The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

The Bearman glared at Attilan unhappily, then conjured a ball of clear water. He then grabbed a handful of dirt mixed with weeds and pebbles and put it into the clear water, mixing it all together.

"Originally, Old Rascal's thoughts were like this clear water, but adding the power of faith is like adding this handful of impurities. Look at what this water looks like now?"

Attilan quickly retorted:

"But we have already purified the power of faith through rituals. The creations made with the power of faith, Old Rascal and I both feel that the energy is very pure."

"Old Rascal only ate it after confirming there were no problems, and after eating it, he became much more energetic. Even if there really are problems, he can solve them after breaking through to Legend... right?"

This time, the Bearman couldn't hold back any longer. Brilliant lightning formed a silver-white whip in his right hand, and he raised the whip to strike Attilan.

The Vine Woman stepped forward to stop him, comforting him:

"If Little Dragon hadn't done this, Old Rascal might have already been resigned to death. Even if you came back, with your clumsy mouth, could you have persuaded him to change his mind?"

"Little Dragon is indeed better at solving this kind of problem. You only saw that Robert's mental will was polluted by the power of faith, but didn't you notice that he has regained his former spirited state?"

"Ever since she sacrificed herself, Robert lost his motivation to move forward. Robert's thinking was disturbed by the power of faith, which also led him to believe in the solution proposed by Little Dragon."

"I trust Master the most. Without Master, there would be no me today."

"Then why don't you follow my arrangements? I told you that it's enough to show your talent in purifying filth. Instead of focusing on showing the White Deer your Purifying Lightning, you started messing around with the Power of Creation."

"Is that a power you should be touching now? Even adult Ocean Dragons, if they recklessly refine the Power of Creation, will only end up with energy riots and death."

"What makes you think your foundation is solid enough to touch the Power of Creation, which is considered a taboo even among Ocean Dragons? Rather than letting the Power of Creation drain you dry, I'd rather beat you, you bastard disciple, to death first."

Attilan looked at the furious Bearman and quickly waved his hands to explain:

"Master, I don't plan to master the complete Power of Creation right now. I studied the abilities mastered by Ocean Dragons at various stages in my inherited memories and found that as Ocean Dragons master life energy that is constantly being purified."

"Eventually, the Power of Creation will be produced, but depending on the talent differences of different Ocean Dragon individuals, the purity and quantity of the Power of Creation will vary greatly. Excluding innate reasons, most of the acquired differences are due to the intensity of the dragon body's training and the mastery of life energy."

"Based on my current growth rate, I estimate that I will be able to initially grasp the prototype of the Power of Creation when I come of age in fifty years. Originally, after Ocean Dragons come of age, the purity of magic power in their bodies will suddenly increase by a large margin."

"This will give birth to Dragon Saliva Crystals that can extend lifespan. I just want to use various secret cultivation techniques to enhance the efficacy of Dragon Saliva Crystals, which cannot be considered the complete Power of Creation."

The Bearman snorted coldly and said:

"So, your plan is to use this substandard defective product to fool the Council Elders?"

"How can this be called fooling? I'm just showing my investment value, so that the elders will increase their investment in me. Give me another hundred years, and I guarantee that the entire continent will be our Natural Council's territory!"

The thunder whip in the Bearman's hand shone even brighter, and his tone was unusually cold.

"Arrogance comes at a price. Let me weigh how much strength my good disciple has gained in the month or so that I've been away."

"To actually say such arrogant words as occupying the entire continent in a hundred years!"

Not to mention the Bearman, even the Vine Woman felt that Attilan was a bit ignorant of the immensity of Heaven and Earth, and consciously stood aside.

Seeing this scene, Attilan immediately wanted to flap his wings, take off, and run away.

Then he was wrapped around the tail by the thunder whip and pulled down from the sky. Another whip struck Attilan's back, instantly tearing his skin open.

"Awoo!"

It hurt! Strictly speaking, this was the first time Attilan had been physically punished by the Bearman.

Although he had been tortured to the point of ecstasy by the Bearman before, in name, those were all training. Only today did the Bearman make it clear that he was punishing Attilan for being ignorant of the immensity of Heaven and Earth.

The Bearman was also angry. In another two or three years, he would set off to find the Natural Sacred Object, but the successor he had chosen was so arrogant and conceited, and not suitable to entrust with the foundation.

If Attilan was reliable, he could set off earlier with peace of mind, but as soon as Attilan gained a little strength, he began to swell up, behaving as昏聩 and失智 as most dragons.

It was like starting to think about how to govern the world as president after just starting elementary school. How could such a performance not disappoint the Bearman, making him feel that Attilan needed to be taught for a longer period of time.

"In the coming period, you will honestly stay by my side, learn how to manage the energy veins of this forest, and at the same time learn what is the virtue of humility."

"Precisely because dragons are powerful, you need to learn humility even more, and..."

The Bearman's gaze seemed to penetrate into Attilan's bones.

"You should stop practicing the secret techniques taught to you by the White Deer for now. That is not suitable for you. Although the orthodox life control transformation will be slower, it can more harmoniously develop the eight bloodlines in your body."

Attilan asked in surprise:

"Master, you know that I have eight different elemental dragon bloodlines in my body?"

The Bearman had a cold face.

"I personally guided you to complete the first life transformation. At that time, I discovered that there was a problem with your bloodline. Haven't you ever thought about a question."

"Why do your眷属 use you as a totem when performing the totem war dance, but can they receive the four elements of earth, wind, water, and fire? Why did you perform a ritual to receive a large amount of the four elements into your body."

"But instead, it caused you to undergo the first bloodline transformation?"

Attilan's eyes widened like copper bells in surprise, and he dragged his scarred body in front of the Bearman.

"Master, you know everything, why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you, and then wait for you to swell up like you are now, really thinking that having eight elemental bloodlines can make you an elemental dragon god?"

"Let me tell you the truth, there was once a dragon who possessed the four major elemental bloodlines of Purgatory, Ocean, Mountain, and Cloud, who reached the full level of the elemental master profession and prepared to become a god."

"By the way, the Dragon God Orb that you have been thinking about was also obtained by him corresponding to the earth, wind, water, and fire. Guess what his ending was?"

The corners of Attilan's mouth twitched. Now that the Ocean Dragon Soul has appeared in the hands of the Swamp Dragon, then this earth-shattering earth, wind, water, and fire elemental Dragon King must have died and disappeared.

"What do you think your advantages are compared to him? At that time, he was surrounded by the four major elemental dragon groups, unlike the two or three kittens around you now."

“You'll even have difficulty finding a pure-blooded Ocean Wyrm wife, let alone a dragon army. Guess again why he was able to obtain the Four Great Orbs and gather so many Elemental Dragons?”

“Why have the Elemental Dragons become like this now, with even reproduction being a problem?”

Attilan lowered his head; he understood everything. This was a trap, set by Tiamat and Bahamut, those two old geezers, wanting to sever the roots of their Elemental Dragons.

Even though they had already degraded themselves to the Wyrm group, why were those two damned old things still clinging to them? Just how much of a threat did the Elemental Dragon God pose to them back then?

They're already dead, are they afraid that the Elemental Dragon God will be resurrected from the Elemental Dragon group?

So, they want to strangle all the talented Elemental Dragons suspected of being reincarnations of the Elemental Dragon God?

If the Elemental Dragon God had truly reincarnated, how could he be foolish enough to jump into the trap of those two old geezers? Wouldn't it be better to hide directly in that Elemental Dragon God Trial Vault and use the resources converted from the Elemental Dragons who died inside during the trials to cultivate?

Damn it, Attilan suddenly felt that whether it was the Platinum Dragon God, the Mother of Dragons, or even the Elemental Dragon God, they all seemed to have traps waiting for a newbie like him to jump into.

Right now, it seems like only the Druid path is viable for him, at least the Bearfolk won't坑 him (cause harm to him).

They won't take his life, nor will they use him as nourishment to restore their strength.

“Master, I understand. I will definitely keep a low profile and cultivate diligently in the future, striving to make those guys think that I only want to be a Druid and have no thoughts about the Dragon God.”

Disguise is Attilan's way of survival. He must honestly walk down the path of the Druid, not thinking about any Elemental Dragon God, or even Gourmet Dragon God.

He must be the Gourmet God of the Druids, only that the Gourmet God is a dragon.

“I am an Ocean Wyrm Druid, not a Druid Ocean Wyrm.”

The Bearfolk revealed an expression of 'a child can be taught'. As expected, when a child gets arrogant and disobedient, a beating will fix it.

Clearing his throat, the Bearfolk took out a pair of scarlet bone claws from his dimensional bag.

“These are the Scarlet Blood Claws of Death Claws. Take them to forge a weapon. This is bone, the most suitable weapon for a Druid, but it's full of necromantic magic.”

“Didn't you say you wanted to cultivate the power of Creation? Then try to transform this weapon first. The power of Creation can not only nourish living things, but also the dead.”

“Turning the dead into the living, and the living into the dead, it depends on how you use it.”

Attilan felt that the Bearfolk seemed to understand the power of Creation even more than him. That's not right, no one in the entire forest should understand the power of Creation more than him, otherwise the White Deer wouldn't have been so easily tricked by him.

If one had enough understanding of the power of Creation, they should know that a three-year-old dragon simply couldn't nurture complete power of Creation. Did that Ocean Wyrm even tell the elves such secret knowledge?

If detailed information about this trump card were leaked, it could be cracked. Once cracked, the Ocean Wyrms would be at risk of extinction.

Although they are indeed almost dead now.

But the Elemental Dragon God should also be a transmigrator from China, 'Fish leaping over the Dragon Gate, all living beings can become dragons' he seems to have understood this completely. Elemental Wyrms, cultivating according to specific secret techniques, can really transform into not-so-pure Elemental Dragons.

After several generations of continuous refinement, they can transform from Wyrms into Dragons.

That's why destroying the Elemental Dragons is so difficult. Of course, it's through the method of passing on high-quality bloodlines to future generations that they transform. Fish leaping over the Dragon Gate, that also requires a Dragon Gate.

The Elemental Dragon God may have created the Dragon Gate, but the Dragon Gate should have already been destroyed.

But the Dragon God Orbs are smaller versions of the Dragon Gate, just like the Swamp Wyrm obtained the Ocean Dragon Soul, using the Ocean Dragon Soul to nourish his and his wife's bloodlines. Of course, his wife also needs to be a Water-type Dragon.

Theoretically, they can give birth to one, or even several, pure-blooded Ocean Wyrms.

If there is a female dragon among them, then Attilan should be able to find a pure-blooded Ocean Wyrm wife?

“Master, do Swamp Wyrms have children?”

“What do you want to ask?”

“No, didn't you say that the Ocean Wyrms are almost extinct, but the Ocean Dragon Soul can increase the population of the Ocean Wyrm clan, and Swamp Wyrms have Water-type bloodlines.”

“Theoretically, as long as the conditions are right, pure-blooded Ocean Wyrm offspring can be born. I'm just concerned about the fate of the clan. The more Ocean Wyrms there are, the less conspicuous I'll be among them.”

The Vine Woman chuckled and covered her mouth, smiling.

“I see that you want to find a wife because of what your master said. You're only three years old, no rush. When you come of age, your master and I will personally visit the Swamp Wyrms.”

“We will definitely find you a suitable wife.”

Attilan said with a dark face:

“No, I don't want to find a wife. Compared to the Swamp Wyrm's daughter, I'm more envious of the Ocean Dragon Soul in his hands. With the Ocean Dragon Soul, Old Rascal's lifespan problem can be completely solved.”

“Didn't you say that you can't use the power of faith of the Gourmet God anymore?”

The Bearfolk waved his hand and said:

“Borrowing the Ocean Dragon Soul is impossible. At most, we can try to exchange some Dragon Saliva Crystals from Cerastes. He should have already cultivated the power of Creation, otherwise he wouldn't have transformed into a life form close to an Ocean Wyrm so quickly.”

“Even if he cultivates the secret techniques of the School of Life, it's very difficult to transform from mixed-blood to pure-blood. I managed to suppress it for you, so that you can steadily transform towards the Elemental Dragon King.”

“But you activated it again!”

Attilan smiled awkwardly. Who told the Bearfolk to only tell him which direction he should cultivate in, and to teach him knowledge and secret techniques little by little after decomposing them.

It's like adding skill points, one skill point at a time, and he doesn't even let him see the skill tree, and he doesn't say what he's done, always letting him guess.

“Master, won't there be any harm in activating it?”

The Bearfolk looked at him coldly.

“I wanted to make it easier for you to cultivate before, but you want to pursue excitement, then carry it through to the end. The situation is complicated, but the effect is best when it's completed.”

“Actually, among the four of us back then, the person with the strongest combat power was Robert.”

“Old Rascal!?”

The Vine Woman nodded and said:

“That's right, he was the most damaging with the spells he used with proficiency in multiple elements, and he was the most versatile in dealing with various problems. But unfortunately, precisely because his talent was the best, he was targeted by the enemy.”

If you can't kill Old Rascal, then kill his girlfriend, right?

This method is really despicable.

“Alright, I'm going back to heal. You stay honestly in the forest, don't go anywhere!”

“Understood!”

Attilan nodded repeatedly.

After the Bearfolk left, the Vine Woman smiled and said:

“I remember Cerastes seems to have a daughter, and he invited us to attend his daughter's birthday party. Should I introduce you?”

Attilan quickly explained:

“Master-Mother, I really don't have spring fever!”