposing and dignified, while the female cultivators were beautiful and graceful, their every move exuding the composure unique to scions of noble families, along with a hint of barely perceptible arrogance.

They stood tall and proud, talking quietly to each other, their brows revealing a relaxed ease that showed no worries.

On the right, the ranks of the trial participants were in a completely different situation.

Coarse linen clothes and animal skin coats were the norm, and many people looked weathered, some even wearing patches upon patches.

Most of them were taciturn, their eyes filled with tension, hope and unease about the future, their postures stiff and awkward, and even their breathing deliberately lighter.

In contrast, one side appears ethereal and otherworldly, like a noble being in the clouds, while the other side seems more like a mortal struggling to make a living in the mortal world. The difference between the immortals and the mortals is vividly displayed in this division of ranks.

"The first trial: examining your spiritual roots and talents! Step forward one by one and place your hands on the spirit-testing stone!"

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