The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

There was a reason the Bearman chose lightning as his dominant attribute; he was all about swift and decisive action. He didn't give Atilan any time to react, immediately starting to guide the surrounding natural energy into Atilan's body.

Atilan's eyes widened as he felt himself being filled to the brim.

"Master, isn't this a bit too rushed?"

"Don't be distracted. Focus wholeheartedly on converting the natural energy into the Water of Life. The body of the Li Dragon will imbue the Water of Life with a unique soul-nourishing effect. Carefully observe the process of conversion."

"Only when you are sufficiently familiar with this soul-dominated body can the Dreamy Water of Life you create fully nourish the spirituality of the pagoda tree. What Old Tree Head needs is a seed of life rich in spirituality."

Atilan took a deep breath, wagging his tail as he diligently converted the immense energy within him into basic Water of Life, while simultaneously using the energy infused by the Bearman to stimulate the body of the Li Dragon.

He focused on understanding the water-manipulating power and dream power of the Li Dragon's innate abilities, trying his best to merge the spiritual energy possessed by the Li Dragon into the Water of Life, condensing the Dreamy Water of Life that the Bearman desired.

"I'm trying my best, but Master, could you please slow down the rate at which you're infusing energy?"

The Bearman glanced at him indifferently, and instead increased the power output of his energy infusion.

"This is not only for the treatment of the pagoda tree, but also a cultivation opportunity for you. You can reap three benefits from doing this one thing. Otherwise, why do you think I would personally take action?"

Three benefits?

Atilan thought about it. It should refer to the pagoda tree's life being extended, his familiarity with the Li Dragon's body strengthening his soul essence, and Old Tree Head receiving spiritual replenishment to enhance its talents.

The White Deer guided the Water of Life created by Atilan into the trunk of the pagoda tree. After finishing her work, she turned her head and saw that the second ball of Water of Life was still only a small clump.

"Atilan, focus on creating the Water of Life for me! If there are any problems, can't you wait until after awakening the pagoda tree to talk about them?!"

"Understood, Big Sister!"

The White Deer was a suitable strong backer, and Atilan decided to latch onto her.

"Even if you call me Big Sister, I still can't tolerate your slow work and distracted flaws!"

Atilan stopped talking, focusing on experiencing the body of the Li Dragon, or rather, delving deeper to excavate the power contained within his own soul. Creating the Water of Life was the process of guiding the power from the depths of his soul.

One ball after another of Water of Life was condensed, and even the small river that the White Deer had painstakingly led near the pagoda tree gradually dried up, the riverbed changing from its original moist brown to a dry, cracked yellow.

But with the Bearman present, the water from the large river was steadily drawn over, and the area of the dried-up riverbed became farther and farther away from the pagoda tree. Atilan's potential was being stimulated bit by bit.

In addition to guiding water elements, Atilan felt that he seemed to have grasped a small trick to ignite the flame of life, adding a bit of life energy converted from fire elements to the newly created Water of Life.

This added some faint red specks to the emerald green Water of Life.

The White Deer received the Water of Life, hesitated for a moment, and then asked:

"Big Brother, the Water of Life created by Atilan is a bit different. Do you think that those fire-attribute spiritual energies entering the pagoda tree's body will cause damage?"

The Bearman calmly looked at the pagoda tree.

"You and Atilan have infused a lot of life energy into it, but do you think its spirituality has changed much? Are there any signs of it being awakened?"

The White Deer's expression was somewhat disappointed.

"No, is the solution I chose wrong? This pagoda tree seems to still have vitality, but is it actually completely beyond saving? Although it is trying hard to save itself, has it completely fallen and cannot be awakened again?"

The Bearman looked at Atilan, who had his eyes closed but looked exhausted.

"The reason I'm putting so much pressure on Atilan is because conventional methods are very difficult to activate the pagoda tree's few remaining spiritual essences. There isn't enough time; the pagoda tree withering away in three days is a fact already determined by the laws of life."

"We can't break it, so we can only give the pagoda tree a magnificent ending and a seed for the continuation of life within three days."

The White Deer frowned and asked in great confusion:

"But what do these have to do with Atilan, and with fire elements?"

And so, this infusion operation lasted for three days. Even the Bearman couldn't help but reveal a hint of fatigue on his face.

In fact, among the three people, the Bearman, who was responsible for guiding and purifying energy and then transmitting it to Atilan, was the most tired. But his willpower was strong enough that he didn't show even a hint of fatigue until the end.

Unlike Atilan, who was already about to turn into a dead dog, no, a dead dragon.

The original emerald green and azure intertwined dragon body grew from one meter to one and a half meters, but the color of the dragon scales turned light red. This was not because Atilan had been guiding fire elements for the past few days.

But because the energy guided over by the Bearman was simply too much. Even though Atilan worked hard to convert it, there was still a lot of energy overflowing, forming a de facto tempering of the dragon body.

This surging energy was like a raging fire, constantly roasting and forging his dragon body, causing the dragon body to continuously heat up under the burning of the energy, and finally turn into the current light red color.

During these three days, the White Deer's work wasn't too tiring, just guiding the energy to be evenly distributed throughout the pagoda tree's body and assisting the pagoda tree in absorbing it.

But the final step that the White Deer was about to take required a high degree of vigilance. If she wasn't careful, the White Deer would be injured as a result.

The Ignition Ritual!

By using a unique technique to guide this energy to burn, thereby stimulating the spirituality of the pagoda tree. If the pagoda tree couldn't wake up in time, the pagoda tree would die from being eroded by the boiling energy.

The White Deer held her breath and focused, raising the wooden staff in her hand, emitting a mysterious ink-green light, the astonishing soul aura revealed within causing Atilan, who had finished condensing the Water of Life and was lying on the ground half-dead, to open his eyes and look over.

The Ignition Ritual wasn't really lighting a fire to burn the pagoda tree, but watching the gaps in the pagoda tree's bark shine with dazzling tender green light due to the boiling energy within.

Atilan still sighed for it.

When condensing the Water of Life, the Bearman frantically infused energy into his body. The energy that had been purified by the Bearman also produced a similar burning reaction to Atilan.

Just like how people can get water poisoning from drinking too much water, ocean dragonians cannot infinitely carry water elements into their bodies either. There is also the risk of being eroded and killed by water elements.

Not to mention that the Bearman felt that he was absorbing the free-floating fire element particles in the surrounding air, and very considerately directly emptied all the surrounding fire element particles, purified them, and infused them into Atilan's body together.

The fire element deserves the credit for burning him so red.

However, when burned by the fire element, he draws the water element over. When eroded by the water element, he draws the fire element over, repeatedly rotating and eroding in this manner.

He seems to understand a little why he succeeded in brewing a simple version of Frostfire Wine simply by rotating the two liquids of Frostfire Wine.

His entire body is a pale red, but one place maintains its original color: the round jewel on top of his head, the manifestation of the Dragon Pearl.

Today, he finally understands why the practice of cultivating the Dragon Pearl is called 'condensing.' Besides the core water element, the fire element is equally important!

The reason his Dragon Pearl was able to maintain a relatively normal progress before, despite not using the fire element to burn it, was because he used lightning to temper it. The effect of lightning is no worse than that of the fire element.

However, the harmony of water and fire is not a joke. To perfectly temper the Dragon Pearl, one should still follow the orthodox method and use both water and fire elements to temper it.

Attilan doesn't know what kind of energy other elemental dragons should use to temper their Dragon Pearls after condensing them. In any case, for his Dragon Pearl, tempering it with water and fire elements yields the best results.

Attilan is very puzzled. Since the Elemental Dragon God left the method of condensing the Dragon Pearl in the inherited memories of the elemental dragons, and it is even deeply related to the future of the elemental dragons,

why not leave a complete method for cultivating the Dragon Pearl, and instead let the elemental dragons explore it themselves?

Could it be that the Elemental Dragon God has something hidden in those world clusters of the China-originating worldview, such as a means for reincarnation, waiting for an elemental dragon with wisdom to go there and learn the method of cultivating the Dragon Pearl, helping him achieve rebirth?

However, without a cultivation method, and without explaining the specific effects of the Dragon Pearl, only transmigrators from China-originating worlds would value the Dragon Pearl's cultivation. Elemental dragons raised in this Western fantasy value system would never value the Dragon Pearl.

Only transmigrators from China-originating worlds would realize how important the Dragon Pearl is to a dragon.

The Dragon Pearl can almost be said to be the lifeblood of some divine dragons. Losing the Dragon Pearl would render them unable to use their abilities.

Attilan is not worried about this happening to him at all, because even if he wanted to cultivate to that point, he wouldn't have the means.

The foundation of the elemental dragon is the magic power flowing in its bloodline.

Unless Attilan is crazy, he won't fuse the source of his power into the Dragon Pearl.

He doesn't want to, and he won't.

However, fusing a little of his origin into the Dragon Pearl, giving himself a second chance, Attilan is willing to do. Although this will consume a lot of resources and slow down the speed of cultivation,

Attilan now realizes that cultivating too fast is not necessarily a good thing.

He didn't expect that 'the more you do, the more mistakes you make; if you don't do anything, you won't make mistakes' could also be applied to dragon cultivation.

Ordinary dragons just lie around and let time pass, and their strength slowly increases.

He insisted on being quick, wanting to have the strength that other dragons would only have in thirty years within three years. The result was that his stride was too big, and he strained himself.

The safest and most harmless way to strengthen the soul is to live!

As time passes, the dragon's soul will naturally grow to the corresponding strength.

Attilan's problem is that the growth rate of his body and soul are different. If he doesn't unify the pace, he will eventually become an idiotic dragon controlled by his dragon body.

Specifically, he could refer to monsters like trolls and cyclops, who have strong physical power but lack matching brains and souls.

Condensing the Dragon Pearl is to increase the growth rate of his soul, so that the growth of his body and soul are unified again.

If this method also fails, Attilan can only suppress the growth rate of his body through semi-sealed slumber, allowing his soul to roam and grow in the Emerald Dream.

Now it's different. He has found a way to cultivate the Dragon Pearl.

Originally, it would take three years, but now it may only take two and a half years for him to match the strength of his soul to his dragon body, and he doesn't need to suppress the growth of his dragon body.

The most wonderful thing is that if cultivating the Dragon Pearl leads to the soul growing faster than the dragon body, the excess soul power can be fused into the Dragon Pearl, gradually accumulating his second life.

He, Attilan, is really too smart!

"Master, I have figured out a way to cultivate the Dragon Pearl to strengthen the soul."

Hearing Attilan's words, the bear-man waved his hand directly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go back to cultivate now!"

"Ah?"

Attilan was stunned and quickly waved his hand to explain:

"No! I'm not in a hurry. Let's wait for the results from the pagoda tree before going back. It won't delay us that much."

Unexpectedly, the bear-man said coldly:

"The reason I personally preside over the awakening of the pagoda tree is because this time can yield three times the harvest. The behavior I hate the most is wasting time!"

"Don't think that the life of a dragon is long enough, so you can squander it at will. Even a quasi-god with infinite life, I must tell you that a step slower, a step slower."

"With infinite life, others are constantly working hard to improve their strength, but you stop to rest from time to time. Why do you think you can still catch up? Do you think you are the only genius in this world?"

Attilan quickly nodded.

"Master is right. Disciple will go back and work hard now! Master, you throw me into the river, and I will swim back myself. It just so happens that I can use the river water to calm the heat on my body."

The bear-man grabbed Attilan and threw him into the river with what seemed like a casual toss, but he accurately threw him into the river.

Soaking in the river water, Attilan's spirit was refreshed. His method of using water and fire elements to temper the Dragon Pearl seems to have a bit of the flavor of Water-Fire Alchemy Pill.

Attilan had indeed read a little about it before, but he really didn't understand what it meant to mix Kan and Li, or the interplay of Dragon and Tiger.

What he understands best is that once a golden pill is swallowed, my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven!

Returning to the big tree where the bear-man took him to cultivate at the fastest speed, Attilan found that the environment here had undergone a little change.

There is actually a hot spring pool here!

Moreover, according to his perception, there is a hot underground fire vein under the hot spring pool, and magma is boiling underground. Next to the hot spring pool, there is actually a pool of icy cold spring water.

Hot spring? Cold spring?

Is this specially prepared for him?

But why would the bear-man understand this?

Wait a minute, Attilan touched his chin. Could it be that the bear-man's so-called Natural Sect Martial Monk Grandmaster is not self-proclaimed, and he really understands things like the Four Symbols and the Eight Trigrams?

Attilan shook his head. Never mind, cultivation is the most important thing now.

The ready-made water and fire energy field is perfect for him to temper the Dragon Pearl. If he doesn't act now, he is afraid that the little bit of feeling he just had will disappear.

Sure enough, it proves once again that the bear-man is right.