The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

The bear-man's face flushed red instantly, and he glared at Attilan with wide, angry eyes.

"What do you know! If you use negative life force to cultivate the Five Thunder Control, the thunder you create will be like a haunting evil spirit. How can a druid in such a state become a demigod of nature!?"

Thunder like a haunting evil spirit, and negative life force... …

"Master, does the Five Thunder Control have two types?"

"That's right. The normal, positive life force cultivates a Five Thunder Control that surges like a silver serpent of heavenly thunder. After 'that something,' you can only use negative life force to cultivate. The thunder becomes like filthy evil spirits."

"Positive Five Thunder is like your lightning breath, which can promote vitality and solidify life. Negative Five Thunder is like your acid mist breath, which can steal life force and corrupt people's minds."

So, the Five Thunder Control is actually divided into Yang Five Thunder and Yin Five Thunder depending on whether the cultivator has lost their primordial Yang!?

Could it be that this so-called ancestor of the ocean dragon is actually a time-traveler from the Celestial Master's Mansion?

Wait a minute, Negative Five Thunder is like acid mist breath that can steal life force and corrupt the mind. Does that mean acid mist breath can also corrupt the mind?

Hiss, it hurts, it hurts so much!

"Then, Master, when will you be able to master the Five Thunder Control? If you can't master it in your lifetime, wouldn't that mean you won't marry Master Jaina in your lifetime either?"

"How is that possible! I am only one step away from mastering the Five Thunder Control. When that time comes, I will only be one final accumulation away from becoming a demigod of nature, and naturally, I can marry Jaina!"

One step away, always one step away. I'm afraid he'll really have to wait until he's an old fogey and becomes a demigod of nature before he has the courage to propose to the vine woman. What a coward!

I despise you!

Even though he was facing away from Attilan, the bear-man seemed to sense his contemptuous gaze.

"Attilan, if you continue to curse your master in your heart, I think the next treatment process will be very enjoyable for you."

Attilan was shocked. He could sense his gaze even with his back turned?

"Have you forgotten that the druid's greatest strength is their perception ability?"

Oh right, this old... Master is only one step away from becoming a demigod of nature, so doesn't that mean his druid level has broken through level 30?

"Master, are you level 30?"

Although the Five Thunder Rotation just now made him feel like he was dying from the surging energy, he also realized a trace of the subtlety of the Five Thunder Control.

He thought that the four elemental energies would clash wildly in his body and he would die from the energy conflict, but he didn't expect the elemental energies to be transformed into thunder by his body. The five types of thunder gradually became purer as they rotated in his body.

If he continuously tempered his body and energy with the complete Five Thunder Control secret technique, and at the same time devoured enough external energy to strengthen himself, the bear-man could really raise his strength to the realm of a demigod of nature.

The key is to have enough energy for the bear-man to devour. If the bear-man continues to hole up in the forest like this, devouring excess natural magic, how long will it take to accumulate enough energy to advance?

"Master, talk to me, Master."

Although Attilan didn't know what level of profession a druid needed to advance to a demigod of nature, his inherited memories mentioned what stage a dragon needed to reach to become a God-Sealing Dragon.

Raising the God-Sealing Dragon to level 12 to achieve Quasi-Godhood and obtain immortality, all of its power converted into profession levels would be at least level 40 or more. If the bear-man's druid level is level 30, plus the bear-man's beast-form curse's level 5 challenge rating.

Attilan estimated that the bear-man could try to start advancing to a demigod of nature.

"Why are you suddenly so concerned about me?"

Attilan rolled his eyes. Did you think I wanted to care about you? If his body wasn't in so much pain and he had to think of something to divert his attention, he only had the bear-man by his side.

If he doesn't care about the bear-man, who should he care about, the air?

"You don't think that a level 30 druid can try to advance to a demigod of nature, do you?"

"Master, don't you still have the bear-man curse?"

As a master, the bear-man felt that it was necessary for him to popularize some knowledge that was not in the dragon's inherited memories to Attilan, such as the beast-form curse.

"The power brought by the beast-form curse is only half after the legendary level, and after level 30, it is even more negligible, just like you understand."

"The profession level needed to advance to a demigod of nature is at level 40, but of course, I only need level 30 to try to advance."

Huh?? After saying such a long string of words, you're telling me that I still need level 30?

"The role that the beast-form curse can play becomes smaller and smaller after the legendary level, so naturally I have to develop new powers in the bear-man form!"

Attilan understood after hearing this.

"So the power of the Thunder Roar form is not divided into druid levels?"

"It's not right to say that either. The power of the Thunder Roar form comes from my druid cultivation, but the power possessed by this form cannot be classified into druid levels."

Attilan couldn't wait to ask:

"Then how many legendary profession levels can Thunder Roar be considered?"

"This form is not yet mature, at most it can only be considered level 5. These are not very useful to you, just polish your dragon body properly. As for the Five Thunder Control secret technique, don't touch it before you reach adolescence and your dragon body challenge level is 10."

"Or your druid level reaches 20, otherwise, if you try it once, you'll end up like this."

Attilan said half-believingly:

"Really?"

"Reaching the dragon body level means you can withstand the side effects of the Five Thunder Control, and reaching the druid level means you can control the progress of the Five Thunder Control. There is no possibility of stacking like combat power."

The bear-man's tone was relatively serious, which completely suppressed Attilan's curiosity.

Today's attempt has made him give up the possibility of trying immature secret techniques, but he still has curiosity in his heart, wanting to challenge himself under the care of the bear-man or the vine woman.

"Don't worry, Master, there won't be any more such attempts in the future."

When they returned to the Oak Hall, the vine woman was already waiting there. Seeing the red-faced Attilan, she asked anxiously:

"Little dragon, what's wrong?"

"A failed secret technique innovation experiment. If I hadn't gone quickly, he might have died. Where would he be now, half-dead on the road, his mouth never stopping."

Attilan could only smile awkwardly.

"How did you become a master? You're not there when your disciple does secret technique experiments. Don't you know that these kinds of secret technique experiments must have a high-level elder watching by the side!"

It seems that the bear-man really didn't tell Attilan about this common sense. The main thing is that Attilan had previously tried secret techniques that affected others or had a relatively low degree of innovation.

The bear-man taught Attilan relatively basic druid knowledge or mature secret techniques. Self-created secret techniques are generally subjects carried out by level 10 or mature druids.

A druid who has only been studying for half a year should not theoretically be involved in such high-end subjects.

But Attilan is a dragon druid, and the bear-man has relatively little experience in teaching disciples. No one else has the ability to pull off such a big stunt like Attilan, a dragon.

"It's my problem. I underestimated the danger of this experiment. It has nothing to do with Master."

The vine woman glared at the bear-man.

"You're still speaking up for him. Let me see how badly you're hurt."

She walked to Attilan's side, and a slender vine stretched out from her finger, wrapping around Attilan's body and emitting a glowing pink light.

"Auntie, how is it?"

"Eat whatever you want to eat. I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future."

"Ah!?"

Attilan's eyes widened. Was he going to die?

Was his dragon life, which should have been long and at least three thousand years, going to end in half a year?

"It's not a big deal. It's just a fatal wound. It can be cured, but the treatment will take a long time, and you can't eat things casually like you usually do during the treatment."

A fatal wound, huh, that's no problem.

The bear-man changed back to his usual brown bear appearance and moved a large vat out of the tree house.

"Because you are a dragon, and you cultivate relatively diligently, your magic resistance is not even worse than some young dragons. The effect of magical treatment will not be very good."

"So I will use herbs to make magic potions to treat your injuries. The speed will be slightly faster, but it will also take a month, and during this process, you must lie in this life-stabilizing device woven from the roots of the oak guardian."

"Don't be discouraged. Although you can't train for a month, your improvement will not be worse than normal training. After all, you have experienced a Five Thunder tempering."

"If you want your dragon body to break through 5 meters long, it should be done when the treatment is over."

After being put into the life support device, Attilan watched the bear-man take out some strange things from the tree house, plants exuding various magical auras, and animal magic materials, and throw them into the large vat filled with the spring of life.

He ignited the elemental flames and started boiling them. Soon, a scent of Chinese medicine spread in the Oak Hall, reminding Attilan of the fear of being dominated by Chinese medicine when he was a child before crossing over.

Thinking that he would only be able to lie in the life support device and drink Chinese medicine for the next month, Attilan felt that his future was bleak.

It only took half an hour for a large vat of the spring of life to be condensed into a small bowl of potion in the bear-man's hand, and he smiled and poured it directly into Attilan's mouth.

No, I haven't eaten what I wanted to eat yet!

Feeling the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and stimulating taste in his mouth that was no less than the Five Thunder Rotation, Attilan wanted to open his mouth and spit it out, but his mouth was firmly grabbed by the bear-man's big hand.

He couldn't open it at all and could only swallow the potion with difficulty.

Unexpectedly, a small bowl of potion could cause so much damage.

Moreover, even if he swallowed it, the taste was still constantly rotating in his mouth.

"There's not enough medicine stored, I'll go pick some more in the medicine garden and plant some more. Drinking it continuously for a month, the herbs in the medicine garden probably won't be enough."

After confirming that the bear-man had really left, Attilan beckoned to the vine woman and said slyly:

"Auntie, quickly lean your ear over, I've got new important information."

The vine woman leaned over suspiciously.

"My master, he actually... …"