The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Atilan's eyes darted around. The sudden appearance of a quasi-god's daughter, and two quasi-gods at that, along with the White Deer, his grand-aunt martial ancestor, who had the potential to become a god—how could he not try to take advantage of the situation?

"Something's not right. The School of Life is having such a miserable time within the Council of Nature, even my master was ostracized and sent to the frontier. Why is White Deer still allowed to oversee the examination of geniuses?"

Ultimately, the School of Life was ostracized within the druid community because the Elven Forefather was two-faced, wavering between the Council of Nature and the Elven God System.

"Because she is talented enough, and your Forefather firmly insisted that she remain in the Council of Nature's camp. As for why the School of Life has so few students, it's actually due to Gaeag and the Dwarven Master."

To be precise, the research directions of the three generations of the School of Life's leaders have all been rooted in the field of life, striving to reach higher and further, so that the secret arts of the School of Life, under the revision of the three generations of leaders, have become increasingly difficult!

If a school wants to flourish, it must have a low enough barrier to entry. Otherwise, if students can't even get through the door, why would they be willing to join a school that offers no future or hope?

The School of Life itself is a school that focuses more on individual cultivation and has little interest in branching out. From the very beginning, when the Ocean Wyrm imparted life knowledge to the elves, it was uninterested in recruiting a large number of students.

"Little White Deer is loved by almost all existing quasi-gods, including another nature demigod who once pursued the White Deer Goddess. With their love, Little White Deer's status in the Council of Nature naturally rises."

Quasi-gods would naturally not show special affection just because a child is cute. It must be out of recognition and appreciation for the child's talent, believing that she has the potential to inherit their will and continue to strive.

The Council of Nature wants to realize its ideal world, so it needs one genius after another like Little White Deer.

Quasi-gods care about their future peers, not specific individuals. Of course, the fact that Little White Deer's parents are quasi-gods from the Council of Nature is also a bonus.

"So, they sent this White Deer, who can barely be considered one of our own from the School of Life, to examine me. Old Rascal, what do you think they mean by this?"

"You are an elemental dragon, and you also recognize the identity of a druid. If you don't sincerely recognize this druid identity, even if you have the talent to become a quasi-god."

"How did they determine that I have a sense of belonging to the druids and the Council of Nature? After all, I am an Ocean Wyrm and should be more suitable for developing towards the sea. Staying on land is obviously not in line with my growth path."

"Unless I, like the Swamp Wyrm Sestis, create an inland sea with an area of ​​several million square kilometers on a certain continent, otherwise the water element content on land will not meet my growth needs."

The sea is not a place where a large amount of water elements naturally gather, waiting for virtuous people to live and practice. Most of the cultivation holy sites are improved under the environmental conditions where a certain amount of energy gathers.

Although the current Bearman Forest was once a desert, if it weren't for a large river not far to the north of the desert, and the moisture from Giant Dragon Lake constantly encroaching from the east, the Bearman's greening project would not have been so easy.

"Even the Council of Nature can support a child of god like Little White Deer, let alone an Ocean Wyrm like you, comparing the talents of the two of you."

After pondering for a moment, Old Rascal still said something to hit Atilan.

"Naturally, Little White Deer is stronger. She is a natural druid, an elf of nature. You just thought it was normal for White Deer to eat grass, it shouldn't be simply affected by the Frost Dragon bloodline."

"She also took action."

Atilan's eyes widened.

"Fairy bewilderment magic! ?"

"But I didn't feel any energy fluctuations at all. The forest is as calm as ever. If she wants to bewilder my mind and make me not notice anything wrong, is her power that strong?"

"Even if it's my master's wife, I don't think I wouldn't notice anything at all, after all, it's only been a little time, and the nature spirits of the forest will also give me help."

"It's not just a little time, she has been in this forest for quite a while. Are you sure those nature spirits will still stand by your side?"

"After all, you are just an Ocean Wyrm, and she is the Child of Nature."

Hearing this, Atilan subconsciously began to mobilize the power of nature around Greenscale Town. After carefully checking three times, he finally found something wrong.

To be precise, this problem was not discovered by relying on the druid's exploration ability, but he judged based on the past growth rate of the plants around Greenscale Town and found that they were growing a little faster.

This slight difference made Atilan realize that the forest had indeed been affected by outsiders, and it was also considerately disguised to look like it had not been affected.

If Atilan didn't often water that tree, he really wouldn't have been able to find the problem. Okay, if it weren't for Old Rascal's reminder, he wouldn't have noticed such a subtle difference in growth.

"This is the power of the Child of God, it's too terrifying. I can be considered to have carefully taken care of this area of ​​the forest, but in her hands, it betrayed so easily?"

Old Rascal shrugged casually.

"If she didn't have power close to that of a god, how could Little White Deer be called the Child of Nature."

Atilan continued to ask:

"But, a genius of her level should hide and cultivate well. If she is targeted by hostile forces and dies prematurely, wouldn't the Council of Nature suffer a great loss?"

Old Rascal looked at the forest and said leisurely:

"Precisely because Little White Deer has talent, she needs more training. What the Council of Nature needs is not a demigod cultivated by resources, but like-minded companions who have experienced various hardships, have a strong will and noble character."

Even if she becomes a god and possesses the most powerful power of the Council of Nature, it does not mean that this god can ride on the heads of other druids within the Council of Nature and act arbitrarily.

What the Council of Nature wants to create is not a master who rides on their heads and acts arbitrarily, but a leader who leads everyone forward, jointly building that natural world that belongs to the druids.

Saying that, Old Rascal glanced at Atilan.

"I know what you are planning in your heart, but if you want to just take the benefits of the Council of Nature and do nothing, not to mention you, even Gaeag and I wouldn't dare to do that."

"If you are really rated as a Saint Child, then opening up this world is likely to be your task. If you want other forces to recognize that this world is the territory of our Council of Nature, it is a tricky trouble."

"Many Saint Children have died in this kind of pioneering mission. Atilan, are you afraid?"

Looking at Old Rascal's half-smiling eyes, Atilan looked at the lush forest with ease and said indifferently:

"Compared to other druids, my biggest advantage as a dragon is that I can live long. As long as I live long enough, taking down this world is just a matter of time."

What the Council of Nature needs is not simply to conquer the world by force, but to make the lives that recognize the druid's way of nature the majority, so that this world can serve as the druid's base.

"The force you are building now can only be regarded as the Dragon Kingdom, not the Druid Kingdom. Of course, you are still a long way from becoming a Saint Child."

Atilan's eyes widened.

"With my strength and talent, I'm not worthy of the identity of a Saint Child?"

At this time, a clear and melodious voice like a lark sounded.

"A Saint Child doesn't just look at talent, he needs to have enough understanding of the druid and the way of nature, pass the test of the path of inheritance, and obtain the recognition and blessing of the holy land's heroic spirits to be considered a Saint Child of the Council of Nature."

"Precisely because you are a dragon, it will be even more difficult to gain the approval of the natural heroic spirits."

Atilan turned his head and saw a girl wearing a dress woven from emerald green leaves, with two slender emerald green antlers on her forehead, her upper body was a girl in her teens, and her lower body was a white deer centaur.

She was also holding a golden roasted suckling pig in her hand, with emerald-like eyes, fair and delicate face, bright red lips, but the corners of her mouth were obviously greasy.

Atilan's eyes lit up, and he eagerly approached her.

"You must be Grand-Aunt Martial Ancestor White Deer. Nice to meet you. I am Gaeag's disciple. I don't know if you are satisfied with this roasted suckling pig. If Grand-Aunt Martial Ancestor wants to eat anything else, I will immediately order the chef to make it."

White Deer frowned slightly and took a step back.

"Forget about Grand-Aunt Martial Ancestor, just call me White Deer. Besides, I still prefer the way you chased after me when I took the roasted suckling pig just now, that unruly look."

Atilan immediately looked at her seriously.

"No problem, I can restore it."

Atilan immediately used an official tone, took out an emerald gemstone and handed it to a nearby merman, instructing:

"Take this token, go and get the best fruit wine, and at the same time let Opeia bring the dance troupe to gather in the banquet hall. I will take the Saintess White Deer to see the performance later."

Turning to look at White Deer, he smiled seriously and said:

"Grand-Aunt Martial Ancestor, respecting teachers and valuing the Tao is still very necessary. Grand-Aunt Martial Ancestor came in a hurry, and I didn't have any preparations in advance. The only thing that can be considered decent is the song and dance performance."

White Deer's eyes rolled, she liked eating, and she also liked playing and having fun.

"Performance, what kind of performance?"

Atilan waved his hand and pointed to a table full of good dishes.

"Let's eat first, and after we're full, we'll go see the performance. Just a roasted suckling pig, I don't think Grand-Aunt Martial Ancestor is full. In fact, Grand-Aunt Martial Ancestor doesn't need to be like that just now."

"You've come to my place, how can I let you go hungry!"

White Deer shook her head and said:

"If something falls on the ground, it's no longer wanted. If I eat food prepared by the person being evaluated, the higher-ups will suspect the fairness of this evaluation. Before the evaluation is over, I think we should meet less."

"I can't eat these delicacies either, and I can't watch the performance you prepared."

Atilan immediately looked at Old Rascal.

“Uncle-Master Ancestor, you misunderstand. These delicacies don't belong to me. They are the reward for the Old Rogue teaching me, so you're eating the Old Rogue's things, which have nothing to do with me.”

“As for the performance, it's just a special rehearsal they're doing tonight in advance for the troop's welcome-back performance after their triumphant return. It's not an official performance, and there was no special invitation for an audience.”

The Old Rogue smiled kindly.

“That's right, you could say I watched you grow up. Now that you're here today, how could I not invite you to eat some of the local specialties?”

White Deer's eyes widened instantly.

“You can play like this!?”

The Old Rogue smiled, pointing at White Deer with his finger.

“Look, it's your first time out on a mission, so you need to ask the seniors who have performed similar tasks how they do it. That way, you won't make mistakes at work.”

“Is that so?”

White Deer transformed into her elven form, half believing and half doubting, walked to the chair, sat down, picked up a large chicken leg, and started eating.

“It's delicious! I didn't expect you, Old Rogue, to have fallen so far, starting to recruit servants to serve you. You won't be able to get into the Elder Council like this.”

The Old Rogue blew his beard and glared, tapping the table with the chicken bone in his hand.

“I don't want to become as rigid as those old fogeys. After I die, turning into a natural spirit and continuing to fight on the front lines of the Emerald Dream is my dream.”

“Die, die, what die? I learned a secret technique from Sister Spring a while ago that should help you. After soaking in it for three or four years, the possibility of you breaking through to Legendary can increase by about ten percent.”

“If you break through to Legendary, you won't die. When I first arrived a few days ago, I heard that you were messing around and almost killed yourself. But the appraiser's regulations state that they cannot casually appear in front of the person being appraised.”

“Fortunately, this kid has something going for him. Although I don't know what you did in the Emerald Dream, from the changes in you before and after you went in, and the smell on your body that is inseparable from this little dragon.”

“It allows me to confirm that your injuries can be stabilized, thanks to him. Moreover, you have activated the Frost Dragon bloodline in the little dragon's body, which has already met the talent requirements for applying for resources from the Gai'ogai Council.”

“As for the next review, I must be in front of him to conduct the assessment personally.”

As she spoke, White Deer casually threw away the clean-eaten chicken bone.

“Don't say I don't take care of you. Although I'm not considered a druid of the Life School, my father was once the head of the Life School. As long as your performance exceeds the quasi-god rating, I can apply for the Holy Son assessment for you.”

“This is extra assessment content, and the process will be very difficult. You can choose not to participate, but once you choose to participate, you cannot give up halfway.”

“I can't tell you the specific assessment content, but it will definitely be dangerous. Even with your current strength, participating in the assessment will encounter dangers that can kill you.”

“So, are you sure you want to participate?”

Before Attilan could answer, White Deer waved her hand and said:

“Don't rush, I'll have you answer me after I've arranged things for Old Rogue.”

After saying that, she began frantically sweeping the delicacies on the table, until she took a bite of the honey bread. The honey jam that burst open in her mouth from inside the bread instantly moved her to tears.

“It's been so long since I've tasted this flavor of honey. I really miss it! Compared to before, Sister Jaina's skills have improved a lot, and she has also added local flavors. Interesting.”

“In the past, Brother Gai'ogai would always share half of his bread with me, but ever since the Elder Council decided to have you open up this world, I have rarely tasted this honey.”

The Old Rogue nodded.

“Although we can have messengers bring some things back, the distance is so far that even if the messengers travel quickly back and forth through the Emerald Dream, it still takes a long time. After all, honey is not a valuable item and cannot temporarily take up too much of the messenger's transportation space.”

“By the way, I remember that Sister Jaina was always pursuing Brother Gai'ogai. Has his wooden head opened up? Did they get married! Do they have a baby?”

“They have already held a simple wedding. If there is a chance to go back, they may hold it again over there, after all, Gai'ogai has always hoped that his marriage with Jaina can receive the blessings of Jaina's elders.”

White Deer curled her lips, saying disdainfully:

“Those old stubborn people, they don't even like the look of me, let alone Brother Gai'ogai. I think the only things that can make them lower their noble heads are quasi-gods and the Grand Elder of the Elder Council.”

She said these words, but White Deer's hands didn't stop. Her eating speed was quite fast. The Old Rogue was often reminiscing about his glorious years, and when he reached for the bread, he realized that, guided by White Deer's topic, all the dishes had been wiped clean.

The Old Rogue asked with a dark face:

“How long has it been since you ate? You're eating so fast!”

“I was delayed a bit coming from the Emerald Dream, but I found a shortcut, which will be convenient for going back.”

“I'm full, let's get to work! There is a Crescent Lake in the center of the forest, and the life aura there is quite strong, which can be used as a carrier for casting spells. You can soak in the Crescent Lake for three or four years from now on, and I'll wait for you to break through to Legendary before reporting back.”

Crescent Lake? Isn't the only Crescent Lake in the forest Moonshadow Lake? The so-called life aura is because he often soaks in it to cultivate, and the lake water has been transformed by his life aura.

“That's all thanks to Attilan. In terms of the speed of creating life energy, even Gai'ogai may not be able to compare to him now.”

This was indeed the truth. Gai'ogai's cultivation of life secrets focused on acting on himself, while Attilan, because the dragon itself would spread its own energy aura outward for interaction, had expanded in the direction of benefiting others.

At first, it was just to create an environment suitable for him to live, cultivate, and fight in, but later he discovered that, with just a slight adjustment, his life-breathing ability could become a powerful tool for creating a druid cultivation holy land.

Life energy can promote the growth of plants and animals in the environment, thereby bringing about an increase in natural energy. Druids cannot directly use life energy, but cultivating with natural energy will improve their abilities more comprehensively.

“I expected that you have developed quite a few of the Ocean Dragon's bloodline abilities. I originally thought you specialized in life purification, but I didn't expect you to have made considerable achievements in creating life domains.”

“It seems that your chances of passing the assessment are even greater. When you personally cultivate a thousand druid juniors, you can become the Holy Son of the Nature Council.”

Attilan said, cultivate a thousand druid juniors? Why is it that there is such a large druid school, with one or two hundred children studying in it, why doesn't the bear-man teach himself?

Instead, he, a dragon, has to be the principal. So that's why.

“Let's go, we're going to Crescent Lake.”

As she spoke, a wooden staff appeared in White Deer's hand, and a verdant light enveloped Attilan's body. Everything went dark before his eyes, and he felt like he had turned into plant roots spreading underground.

When he saw the light again, what came into view was Moonshadow Lake.

“Ten breaths, so fast!”

Moreover, Attilan sensed that the situation of the earth veins was not damaged at all. His huge body was transmitted through the earth veins, and there were no traces of destruction.

His magic resistance is not weak, in fact, the previous transmission can be completely understood as White Deer forcibly using teleportation magic to banish Attilan. He had no resistance to White Deer's magic and was hit.

Even White Deer's casting didn't have any pre-casting movements. She didn't mobilize the earth vein energy at all, and with a whoosh, they were here.

“Is this the power of the Holy Son!?”

The Old Rogue waved his hand in front of his eyes.

“This is nothing yet, the real performance is about to begin now.”

White Deer rummaged in her pocket and took out a blue crystal.

“Your neighbor is pretty good. I picked up some water elemental power from him, and with this Spring of Life that Sister Spring gave me, I should be able to create a secondary Spring of Life.”

“The range is not large, it can only be used by one person. After all, the forest is only so big, and the energy it provides is only enough to nourish one person.”

Only so big? Isn't this forest big enough?

The area of many kingdoms is not as large as the area of the bear-man forest, okay?

White Deer bit her lip and paused with the wooden staff.

“Let me see, how should I adjust the forest's energy veins.”

As she spoke, a three-dimensional energy image marked with the forest's energy veins appeared in front of Attilan's eyes. White Deer reached out and casually plucked at the energy lines on the image.

An ingenious design drawing appeared.

She threw the two gems into the water, paused with the wooden staff again, and the image suddenly shattered into points of light that merged into the surrounding environment.

Soon, the earth trembled slightly, and the lake water in front of him formed a vortex. Accompanied by the rising of soil, a lake within a lake appeared in front of Attilan.

White Deer wiped her forehead.

“It's done, it almost killed me.”

Attilan's eyes widened instantly. You clearly only did that little thing, what's tiring about it!

“Is that it?”

“Yes, in the future, if you adjust the forest's energy veins, you should try to be like me as much as possible to avoid affecting the normal life of the forest residents.”

“Silence is the means of the Holy Son. Why do many brilliant legendary professionals look down on dragons? It's because dragons like to be flamboyant, and you can sense their smell from afar.”

“Flamboyance is not a problem, the problem is that dragons can let it out, but can't take it back, that's the problem.”

Powerful destructive power is nothing, using one part of strength to do one thing, or even one part of strength to do ten things, is the pursuit of these masters.

“Uncle-Master Ancestor, can you teach me this skill? How did you learn such an exquisite secret technique?”

White Deer shrugged her shoulders:

“If you also have a strict and obsessive-compulsive father, you can too.”

The corners of Attilan's mouth twitched. So strict to the point of cruelty is also the inheritance of their Life School!