The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Even if Attilan resisted with all his might, he could only face the storm like a delicate flower, helplessly ravaged by the bear-man's violent thunder, yet also like a resilient bamboo, the wind and rain could never bend his back.

Until the bear-man's fists, filled with thunder, poured into his dragon body, Attilan slipped down the wall of the training tank again and again, new power erupting within his dragon body to help him stand up once more.

Only then did Attilan realize how much potential had accumulated within his dragon body during those five years in the Rainbow Treasury.

The bear-man watched Attilan get back up with satisfaction.

He subtly moved his bear paws, already numb.

This kid's dragon body had become more than ten times harder.

Before, the bear-man's punches landed on a rubber mat; now, they landed on refined steel.

But the bear-man refused to admit defeat; even if it was steel, he would twist it into a pretzel!

With a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, the bear-man's muscles instantly bulged, growing a size larger.

Attilan refused to be outdone, his pent-up frustration turning into rage, and he responded with an equally loud dragon roar as he charged forward.

Now that his dragon body was so much stronger, even if it was his master, he couldn't let him hit him for nothing.

He had to return the favor!

Crimson flames of destruction缠绕缠绕 his dragon body, and when the flames dissipated, his originally emerald-green dragon body had become pitch-black and abyssal.

Originally, Attilan wanted to preserve his image, but the bear-man's powerful fists left his brain unable to think about anything else.

Now, he only wanted to unleash his potential, make his body stronger, and return every punch the bear-man had thrown at him.

His dragon claws, imbued with the flames of destruction, left ugly wounds on the bear-man's white fur and blue thunder-patterned body.

Being scratched by the flames of destruction and having his fur burned off was a minor matter; the bear-man's natural divinity circulated within his body, yet it was difficult to heal the wounds left by the flames of destruction.

The Vine Woman, watching from outside, looked at Attilan in astonishment.

"When did this kid's flames of destruction improve to this extent? According to my judgment, he seems to be only one step away from condensing the divinity of destruction."

"Robert, what do you think?"

The Old Rascal simply lay down on the sand.

"What else can I do but lie down and watch?"

Before, he only thought about working hard to catch up on the three hundred years he had fallen behind; even if he couldn't surpass the bear-man, he couldn't be worse than the Vine Woman.

Now, seeing that even a junior like Attilan had surpassed him in strength within just twenty years, he had healed his old wounds and broken through to become a legend, and now obtained elemental divinity.

All thanks to Attilan.

Thinking about it this way, the Old Rascal suddenly felt that he, a favored son of heaven, had been a failure.

The Old Rascal suddenly sat up.

No!

He couldn't continue to be so decadent; he had to work hard, strive, and make the bear-man and Attilan look at him with new eyes!

Carefully observing Attilan's black dragon body, the Old Rascal frowned and said:

"Attilan seems to have fused a part of the Purgatory and Ocean dragon bloodlines within his body; under the influence of the power after the fusion of the two dragon bloodlines, his dragon body has become black."

"Doing so will affect his awakening of the remaining three dragon bloodlines."

The Vine Woman frowned slightly.

"I thought the dragon body turned black because he awakened the third, dark dragon bloodline; so it was the power after the fusion of the water and fire dragon bloodlines? Doesn't that mean Attilan is limited to two bloodlines?"

The Old Rascal waved his hand and explained:

"Not necessarily; at most, the difficulty of awakening the third dragon bloodline will be greater; besides, his old friend's vision is definitely higher than ours, who have only lived for four hundred years."

"Since he arranged it that way, there must be a special purpose; his arrangements will be more far-reaching than me and Attilan tinkering around blindly."

Temporary difficulties were definitely for the sake of a long-term smooth road.

Because both sides were expending a lot of energy, this sparring match between master and disciple did not last too long; after only fighting for three days and three nights, the two beasts stopped, panting.

Attilan took out the Ocean Dragon Fruit and threw one to the bear-man.

"The Ocean Dragon Fruit can replenish vitality and remove the flames of destruction remaining in the wounds."

Hearing that it could remove the flames of destruction, the bear-man, who had originally planned to eat it, closed his mouth and put away the fruit, saying:

"No need; removing the flames of destruction will help me temper my natural divinity."

Attilan shook his head and ate a pile of Ocean Dragon Fruit in a few bites; the rich water of creation nourished his wounds, and even his dragon scales seemed to be turning dark green.

In the battle just now, Attilan used the flames of destruction to attack externally, and the water of creation to heal the wounds torn open by the bear-man's thunderous bear paws and the thunderbolt injuries caused by pure lightning internally.

The dragon scales turning dark green was a sign that the dragon body was being contaminated by the water of creation.

In order not to break the balance of water and fire within his body, Attilan could only use the flames of destruction to temper his dragon body, leaving light red Purgatory dragon bloodline marks on his dragon scales.

Although his size was still fifty meters, the vitality and purity of his dragon body had doubled.

Three days of training had made him able to easily beat the him from three days ago.

Putting away the Furnace of Life, Attilan and his group left the drastically changed desert and returned to the forest to arrange manpower to further develop the desert.

The traces of necromantic magic power left by the Lich Dragon's Death Claw had all been absorbed by the Zerg King, and during their battle, both sides had scattered a large amount of elemental and natural magic power.

These magic powers were the best nutrients, making the desert full of vitality.

As for the weak erosion of the Aberrant God's power, it could be restored by relying on the natural self-metabolism ability, and there was no need to pay too much attention to it.

Unless someone deliberately collected these Aberrant God's power aura to cause destruction.

However, the divine battle between the bear-man, Attilan, and the Aberrant God Worm had deterred the spies lurking in the dark from all sides, and the spies dared not act rashly in a short time.

Although it was only a battle between three divinity existences, in the eyes of those spies who were just ordinary professionals, the battle between them was no different from a divine war.

The area of land in the center of the desert that was affected exceeded 50,000 square kilometers, and the light emitted by the battle could be seen from a hundred kilometers away after nightfall.

Especially the earth-shattering thunder light when the bear-man roared was particularly eye-catching.

That power of natural divinity made everyone feel a touch of natural greenness and natural anger in the dark.

Everyone who sensed the bear-man's natural divinity trembled from the bottom of their hearts.

They were all afraid that the furious natural thunder would descend on their heads.

Once the matter of the bear-man condensing divinity was exposed, the difficulty of destroying this Natural Council stronghold needed to be re-evaluated.

Before, when the Old Rascal broke through to become a legend, the spies who obtained the information had transmitted the news back, and the planned attack was forced to be中止中止.

Now that the bear-man had condensed divinity, the plan to destroy the forest was estimated to not be able to wait until the day it was launched.

There was not a single stronghold like this with a divinity existence sitting in town that had been defeated by an earthly church launching a war of conquest.

They all requested the gods they believed in to send angels under their command to lead the conquest.

And there could not be only one angel.

Just sending out one angel might not be able to defeat those powerhouses who condensed divinity on their own in the mortal world, and it was easy for a counter-kill to occur.

After returning to the forest, Attilan did not care about how the Atlantis United Kingdom had developed recently, and went directly to the Druid Vocational School.

He had arranged for Hana to study abroad, saying that he would stay behind to guard the school and train graduate students.

As a result, the graduate school had just started, and he ran to the Rainbow Treasury to retreat and cultivate.

He brought back many gifts from the Rainbow Treasury to bribe the Wine Woman, Eagle King, Taishan, and Bear Man, these graduate professors.

Therefore, the first thing he did when he arrived at the graduate school was to see if there were any talents worth training in the school.

Turning back into a handsome young man with emerald-green dragon horns on his head, Attilan walked into the academy calmly.

He found that apart from the gate being a bit old, the internal environment of the graduate school was completely different from five years ago.

"Where are the dragon's breath flowers I planted in the front yard?"

A passing student looked at Attilan in confusion.

"Student, are you a new student coming to register today?"

Attilan looked at him a little awkwardly.

"No, I'm the principal."

The student was stunned, and then looked at Attilan's emerald-green dragon horns in confusion.

Then he turned around excitedly and rushed into the laboratory.

"Teacher, the principal is back!"

"What are you yelling about! The principal is not dead, it's normal for him to come back."

Hearing this complaining tone, Attilan knew that the Wine Woman had accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction with him.

Fortunately, he came prepared!

Rainbow Wine!

As a potion master who had condensed potion divinity, brewing wine with the technique of boiling potions was simply easy for Attilan.

"My respected vice-principal, look what I brought back for you."

Carrying the wine jar, Attilan walked into the laboratory with a smile.

"I admit that the materials you gave me last time were indeed very rare, but that's not a reason for you to disappear again for four years after sending back some materials!"

"Leaving the students who were halfway through their training, handing over the projects that were halfway done for me to take over, do you know how much pressure I'm under?"

"I'm a winemaker, how would I understand your research directions on the transformation of life by natural magic power, and the experiment of stimulating life activity and enhancing reaction and physique through lightning."

Attilan was stunned.

"I remember you also attended the Lightning Tempering Symposium back then, right?"

"Yes, but so many companions participated together, and apart from you, isn't Taishan the only one who really achieved results?"

"Those students in the project, you can completely hand them over to Taishan to lead."

The Wine Woman was so angry that her mouth was about to twist.

"Do you think I haven't tried it? You don't know how clumsy that guy's mouth is. Originally smart students became silly after studying with him for half a month."

"If they study with him for a few years, I'm afraid they'll really become fools."

Not necessarily, Taishan is not stupid, he just has a clumsy mouth. It's estimated that he didn't explain clearly enough, which confused the students instead.

"Taishan is still more suitable for leading those students who rely on their own consciousness to improve themselves, the beast faction in the zoology school. Isn't this kid from this school?"

Based on Attilan's understanding of Taishan, what he told the students must be correct knowledge, but the students couldn't understand the knowledge Taishan passed on to them.

Instead, they confused them.

“Different angles, though looking at the same thing, yield completely different feedback. They're bound to be confused when they encounter something they can't understand.”

“This also shows that they are not geniuses.”

Teachers like smart students because, regardless of how different teachers instruct, geniuses can understand and even become self-taught.

“Are there any particularly smart students?”

The wine woman suddenly revealed a mischievous smile.

“There's actually one. Didn't you specially use your magic to cultivate a Dragon Breath Flower and plant it in the front yard as decoration and as one of the academy's guards?”

“A student just arrived a few days ago, and he didn't choose a mentor. He became friends with the Dragon Breath Flower in three days, made a flowerpot himself using natural runes, and carries the flowerpot every day.”

“He wanders around the academy and the forest with the Dragon Breath Flower, but his Druid talent is indeed very high. He can even guide the Dragon Breath Flower's spirituality to communicate, and even the Dragon Breath Flower has become smarter because of him.”

“Don't think that just because you planted the Dragon Breath Flower, it still recognizes you as its master.”

Attilan shrugged.

“It's just a Dragon Breath Flower. I can plant many if I want to. I can even plant a two-headed Dragon Breath Flower. Do you need one?”

“I guarantee the spirituality will be much higher than before!”

The wine woman curled her lip in disdain.

“What do I need a Dragon Breath Flower for? Do you still have the materials and seeds you brought back last time? If you can provide me with a hundred pounds of Rainbow Grass fruit, I might consider forgiving you.”

A hundred pounds of Rainbow Grass fruit!

“You know that a single Rainbow Grass plant only produces three or four seeds, and after drying, only thirty percent of the weight remains. Rainbow Grass grows for three years, blooms for three years, and bears fruit for three years.”

“A hundred pounds, I really don't have that.”

The wine woman turned away dismissively.

“The door is over there. You can leave. You are not allowed to take on students until you clearly indicate that you have a year of free time.”

“But, ninety-nine pounds I can still manage. As for the remaining pound, I brewed it into wine. Want to try it?”

Attilan winked and showed off the wine jar in his hand.

The wine woman quickly moved back to Attilan's side and snatched the wine jar.

She opened the lid and smelled it.

“The brewing technique is different from mine?”

Attilan chuckled and took out eight wine cups from his dimensional bag.

He filled them all.

“Please!”

The wine woman drank the first cup.

Red!

“A sky full of red light, this flavor is indeed different.”

Orange! Yellow! Green! Cyan! Blue! Violet!

Each of the first seven cups made the wine woman see a dazzling rainbow light.

“This last cup is the key.”

The wine woman drank the eighth cup. In an instant, she was surrounded by dazzling seven-colored light, and even her body was emitting seven-colored light.

“The eighth cup actually detonated the power contained in the seven cups I just drank. Your brewing idea is very interesting. I also want to use this method to brew wine.”

“Hurry up and hand over the Rainbow Grass fruit!”

Attilan looked at the students in the laboratory who were cultivating various magical medicine materials.

“What about your students?”

“Naturally, I'll leave them for you to take care of. We, as a couple, helped you take care of students, now it's naturally your turn to help me take care of students!”

The smile on Attilan's face froze.

“Alright…”

Magical medicine, brewing, Attilan was also a professional.

The Divinity of Gourmet Food was actually more suitable to be paired with the Divinity of Brewing.

Wine was also a type of magical medicine, and the Divinity of Magical Medicine had a wider range of applications. Therefore, the Rainbow Dragon nurtured the Divinity of Magical Medicine for Attilan.

The graduate school was doing quite well. Although in five years, no Level 8 Druid had been cultivated, but stretched out to ten years, twenty years.

Attilan believed that there would be a student who would grow through the knowledge of the graduate school and advance to Level 10 Druid.

After all, Eagle King and the others had generally broken through to Level 10 in their thirties.

After returning for more than a month, Attilan had barely managed to handle the affairs of the graduate school, the Druid vocational school, and the four elementary schools under his jurisdiction.

Sitting in his newly renovated principal's office, Attilan let out a long sigh of relief.

A student rushed into the office in a hurry, panting, and said:

“Principal, Grandmaster Gai'Ogai is accompanying another Bearman Grandmaster to visit the school. Teacher Tai Shan asked you to go over quickly.”

Attilan got up in surprise and looked towards the window.

Sure enough, he saw a black and white Bearman Grandmaster.

The Flower Bear, born from the curse of the Evil God's power, curiously circled around the Panda Grandmaster.

Panda?

Could it be Legendary Monk Grandmaster Chen?

Attilan immediately went downstairs.

“Master, who is this?”

“This is Grandmaster Chen, whom I have always mentioned to you. Part of the Thunder Body Tempering Secret Technique that I taught you was based on Grandmaster Chen's Monk Secret Technique.”

The good-natured Grandmaster Chen waved his hand.

“It's nothing, that's just a Monk combat technique that uses electric current to stimulate muscles. I didn't expect you to apply it to cultivation. Gai'Ogai, you have ideas.”

Attilan twitched his nose.

“It smells so good!”

Grandmaster Chen chuckled and patted the wine gourd on his waist.

“You have a good eye. The wine I just brewed is sealed tightly, but you still smelled it.”

Attilan shook his head.

“It's not the smell of the wine in the wine gourd, but the smell of wine that you exude after drinking it. Even if the smell has been somewhat distorted, I can still tell that it is a very high-quality magic wine.”

“And it's related to water and fire elements, so I can naturally smell it.”

Grandmaster Chen looked at Attilan with appreciation.

“You know a lot about wine! Gai'Ogai, I didn't expect you to take in such a lively disciple. It's a waste for him to be your disciple. He should follow me to learn the Drunken Immortal Sect Monk Secret Technique.”

The Bearman said with a smile:

“The Drunken Immortal Sect Monk needs to travel around the world, collecting various materials to brew wine and improve their strength. He can't run around, he should still follow me to learn the Natural Sect Monk Secret Technique.”

Grandmaster Chen curled his lip.

“If you don't want to give me a good disciple, then don't blame me for not letting you drink my Immortal Wine.”

In Grandmaster Chen's world, they called beings who condensed Divinity Immortals.

Attilan looked at Grandmaster Chen and found that he had a Divinity of water and fire balance rotating within him.

“Grandmaster Chen, you are already an Immortal, so the wine in your wine gourd is Immortal Wine then!!”

Grandmaster Chen shook the gourd.

“The upgraded version of Wind Thunder Wine, the Water Fire Yin Yang Drunken Immortal Wine. After drinking this wine, I slept for a full seven years, and completed the condensation of Divinity in my sleep.”

“That feeling was simply amazing.”

Attilan looked greedily at the gourd, but quickly adjusted his expression.

“Grandmaster, first try my wine. Although it has only been brewed for a year, the taste is also very good.”

The set of eight wine cups immediately attracted Grandmaster Chen.

“You have a set!”

Grandmaster Chen was very excited.

“Although the materials for this wine are not the top-tier, and the technique is a bit rough, I can see your brewing spirituality in it. Are you interested in the Drunken Immortal Sect Monk?”

Attilan smiled and nodded.

“Of course I'm interested. I also really like brewing and drinking wine.”

The Bearman snorted coldly.

“When I ask you to learn some Natural Sect Monk techniques, you say that the Druid knowledge already involves these. Now when it comes to the Drunken Immortal Sect, you're interested?”

Attilan chuckled.

“Master, the name Drunken Immortal Sect sounds extraordinary. Your Natural Sect can actually be seen as a hand-to-hand combat Druid branch.”

“It's completely different from a true Monk like the Drunken Immortal Sect, okay?”

Although the Bearman's understanding of Monk techniques was deep enough, his Druid and warrior mindset was too strong, which led to the Natural Sect Monk branch he created.

It contained too many Druid and warrior ways of thinking.

As a result, the Tigermen he taught were more like reckless warriors than steady Monks.

On the contrary, Grandmaster Chen, whose body didn't look as smooth and strong as the Bearman's, had a kind of ethereal Immortal feeling with his round belly.

Attilan's Chinese mindset also made him have a kind of inexplicable reverence for Immortals.

Water Fire Yin Yang Drunken Immortal Wine, just hearing the name, you know this wine is extraordinary.

And according to Grandmaster Chen's meaning, this Immortal Wine contained Divinity power, so drinking it was naturally extraordinary.

“Grandmaster Chen, can I ask you about the brewing method of this Immortal Wine that contains Divinity?”

Grandmaster Chen pointed at him with a smile.

“Of course you can, I knew you would be interested in Immortal Wine.”

The Drunken Immortal Sect was a Monk branch that combined brewing, tasting, and cultivating and fighting with wine.

Drinking wine could improve the Drunken Immortal Sect's state of mind, and specially made magic wine could also allow the Drunken Immortal Sect to explode with multiple times the increase in power during battle.

This Monk branch that truly became Immortals while drinking, singing, and feeling light and airy, was really suitable for drunks, or rather, drinkers.

The Monks of the Drunken Immortal Sect all had a bottom line, drinking but not getting completely drunk.

They didn't mind being dead drunk, but they rejected wasting wine and the behavior of gulping it down.

“After I broke through to the Drunken Immortal realm using the Water Fire Yin Yang Immortal Wine, I accidentally mastered a set of fist techniques. I'll show it to you. This set of fist techniques is very interesting.”

“It's as soft as water, able to contain all things, and as fiery as fire, able to destroy all things, completing the transformation of water and fire in the waving of hands.”

“I'm temporarily naming it Water Fire Yin Yang Fist. I think your disciple is very talented, and I plan to teach it to him. Do you mind?”

The Bearman smiled and shook his head.

“You are both drinkers, and it's also a great thing for Attilan, how could I refuse? I can't wait for you to give him more benefits.”

“Just right, my life form has broken through to Legendary Level 21, and I have some new insights into thunder. I heard that in your world, legendary creatures will temper their life essence through the form of thunder tribulation.”

“So as to extract the Divinity power contained within themselves. Didn't I create a Thunder Pool? I want to empty the power of the Thunder Pool and artificially hold a Ninefold Thunder Tribulation.”

“Maybe not only the existing power of the Thunder Pool, but also the need to absorb water and fire energy to stimulate more and stronger thunder power.”

“So as to extract a wisp of Thunder Divinity from my Thunder Roar form, do you think my idea is feasible?”

As he spoke, the Bearman took out a piece of bark paper from his arms and handed it to Grandmaster Chen.