The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

After stabilizing the morale of several strongholds, the half-goat finally had time to go into the forest to see what was happening with Attilan. However, Oak Hall was shrouded in an impenetrable white mist, and he couldn't enter at all.

Meipu had no choice but to seek out the tiger-person.

For the past six months, the tiger-person had been watching coldly as Attilan wasted time that should have been used for cultivation on unnecessary power grabs. Meanwhile, she had been honing her qi, blood, tendons, and bones, practicing martial monk techniques, and refining her true qi, day in and day out, for ten years.

The tiger-person wasn't practicing any of the three common martial monk styles—Scattering Strikes Sect, Shadow Sect, or Four Elements Sect—but rather a rigorous new style created by a bear-person in his youth who had exchanged knowledge with a martial monk master, integrating druidic knowledge.

Natural Sect!

Its greatest feature was the fusion of qi with the druid's animal transformations and elemental manipulation, creatively constructing an elemental animal guided by true qi.

Unlike the bear-person's enduring Thunder Roar form, the dharma form constructed in this way could exist within the martial monk's body for a long time, but driving the dharma form in battle required continuous consumption of the martial monk's true qi.

Moreover, the dharma form's possession would place tremendous pressure on the martial monk's body.

But with the triple attack combining physical, true qi, and elemental power, this punch was unpredictable!

As the bear-person's disciple, the tiger-person naturally chose the thunder element and the animal best suited to her: the tiger, to construct her White Tiger dharma form. Her level was just right to begin constructing the dharma form.

Everything was thanks to Attilan's stimulation during that martial arts competition, which allowed the tiger-person to dilute the obsession in her heart. Only then could her cultivation speed be so rapid in these past six months.

As soon as she met the requirements for cultivating the dharma form, she began practicing. In fact, she was also stimulated by Attilan; she didn't want to be outdone by him.

According to ancient legends that the bear-person had learned, in the origin place of martial monks, there were the water-element Black Tortoise, the fire-element Vermillion Bird, the wind-element Azure Dragon, and the thunder-element White Tiger.

She hoped that one day her White Tiger dharma form could connect with the legendary Four Spirits of martial monks, tempering her body and transforming it into a more powerful form, allowing her to kill the despicable green dragon!

It was only the third day that she had been absorbing thunder elements for cultivation, but when she was washing her face by the river, she discovered that her yellow fur had already begun to turn white.

A white tiger was not the same as the White Tiger. Tai'er knew that she was still a long way from the Four Spirits' thunder-element White Tiger, and killing an adult green dragon didn't require such a high level.

In the forest, the suitable places to absorb thunder elements for cultivation, besides the Valley of Wind where the Eagle King was located, were the Amethyst Mountains where Attilan had been struck by lightning. Tai'er cultivated in the Amethyst Mountains for an entire day.

When she dragged her exhausted body back to her residence, she saw the half-goat pacing anxiously.

"Meipu, why have you come? Aren't you enjoying being the town chief with that little dragon? Does the great town chief still remember that he has a friend like me in the forest?"

The half-goat scratched his goat horns somewhat awkwardly. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had indeed forgotten about the tiger-person, who had saved his life.

Especially since Attilan had painted him a picture, saying that 10,000 gold coins would be enough to redeem Trina. Although he had initially resisted the idea, these words were deeply imprinted in his heart.

They gradually took root and sprouted, making him wonder when this force he was helping Attilan build would earn him his 10,000 gold coins.

"Tai'er, you know me. I'm willing to do anything for Trina! Attilan said he would help me rescue Trina. You know that if I could do it myself, I would definitely do it."

"But I can't do anything. But Attilan is different; he must have a way to safely rescue Trina! So, can you tell me how he is?"

The tiger-person sighed. She also felt that the half-goat's love-struck brain was beyond saving.

Attilan was clearly fooling him. How could a shadow dancer be redeemed for only 10,000 gold coins?

"I've been busy with cultivation these days. All I know is that yesterday, Oak Hall was suddenly shrouded in a strange energy, and then a white mist suddenly rose, covering Oak Hall. It should have been Master Jaina who took action."

"Attilan should be fine. Perhaps he caused some kind of strange change that can't be revealed, so the master covered it up. You can see Attilan when the anomaly dissipates."

Only then did the half-goat's heart settle down. As long as Attilan came out within a month, he could control the situation, but he couldn't solve the food problem. He had to ask the druids for help.

Or Attilan could take action himself, but he didn't know if he could catalyze enough food to feed his dependents, given that he had just recovered from serious injuries.

The half-goat's eyes widened instantly, his mouth agape in surprise, and he said anxiously:

"Have you already started that cultivation? That requires a master to be by your side to cultivate, otherwise you will become like Attilan!"

"I heard that he overestimated his control, causing him to be seriously injured by the surging elemental thunder. He's been healing for almost a month, but the dragon hasn't recovered, and his dependents almost caused trouble."

"Your body isn't as strong as a dragon's body. He was almost struck to death by lightning, let alone you."

The tiger-person raised her head proudly.

"I'm different from him. I know where my limits are. I will control the power of the thunder I endure and will never be seriously injured because of thunder!"

Looking at the stubborn tiger-person, the half-goat also gave up trying to persuade her. He remembered Attilan saying, 'Good advice is hard to persuade a ghost destined to die.' Attilan and the tiger-person were both ghosts destined to die.

"Alright, alright, my work will only become more and more busy in the future. If you are seriously injured, I really don't know if I can find the time to take care of you. I hope you really have a sense of proportion."

The tiger-person didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Do you want to stay for a meal?"

"I'm leaving, not disturbing your cultivation."

Could the tiger-person's cooking even be used to entertain people? She said this to send him off. The half-goat turned back before leaving and said:

"If you have the chance, come to Azure Scale Town for a meal. I guarantee you'll taste what real delicious food is. I haven't been by your side to cook for you during this time. What have you been eating?"

Roasted meat, roasted fish, roasted nuts. Anyway, they're all cooked. Food is just a tool to fill your stomach. As long as you can eat it, it doesn't matter if it tastes good or not!

Only those who indulge in enjoyment would waste time on food. The time it takes to prepare a dish could allow her to improve her strength a little more.

She skillfully controlled the output of energy, evenly roasting the meat with thunder, but there was always one problem: the things the tiger-person made just weren't tasty.

But it wasn't particularly bad either.

Some people just don't have the talent for cooking. The so-called 'edible is enough' is just their last stubbornness. The Half-goat person won't expose her.

Unable to see Attilan, the Half-goat person can only have the centaurs guard the front of the mist, and run back to notify him as soon as the mist dissipates.

The Half-goat person didn't wait too long. After only five days, the white mist dissipated. When he rushed to the forest, he happened to see a cyan giant dragon breaking through the sea of trees and piercing straight into the sky.

In just one month, Attilan's changes have been too great. The change in size is secondary. The main thing is that Attilan's aura has undergone a lot of changes.

It makes the Half-goat person feel so unfamiliar. The current Attilan gives people the feeling of a pool full of vitality and vigor, with a constantly gushing spring.

As if noticing the Half-goat person, Attilan swooped down and passed over his head. Breathing in the wind stirred up by Attilan, the Half-goat person felt his body jumping happily.

Landing lightly behind the Half-goat person, Attilan asked with a smile:

"How is it? Am I powerful now?"

At this moment, Attilan is 6 meters long, weighs 800 kilograms, has a wingspan of 13 meters, and a standing height of 2 meters. The giant dragon in the hatchling stage has uncoordinated points such as a large head and short limbs, which have basically disappeared now.

Looking at him, you can already feel the thick majesty of the giant dragon. I'm afraid not many dependents would dare to speak loudly after seeing him.

"Meipu, how is the grain collection going?"

"Not good, I only bought 50,000 catties of black beans, I'm afraid it won't last long."

"That's what I want."

The Half-goat person blinked ignorantly. Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

"This time, I can be considered to have gained good fortune from disaster. It just so happens that I can show you how powerful my power has become after the upgrade!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Naturally, it is to let my ignorant dependents see what a miracle is!"

Without saying much, Attilan directly grabbed the Half-goat person and flew towards Greenscale Town.

Seeing the descending Attilan, the Old Merman was in tears.

"Dragon Lord, I am so happy to see you!"

"Stop crying, Old Merman, go and gather all the mermen who can use the totem war dance to attract water elements. I have something I need them to do."

The Old Merman looked at him worriedly.

"Dragon Lord, you don't want to try that ritual again, do you? Your subordinate thinks that we should wait for these stupid guys to practice for a while longer, so as not to ruin the Dragon Lord's ritual."

"The Dragon Lord doesn't blame them, but they must be punished for hurting the Dragon Lord last time!"

The Old Merman directly reversed black and white and blamed all the problems of the last ritual failure on the dependents who participated in the ritual. Anyway, the Dragon Lord is absolutely correct.

"This time, only mermen and minotaurs are needed, involving two elements of water and earth. It won't be as dangerous as last time. I have a sense of proportion in doing things. I won't do such dangerous things in the short term."

Unable to resist Attilan, the Old Merman could only agree.

"Yes, Dragon Lord, I will arrange it now."

When they arrived at Big Horn Town, the minotaurs were also worried that they would hurt the Dragon Lord again when they heard that the ritual was going to be held again, but since the Dragon Lord said so, they could only agree.

They thought they were still dancing the totem war dance, but unexpectedly, this time the dance was slightly different from the totem war dance. It was called the Dance of Harvest. Could it be that if they danced, the crops in the field would ripen?

Fifty mermen and twenty minotaurs danced the so-called Dance of Harvest around the beacon, gathering the yellow earth elements and blue water elements again and flying into the energy field in the sky.

Everything was like the last ritual, except that one was at night and the other was during the day. Everyone was worried that the result of this ritual would be the same as last time.

As a result, the two colors of elements formed a vortex in the energy field, and finally merged into a kind of gray-brown energy. Without any lightning, a little brown raindrops fell on the two thousand acres of land planted with wheat and black beans.

Then there was the alfalfa next to it. The number of brown raindrops falling was much sparser than before, and it was difficult to cover the five thousand acres of grassland.

The energy field in the sky turned emerald green again, and the starry life raindrops first fell on the wheat and black beans, and the plants grew rapidly, and soon were covered with ripe fruits.

All the dependents who were summoned to watch this ritual widened their eyes.

Did it really mature in an instant?

"Dragon Lord! Great Dragon Lord!"

Then the energy field sprinkled life raindrops on the grassland next to it. Although it didn't make the alfalfa grow and mature in an instant, the alfalfa still grew twenty or thirty centimeters taller, and it was completely edible.

The Half-goat person was also stunned. Can you become so powerful just by getting injured?

Then what was he doing persuading the tiger people? Just let her be struck by lightning severely, and maybe after being struck, the tiger people could go and slay the dragon.

Attilan landed on the ground slightly tired, confidently raising his head.

"Lista, arrange for people to harvest it."

The Half-goat person walked to Attilan and asked in a low voice:

"You said that if I go and get struck by lightning, can I become as powerful as you, become a powerful trickster and stab that damned Duke to death with one knife."

As he spoke, the Half-goat person gestured fiercely at the air, as if the Duke was in front of him.

"With this energy field, we will soon have enough food to recruit five hundred minotaurs and centaurs to train into elite warriors. We only need to let the Duke see these thousand elite warriors."

"He will definitely give up reluctantly."

The Half-goat person asked excitedly:

"Just show it to him, and he will let Trina leave?"

Of course, it's not just to show it to him. What is needed is to let the Duke take them as foreign aid. If there is a powerful force to support his rebellion, the Duke will definitely not be able to resist.

A mere Trina is nothing to the Duke.

"Then how long will it take? I can't wait to see Trina!"

"You first collect information on the south of the kingdom and see which lands are suitable as the Duke's reward for ceding to us. If you don't prepare the bait, how could the Duke be hooked?"

"I will go to collect it tomorrow. How long will it take for you to train the elite warriors?"

"At least three years!"

Training elites first requires a large amount of fine grain, and exchanging iron equipment from the Dwarf Kingdom also requires a large amount of grain.

There is no way, Attilan now only has land that can be reclaimed into farmland, but is relatively barren. The reason why he wanted to summon water and earth elements first was to avoid consuming too much land power.

But instantly ripening the grain, these two thousand acres of land cannot be planted with grain again within half a year.

"Don't rush to leave, first help me plan the development of these territories. You don't want to find that after you have collected complete information, a thousand elite warriors have not been trained yet, right?"