"???"
Gran's eyes were practically full of question marks.
Did I just hear that right?
Beco the candidate for God of Destruction of the Seventh Universe
aning… to beco Lord Beerus's disciple?!
"Hisss!!"
Gran sucked in a sharp breath.
This was way too sudden! He had always believed that with his divine-level cooking skills, he could at least guarantee survival.
But who could've guessed Beerus wouldn't play by any known rule
and would suddenly ask him to beco a candidate for God of Destruction?!
Whis, on the other hand, didn't seem the least bit surprised.
In fact, he raised both hands in agreent.
After spending a year teaching Gran, Whis had long witnessed the boy's terrifying potential firsthand.
If you compared Beerus's natural talent to Gran's
to put it bluntly, even Beerus could only look up to him.
Having such a candidate for God of Destruction in the Seventh Universe…
was nothing short of a cosmic blessing.
"Kid," Beerus said calmly, "you said your Saiyan race keeps a kind of historical record, didn't you?
Then you should know what it ans when I say 'candidate for God of Destruction,' right?"
Of course Gran knew.
If he beca the Seventh Universe's candidate, he would be a being second only to Beerus himself—a position of absolute authority.
And if Beerus were to die or retire…
he'd inherit the title of God of Destruction.
But!
The life of a God of Destruction was linked to that of the Supre Kai!
Gran wasn't eager to inherit such a glaring weakness.
"Forgive , Lord Beerus," Gran said, bowing slightly, "but my strength is still too weak to shoulder such responsibility. Perhaps… you should choose soone else."
It wasn't a lie.
During his year in the God of Destruction's realm, Gran had spent all his ti mastering his own energy and refining his ntal state.
He'd never actually trained for power.
His strength had rely grown naturally, without deliberate effort.
In terms of battle power, he was sitting at around 500,000.
Compared to Beerus… that was laughably weak.
"Weak?"
Beerus's mouth twitched. "You're seven years old, aren't you? Your current strength already matches Frieza's suppressed state—and you still call that weak?"
Frieza's infamous "baby-chair form" wasn't actually his base form—it was a ans to contain his power.
His true normal form—the short, round-headed one—had a combat power of around 120 million when unrestrained!
"..."
Gran fell silent.
Beerus gave him a teasing look. "Maybe you don't even realize what you've achieved.
You woke up early from my slumber because of the thing you comprehended."
Gran blinked.
So that's why Beerus suddenly woke up?
It was because of ?!
Beerus's voice deepened, carrying a rare note of approval.
"With talent like yours, it's only a matter of ti before you reach my level—or even surpass ."
He said it with a straight face.
Whis nearly rolled his eyes.
Seven years old.
At seven, this boy had already reached the Peak Kai Dinsion, completely mastered his energy, and touched upon the "Half Ultra Instinct" state.
Once his body's instincts evolved further, he'd fully enter the realm of Ultra Instinct.
Could Beerus ever have reached this level at seven? Of course not.
Whis almost laughed aloud, but chose not to expose him.
After all, he too hoped this mysterious boy would beco the Seventh Universe's candidate for God of Destruction.
"With talent like yours," Beerus said solemnly, "you're more than qualified to inherit the title.
So—what's your answer?"
Beerus was rarely this polite.
For him to ask rather than command showed just how seriously he regarded Gran.
What was Gran supposed to say? He definitely didn't want this!
But he couldn't just say that aloud.
He hesitated, then shook his head. "Forgive , Lord Beerus, I—"
Beerus's expression darkened instantly.
"Boy, I've never been this polite to anyone before. Don't take my patience for weakness."
Now that was the deanor of a true God of Destruction.
When Beerus decided on sothing—no one in the universe dared refuse.
Those who did… well, their graves grew half a ter high.
(Just ask King Vegeta.)
A suffocating killing intent flooded the air.
Gran felt as though he'd plunged into an icy abyss, trembling uncontrollably.
He had expected Beerus to be angry, and he already had a contingency plan:
If Beerus tried to destroy him, he'd bring out his ultimate secret weapon—instant ran!
Then he'd claim that killing him would lower the Seventh Universe's average human quality index
a loss Beerus surely wouldn't want to risk.
Twofold strategy—foolproof, right?
But… dare he gamble with Beerus, of all beings?
This wasn't just any deity—this was the most temperantal God of Destruction in existence!
"L-Lord Beerus, I… I accept!"
Gran finally caved. His small face fell in despair.
He truly had no other choice.
"Hahaha! Knew you'd co around."
Beerus looked imnsely pleased and shot Whis a grin.
Whis chuckled, lifting his staff.
In the next instant
Gran's small body was enveloped in light, and when it faded, he was clad in a full Egyptian-style ceremonial garb:
sleeveless robe, golden armlets, and a sapphire pendant.
The attire was identical to Beerus's own.
And thus, on that day
the Seventh Universe gained its candidate for God of Destruction.
Celestial hymns echoed across the cosmos.
——
anwhile, in the Realm of the Supre Kai,
Shin and Kibito had just returned.
Shin frowned. "Strange. Not long ago, I sensed a massive surge of Destruction energy… but now it's completely gone."
Kibito shook his head. "I felt it too. I even thought Majin Buu had broken his seal."
Suddenly
A divine chorus resounded across the skies.
"What's going on?"
Both Shin and Kibito turned pale.
At the sa ti, the Z Sword embedded in the stone pillar began to tremble violently.
From within, the Elder Supre Kai's voice rang out, filled with disbelief.
"A candidate for God of Destruction?! Impossible! With that lazy skeleton's temperant, he actually took an apprentice?!"
——
North Kai's Planet.
North Kai was hiding in his tiny house, trembling.
He'd already felt Beerus's awakening earlier, and feared the God might co to obliterate his planet again.
But then ca the sacred music.
"What in the world is happening now?!"
He darted outside, staring up at the heavens, utterly baffled.
The lody continued to echo across the stars, though North Kai—unlike the Elder Kai—had no idea what it signified.
——
Zeno's Palace.
The Omni-King, mid-ga of "Pop the Stars," paused and glanced up briefly
then went right back to playing.
Beside him, the Grand Priest's ever-smiling eyes glinted faintly, his gaze drifting toward the Seventh Universe.
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