Chapter 220: The Terrifying Spirit Talent

Sigh~~

Xing sighed softly within his heart, and having once again faced reality, he slowly spoke: "Yes, become stronger. Actively seize every opportunity and knowledge to make yourself more powerful. Do you want to become stronger?"

"If I become stronger, can I beat that bad dragon?"

"Bad dragon?"

Xing asked with some puzzlement. For a unique Legendary-realm bone dragon to call something a "bad dragon," it must be of the same caliber, right?

In an instant, he thought of that flame dragon from before that had caused him countless losses, and Xing felt a bit choked with frustration — but this might be an opportunity.

Judging by this little fellow's tone, they must have clashed and argued at some point, and this bone dragon couldn't even beat that flame dragon.

Of course — a bone dragon that had only just barely reached the Legendary realm, how could it possibly beat a flame dragon at the peak of Legendary that also possessed various forms and the standard abilities of a deity?

But now, with him, a demigod from another world, here — he refused to believe that under his tutelage, the former defeated subordinate, the defeated dragon that had only narrowly survived by begging that Majesty for help, could still stand against the bone dragon he was personally training!

Just watch him nurture an Undead Monarch capable of defeating the flame dragon!

For a moment, Xing's impulse to play the role of a teacher was thoroughly ignited.

He believed no one could refuse a disciple with outstanding talent and an innocent, ignorant mind!

Especially when that disciple had the hope of defeating an opponent who had caused him countless losses.

And this struggle should be different from his own battle back then. The reason that Majesty intervened last time was because he was a visitor from another world — it was an invasion between worlds.

But now it's different. The bone dragon and the flame dragon are both native existences of this world, meaning this is a dispute between two beings of presumably equal standing within the same world.

No matter who wins or loses, it was basically impossible to draw that Majesty's attention!

On this point, Xing still had a certain degree of confidence.

After all, if such trivial matters all required intervention, wouldn't that great existence be just like those aunties on the street who meddle in every petty little thing?

Just kidding, how could that be?!

Thinking this, he no longer hesitated and decisively answered: "Of course, yes! As long as you listen to me and work hard to become stronger, beating a bad dragon into submission is nothing but child's play!"

At this moment, Xing, who had just bragged boldly, still did not know what awaited him in the distance.

"Oh, I see."

Yuanlong's somewhat innocent and confused voice came once again.

"Alright, I'll listen to you. Become stronger! Become even stronger! I want to defeat that bad dragon!"

And then I'll tell him, I, Yuanlong, am not a useless failure!

Of course, Yuanlong did not say that last sentence out loud.

Thus, a wonderful misunderstanding was born.

Success!

At this moment, the instant he heard that voice, Xing knew that the greatest obstacle to his integration into this world had vanished. From now on, as long as that Majesty did not personally intervene, no person, no existence could stop him from fully integrating into this thriving, powerful primitive world!

The future awaiting him would be bright and beautiful!

His future — demigod would no longer be the end goal!!

Of course, the premise for all of this was still that he had to train this bone dragon… oh no, Yuanlong, to become powerful!

From now on, its strength would be the most powerful guarantee of his future!

Thinking this, he began to pour out everything he knew to this young Yuanlong step by step, determined to teach it every bit of his knowledge and foundation completely.

His posture was clearly that of treating it as a personally-taught disciple.

At this point, Time passed slowly — a full year went by.

During this year, Xing felt that his relationship with Yuanlong had visibly grown much closer. Under his extensive teaching, Yuanlong was also visibly growing stronger, no longer the naive "young dragon" of before who knew nothing of common sense.

As for strength, although the magic extraction methods from his world were completely useless here.

Yet he astonishingly discovered that in terms of Spirit progress, this Yuanlong's advancement was unexpectedly fast, as if it had no bottleneck at all!

Clearly two different power systems from two different worlds, yet this Yuanlong seemed to adapt perfectly — it was simply the best dragon candidate for cultivating Spirit.

And perhaps because of this Yuanlong's uniqueness, the power of Spirit had undergone a wondrous change with the otherworldly energy it itself controlled, beginning to grow even more powerful and bizarre.

So much so that countless times it left him utterly shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.

But once he came back to his senses, he was more than happy about it.

They were now bound together in glory and in ruin — he would be more than glad for Yuanlong to grow even stronger.

At the same time, during this process, this world's alien energy finally opened its mysterious door to him!

He finally understood a little of what that power the flame dragon had used during their battle truly was!

A peculiar energy that drifted between heaven and earth, seeming to possess life!

Even though he had only experienced this energy for the first time, it fully confirmed to him that this was a powerful energy system no inferior to that of his own world.

Of course, limited by how short the Time had been, the information he could grasp was still too little.

He had only come to understand the shallowest layer of the energy drifting through this heaven and earth — and that layer was dark and negative, because it was the power Yuanlong controlled.

But now this power had already begun to mutate step by step through contact with Spirit, and as for what it would become in the future, even he could not see the truth clearly.

But he knew that Yuanlong would only grow stronger!

This was the first truly good news he had encountered since coming to this otherworld and suffering countless setbacks and frustrations — everything was developing in a positive direction!

His dream of becoming a god was drawing ever closer to him!

At this moment, beneath the starry night sky.

Xing gazed with anticipation at this dreamlike, starry expanse through his illusory pale-blue light-shadow eyes.

……

Meanwhile, during the period Xing was teaching Yuanlong to become stronger.

In the Great Qin region, within a dense stretch of woodland.

"Rustle~ rustle~"

Suddenly, a clump of grass swayed gently.

Not long after, a half-grown herbivorous dragon hatchling actually poked its head out.

This herbivorous dragon hatchling had somehow strayed from the herbivorous dragon herd in the distance and come to this patch of grass, lush and juicy, to graze.

As its fine, dense teeth nibbled away bite by bite, the tender grass in this clump visibly began to diminish.

Yet in the distance, unnoticed by it, two pairs of eyes—one large, one small—were watching this oblivious herbivorous dragon hatchling with nervous intensity.

"Fresh meat! Delicious!"

At this moment, a man hidden in the woods, his whole body draped in a garment of leaves and branches, gazed at the hatchling and, overcome with delight, unconsciously licked his lips, muttering to himself.

Since that incident, he had gone nearly ten days without eating any decent meat, let alone herbivorous dragon, which was famous for its delicious flesh.

He never expected his luck to explode today, running into a dumb little herbivorous dragon hatchling.

Thrilled inside, he gave a low signal to his companion beside him, then began carefully surveying his surroundings before dropping to the ground and crawling forward.

With each step he crept, he drew closer and closer to that herbivorous dragon…

(End of this chapter)