The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Ahtilian weakly collapsed onto the ground, a trace of blood even seeping from the corner of his mouth, as he said weakly:

“Master, you go first. After I recover from the injuries I sustained from the Thunderous Lightning kicks of the Tigerman, I will come immediately.”

The Bearman's lips curled into a smile.

“Are you sure you want to feign injury in front of me?”

Ahtilian raised his head slightly.

“I'm really not faking it. The Tigerman's kicking techniques are even more powerful than I imagined. I've only trained one piece of my Sea Dragon Shield. It looks like the magical shield hasn't been broken at all, but in fact, the Tigerman's attacks have already penetrated the shield and hit me.”

“It's just that I acted calm and collected, seemingly fine on the surface, but in reality, I suffered severe internal injuries. My internal organs have been penetrated and attacked by the Tigerman's thunder.”

“I didn't expect that she could already fuse the lightning element into penetrating force, destroying the enemy from within. When it comes to the application of true energy, Tyre is already an elite martial monk, worthy of being my strongest opponent.”

Looking at Ahtilian, who seemed quite sentimental and revealed respect for the Tigerman in his eyes, the Bearman only found it amusing. When did Little Dragon start respecting Tyre?

“I know you're afraid I'll hold a grudge against you for privately gathering everyone to prepare for the wedding. Actually, I also know that if this wedding isn't held, Gianna won't let me go.”

“However, if you don't want to accept my special training, you better tell me all the plans you and Gianna have been carrying out behind my back, otherwise, I'll let you know… what hellish training is.”

“You only need to know that all the training I've given you in the past didn't actually use all my methods and techniques. I have some ways to enhance your strength most effectively.”

“I was concerned that you were still too young, and your mind and willpower weren't strong enough. I thought of using gentle methods to help you improve your willpower first, and then pass on all the inheritance of the School of Life before I leave.”

“So, do you want to start receiving the inheritance of the School of Life now?”

Ahtilian swallowed. To be honest, he really felt a little tempted, but that was just temptation. To actually make him act on it would be worse than killing him.

Having been tortured by the Bearman for more than two years, Ahtilian knew best how torturous the Bearman's training methods were. The secret techniques of the School of Life were all the types that would bring extreme pain to the body and spirit.

He originally thought that Life Control was already the most painful secret technique of the School of Life, but now, listening to the Bearman's tone, Life Control was actually a secret technique used to build a foundation.

Then wouldn't the true inheritance be agonizing?

Wait, that's not right. Ahtilian suddenly remembered what the Bearman had said when he taught him Life Control.

“Master, didn't you say that Life Control is the most core ability of our School of Life? How can there be a deeper inheritance?”

The Bearman nodded and explained:

“That's right, Life Control is indeed the most core skill of the school, but I never said that what I taught you was the complete Life Control. What you learned is just a simplified version specially extracted by the school leader to test whether disciples have the qualifications to accept the inheritance.”

“It's only about 30% of the original power.”

It already has such a good effect with only 30%, then wouldn't the original version be heaven-defying?

“The effect is 30%, but the pain is only 10-20%. If you can't inherit the core content, relying on the simplified version can also gain a foothold in the material world. Not to mention achieving fame, at least you can protect one side in peace.”

“The Second Generation Elf Ancestor also painstakingly created the simplified version. After three generations of dwarves and four generations of me made additions, subtractions, and optimizations based on our own cultivation experience, we finally have the version you are learning.”

“You should also have noticed that you possess some talents different from ordinary ocean dragons, and you also want to develop these talents, but you should have found that the time required to develop and enhance these talents will be very long.”

“The growth time of ordinary ocean dragons is calculated in centuries, let alone you, the extraordinary Elemental Dragon King?”

Ahtilian instantly widened his eyes and climbed up from the ground.

“Master, how do you know… If you know about the Elemental Dragon King, doesn't that mean that the Elemental Dragon King isn't rare, and no one would hunt Elemental Dragon Kings anymore?”

The Bearman smiled faintly and shook his head.

“On the contrary, it is precisely because the Elemental Dragon King has basically disappeared from the material world that even in the elemental plane, few elemental dragons can encounter the Dragon King who envies the same race's dragon clan.”

“It may only appear once every few thousand years that an elemental dragon with potential appears, but without exception, they all disappear after their names are spread. Why do you say this is?”

Ahtilian swallowed nervously.

“Does Master mean that someone is specifically hunting these elemental dragons with potential?”

“That's right, so I think it is necessary to start formal Life Control training for you, using the natural essence aura of the druids to cover up your characteristics as an Elemental Dragon King.”

“You must also sincerely believe that your talents and strengths are all based on Life Control and the transformation from ordinary ocean dragons. You are not an Elemental Dragon King, you are just an Ocean Dragon Life Druid!”

Ahtilian was completely led by the nose by the Bearman. He subconsciously followed the Bearman's train of thought, ignoring why the Bearman would say these things at this time.

Weren't they supposed to be healing the Tigerman? How could there be time to chat with him at length?

After seeing the ocean dragon soul containing rich vitality, the Bearman was thinking about which secret technique of the School of Life should be taught to Ahtilian to help him combine the two aspects of druid and ocean dragon.

“Starting tomorrow, you will practice with me in the Amethyst Mountains. When you reach my standards, I will pass on the complete Life Control to you.”

“With Life Control covering you up, you can disguise yourself as an ordinary young ocean dragon, without worrying about your talents being exposed, as long as the level difference between your druid profession and dragon creature level doesn't exceed two times.”

“So you have to communicate more earnestly with this forest. After I leave, there will be a lot of natural energy vacant that no one will absorb and sort out. At that time, it will be up to you and the Eagle King to lead everyone to do it.”

“Although it's difficult, it's also a test for you. As long as you do it, you can all grow into independent druids.”

To be independent, you must at least be a level 10 druid. Everyone in the forest still needs time to grow, and at least no one has shown the potential to break through level 10.

“Yes, Master.”

The bear and the dragon carried the mother tiger to Moon Shadow Lake.

The Bearman drew a circle in the air with his right hand, and the water also formed a vortex, wrapping the Tigerman in it. The water of Moon Shadow Lake emitted a faint white light, which complemented the blue thunder patterns on the Tigerman's fur.

The swirling water quickly washed away all the dust and blood from the Tigerman's body, as quickly as a washing machine washes clothes, but the Tigerman's condition didn't seem to be very good.

Ahtilian saw that she was starting to frown.

“Master, it seems like the Tigerman can't handle you spinning her like that. Shouldn't we change to a different purification method? Or wait until the moonlight comes out, and we'll freeze her in a block of ice, so she should regain consciousness.”

Ahtilian suddenly thought of the Cold Jade Bed.

“Master, what if we use Moon Shadow Lake water to build an ice platform and let the Tigerman practice true energy on the ice platform? It should be able to restore her true energy to purity and calm her brain through the cool ice platform, right?”

The Bearman stopped drawing circles with his rotating hand, and the water quickly returned to calm, leaving only the Tigerman lying in the water, frowning and constantly turning her head, muttering to herself, as if she were having a nightmare.

“Master, did her Celestial Silkworm Transformation succeed or fail?”

The Bearman didn't answer his question, but asked:

“If it succeeded, would her spirit have such a big problem?”

“Then it failed?”

“If it failed, would it be able to restore her to her original state?”

You've said all the good and bad things, what else can I say? Ahtilian lowered his head and began to drip Life Water on the Moon Glow Grass.

“Leave some Life Water. Tyre will need your Life Water to replenish her strength later.”

“Aren't there acorns? Compared to my half-baked Life Water, the old tree's Life Acorns are better for nourishing the Tigerman's body, right?”

The Bearman glared at him, and a fluorescent green light wave emanated from his hand, shining on the Tigerman's whole body, healing the wounds torn by Ahtilian's dragon claws and reconnecting the bones broken by the dragon tail.

“Two years of time have allowed you to surpass the Tigerman's fifteen years of hard training. Don't mention her, even I am a little jealous of your talent.”

Ahtilian quickly put his head into the Bearman's arms and said with a smile:

“If it weren't for Master, I wouldn't have had the chance to grow so quickly. Everything is thanks to Master. Actually, I think you should wait for me for another fifteen years.”

“Maybe I can search for natural relics with you.”

The Bearman patted his big head and said happily:

“It is precisely because your combat power fifteen years from now can be comparable to a legendary druid that I can't take you with me. If you unfortunately die in battle, you can protect this forest and everyone in it for us.”

“Having been with them for so long, have you seen who has the best talent?”

Best talent, Ahtilian's claws hooked a string of sparks on the hard dragon scales, thinking about who it should be.

Since the Bearman asked this, it certainly wouldn't be the Eagle King, who has the highest level and best talent on the surface. It should be someone Ahtilian didn't expect.

Looking at the white tiger in front of him, Ahtilian suddenly thought of the black panther, and then he thought of the panther woman. Then he shook his head and threw this absurd idea out of his mind.

Among the remaining people, Ahtilian suspects that the wine woman and the flower woman may have extraordinary talents, because they really just brew wine and plant flowers, and they have raised their druid levels.

It's even more exaggerated than the hard-working Ahtilian. Although Ahtilian's improvement is greater, it cannot be denied that Ahtilian has paid blood and sweat.

Under the Bearman's cultivation, Ahtilian paid more blood than sweat.

Ahtilian believes that the wine woman and the flower woman's alternative cultivation methods are talent.

But the most talented person can only be one, and he should be chosen from inconspicuous people, like Big Horn, Taishan, and Sloth!

“Is it Taishan?”

“He's just lucky. The one with the best talent isn't him, but he's close.”

“Sloth?”

“No, guess again. If you haven't seen through the essence of their druidic practice after two years of being together, then it means you still need time to grow.”

“You can't even judge people accurately, how are you going to look for natural sacred objects with me? You don't think natural sacred objects are the kind that are protected by many dangerous creatures, emitting strange light, with movements and scents that can be heard and smelled from more than ten kilometers away, do you?”

Attilan really thought so.

“The biggest characteristic of natural sacred objects is that they can perfectly blend with the surrounding environment. Without enough profound druidic knowledge, you simply can't see through the disguise of natural sacred objects.”

“Do you still think you can go with me now?”

Attilan shook his head, giggling foolishly.

“I'm not going, I'm not going. So who is the most talented person? It can't really be Leopard Girl, can it?”

Attilan didn't expect Bearman to actually nod.

“It really is her. Among so many druids in the forest, Sandrine learned the least knowledge directly from me. She seems to be running and playing in the forest, but in fact, every time she passes through the environment I created,”

“she absorbs my skills and knowledge. A natural spirit like her would be hindered from developing her own talent if she learned the knowledge summarized by acquired druids.”

“Leopard Girl can learn a lot of knowledge by observing nature herself. You should also have noticed that the effect of you urging Leopard Girl to practice is not good. She is still doing her own thing.”

“But when she's not practicing, is Sandrine's ability also increasing?”

Attilan scratched his chin. It seemed to be very similar to what Bearman described. Everyone else needed to actively meditate and practice, but Leopard Girl was different. It seemed like she didn't practice much.

Her strength was still steadily increasing, as if she was AFK.

“So, I shouldn't let Leopard Girl go to the wilderness to shape nature for cultivation?”

“No, she also needs practice. Just absorbing natural echoes and magic from the forest will increase her strength, but her combat power is still worrying.”

“I'm not good at nurturing this kind of genius, and Jaina is not an excellent teacher either. Old Rascal tried it, but the effect wasn't good. You also saw that the Shadow Leopard form had some negative effects on Leopard Girl.”

“Do you have any good ideas to help Leopard Girl make good use of her talent? If she gets the right guidance, I think she can grow into a legendary druid!”

If Leopard Girl's talent is really that good, then it really shouldn't be wasted.

But Attilan thought again, wasting her talent is just his and Bearman's wishful thinking. Leopard Girl might prefer to play around and live a carefree life.

If enemies really appear, Attilan feels that he can handle it.

If he can't handle it, Leopard Girl definitely can't handle it either.

“Master, you first tell me which aspect of Leopard Girl's talent it is, so that I can formulate a plan.”

“Observe it yourself. If you want me to tell you everything, what am I taking apprentices for? Just to cultivate another me?”

Attilan pointed to the tiger man soaking in the water.

“Ahem, Master, how about we heal the tiger man first, and then I'll go back to observe Leopard Girl's situation, analyze her talent, and formulate a growth plan suitable for her.”

Attilan suddenly asked suspiciously:

“But Master, why should I learn how to cultivate Leopard Girl?”

“Because of the proverb 'Control of Life.' Control yourself, control the enemy, but there is actually a third sentence: control life. Theoretically, you can know all the situations inside a druid's body.”

“And guide them to develop more complete and powerful life forms. How high your limit is, they will have the opportunity to reach the same height. Similarly, in the process of cultivating them, you can in turn absorb the resources for growth from them.”

“It's like you nurturing your life energy into seeds, planting them in the druid's body, helping the druid grow into a towering tree, and then eating the fruits condensed from their wisdom and strength.”

Hiss, Attilan felt that it sounded a bit like the Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Art. It seemed like he was helping people, but as long as his thoughts were slightly dark.

He could completely cultivate all those druids into resources, not just the fruit, but the entire tree would be eaten clean.

Or say he becomes greedy, not satisfied with just harvesting one fruit, but transforming everything about the druid into a fruit for absorption.

It's like in some dark myths, the so-called divine trees and immortal roots are actually magic fruits fed by piles of white bones. Attilan doesn't take the path of cultivating by eating people.

It's not that Attilan is so kind, this thing is more like the bottom line he once had as a human. Once the bottom line is broken, it is likely to quickly rot.

Attilan wouldn't become a good dragon, but a foul-smelling evil dragon covered in filth is not his vision either, so he directly told Bearman his thoughts.

Bearman nodded and said:

“In essence, humans, cattle, sheep, pigs, and horses are all animals, but humans are smarter. Some evil dragons especially like elves, because the longest-lived elves provide the most improvement when eaten.”

“Isn't there a legend that elves are intelligent life forms transformed from the fruits of a certain World Tree? Eating them should be no different from eating fruits.”

“Of course, given a choice, I would definitely not choose to hunt intelligent life to increase my strength, because this behavior would bring greater risks.”

Attilan twitched the corner of his mouth. He forgot that the druids of the neutral camp follow the laws of nature. Even if the druids have moral standards, they are definitely different from him, who crossed over from China.

“It is reasonable to use Control of Life to help them grow and collect a certain reward, unless your relationship is very close and you are willing to help them for free.”

“But are there many people like that?”

Attilan shook his head. Although almost all the druids in the forest were recruited into the various clubs he had established, he was only close to a few of them.

If Attilan could condense life gems to prolong life, he would definitely give priority to Leopard Girl, Evie, Wine Woman, Flower Woman, Eagle King, Taishan, and Big Horn.

And Old Centaur, if this old guy can live to that day.

In just these two years, Attilan has rarely seen Old Centaur come out to participate in activities. Most of the time, he stays in the centaur tribe teaching the younger generation, or passing on the experience of managing a tribe to the Horse King.

He's dying.

The Old Centaur's tribe helped Attilan a lot in the past, and the rewards Attilan paid were not enough to hire so many excellent centaur rangers.

It was all a friendship price, and Attilan naturally hoped to repay this kindness.

But his Water of Life does not yet have the effect of prolonging life, at most it improves the quality of Old Centaur's remaining life, allowing him to demonstrate in person, instead of just moving his lips while smoking a pipe.

With the rapid increase in Attilan's strength over the past year, the effect of the Water of Life has also improved, allowing Old Centaur to regain the feeling of youth.

He became energetic in his old age, dragging his half-buried body to fight bravely. The Horse King's uncle will be born in three months.

The Horse King is Old Centaur's grandson, so Old Centaur's son is naturally his uncle.

When Attilan went to deliver the Water of Life, he accidentally heard this news from a centaur, and he almost burst out laughing.

He did hope that Old Centaur could improve his quality of life through his Water of Life, but he didn't expect Old Centaur to improve his quality of life so much.

At such an old age, he still has young girls who like him.

I have to say, this female centaur's taste is quite unique.

Attilan only realized after seeing Old Centaur's young wife that she was not a young centaur either, but she was probably in her early thirties. Compared to Old Centaur, Attilan felt that she and Horse King might be a better match.

But well, Horse King has a wife, but she has passed away due to physical reasons.

This guy is still a devoted lover. Since his wife passed away, he has been wholeheartedly studying ranger skills. After his wife died, his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

And he quickly became the ranger leader and was appointed as the successor by Old Centaur.

It's just that Horse King doesn't find a second wife to continue the bloodline of Old Centaur, which makes Old Centaur very helpless, especially after seeing his cousin Old Blind Eye's great-grandson, Old Centaur's emotions are even more complicated.

His cousin is constantly fighting, and as a result, his son, grandson, and great-grandson all exist. He takes his family to live in a safe forest, but his whole family is left with only Horse King, one grandson.

In the past, Old Centaur was powerless, but after drinking Attilan's Water of Life for a month, his back didn't ache, his legs didn't hurt, and he could run ten kilometers in one breath.

It made Old Centaur feel like he had returned to his youth. Of course, as an level 11 druid, Old Centaur knew that his lifespan had not been fundamentally improved, and he would still die in two years.

But after checking his body, he found that he still had a chance to have another child!

If Horse King doesn't work hard, then only he himself can work hard.

The old man is strong and determined. The Water of Life has refilled his withered body with muscles. Coupled with a hundred years of experience, Old Centaur now looks at most forty years old.

It only took three months to seduce... cough cough, attract this former female chief of the centaur clan from Attilan, and quickly have a love crystallization.

Old Centaur also secretly gave Attilan's Water of Life to his wife to drink, just so that his son could have better talent and become an excellent druid and ranger.

Attilan was speechless. Isn't it just Water of Life? With his strength, can't he feed one old and one young?

Old Centaur really didn't treat him as a friend.