Chapter 249: The Matured Progenitor Dragon

Two months later, atop a mountain peak.

"Pfft—"

A brilliant streak of light sliced across the sky.

"Sigh, is the limit of an LV4 ability really only this much?"

He looked at the wound he had deliberately pierced through his own body, now closing and knitting together like soft clay as a massive surge of energy poured in.

Baichuan, however, felt not a shred of satisfaction, because the ability "Energy Level 4 (Transcendent)" differed somewhat from what he had imagined.

That's right, a full month had already passed since that last bloodbath… oh, no, that "little misunderstanding" among his Juanzhu.

As for that little misunderstanding back then, Baichuan said it hardly counted as anything, so the specific details won't be mentioned here.

Now, he had finally more or less dealt with all the trivial matters, and even had time to evolve a few abilities for himself.

The earlier test was precisely his trial of that ability.

By now, he had a rough grasp of that ability's general situation.

If you called it strong, the intensity it brought truly lived up to an LV4 ability — as long as energy existed, flesh regeneration and the elimination of vital points were nothing but child's play.

In other words, with this ability, he could from now on completely shake off the fact that his brain had once been a vital point.

Of course, that was all it was — once his brain was shattered by a powerful attack, he wouldn't die, but he would still temporarily lose the ability to think.

After all, his thinking presumably still relied on his brain.

This point was something he had tested out using some ordinary giant beasts.

Unfortunately, that was all this ability amounted to.

There was still a huge gap between it and his imagined full-body energy transformation — growing large or small, even freely changing shape.

But thinking about it, that was only normal; the otherworldly gods who possessed this ability had never grown that powerful, and he had never seen those gods recklessly restructure their own forms either.

So how could he, who possessed this ability, achieve such wild fantasies in a single stroke?

He couldn't.

Being able to energy-transform nearly his entire body was already good enough; as for freely changing shape and growing large or small, that was another matter.

In Baichuan's view, it would probably require other abilities working in concert.

For example, a technique or ability to rapidly or even instantaneously compress energy, as well as an extremely thorough familiarity with the specific structures of various shapes — let's call this knowledge of templates for now.

Otherwise, achieving the mythical feats he envisioned was almost impossible with his current flashy but crude trick of merely roughly simulating other shapes out of energy.

Shaking his head, Baichuan did not dwell too much on the gains and losses.

With that done, Baichuan, having finished his experiment, once again swung his dragon body and left the mountain peak.

The resources he had obtained this time had yet to be fully digested, and it was also time for him to give his Juanzhu another round of strengthening.

Otherwise, regarding the upcoming otherworldly invasion, he wasn't entirely at ease.

Leaving the mountain peak, Baichuan soon spotted the Progenitor Dragon, which had long been peering about below.

By now, the Progenitor Dragon had also regained its adult form under the vast energies of heaven and earth.

"Father God."

Seeing Baichuan descend, the Progenitor Dragon, which had long been waiting, called out softly.

Looking at this well-behaved Juanzhu, Baichuan recalled its earlier decision, and his feelings grew somewhat complicated.

That day, after the misunderstanding was cleared up and the dragons had nothing else to do, they naturally turned their attention to how to deal with Zhou Qingqing.

At this, all the Ancestors of the Ancient Dragons and the second-generation Ancient Dragons gathered at the Haizhidu City Lord Mansion to await the Progenitor Dragon's decision.

Among them, most dragons assumed the Progenitor Dragon would decide to kill her outright.

After all, if not for her, the situation back then would never have become what it was, and naturally the later events where several other dragons were grievously wounded and fell into slumber would not have happened.

It even caused the strongest among them, the Progenitor Dragon, to never once be in a perfect state from the very beginning, and later, to save its other siblings, it completely shattered itself and fell into an extremely long slumber through the ages.

One had to know that the slumber brought on by grievous injury was hardly a pleasant experience.

Once any Ancient Dragon had experienced that feeling, it would absolutely never want a second time.

That hazy state — unable to live, unable to die, unable to move the whole body, forever wandering in darkness — if the mind didn't slow down extremely during the process,

probably very few beings could endure such an experience, and afterward, even if they survived, it would still leave certain negative effects on their mental state.

So, most of the Ancient Dragons assumed the Progenitor Dragon would kill her after the disaster was resolved.

Wasn't that just giving her what she wanted?

Satisfying her would do.

Even Baichuan thought the same, because he had never been one to repay evil with good.

He always preferred to repay hatred with hatred, grievance with grievance; if he had the chance to avenge, he wouldn't wait overnight, absolutely never dragging it to the next day.

But unexpectedly, after a moment of contemplation, the Progenitor Dragon did something no one anticipated, its expression complex — it let her go.

That's right, let her go.

The reason was that the past should be left in the past; although it had indeed been very angry back then, so much time had passed that it no longer wished to pursue the matter.

Of course, as the price for letting her go, Zhou Qingqing was required from then on to no longer interfere with the world's operation, and to quietly study the knowledge from other worlds and provide it to them.

The moment those words were spoken, Baichuan was briefly stunned, then understood everything completely.

The Progenitor Dragon — it had truly grown up and matured.

Of course, was the Progenitor Dragon really indifferent to those matters?

There might have been some of that, but certainly not much.

It considered more that such a rare talent, one even the otherworldly Main God valued — once killed, how long would it take for another to appear?

And if not killed, how much help could she bring them in a stable world?

The Progenitor Dragon had not forgotten the various improved otherworldly knowledge she had brought during the earlier struggle against the otherworldly gods.

After that incident, having truly understood the importance of strength, the Progenitor Dragon absolutely did not want to experience such a thing again.

Moreover, the Father God had already awakened, and from his words it also knew that invading another realm was inevitable.

At present, these Juanzhu in their own main world already found it exceptionally difficult to deal with those divine Spirits.

Because of this, regarding the coming invasion of another realm, the Ancestral Dragon feared that these Juanzhu of the Father God would not be able to keep pace with their own Father God's footsteps, thereby becoming a drag on the Father God.

This was something it absolutely did not wish to see!

It would rather die than ever witness such a scene unfold.

After so many years of slumber — though most of that Time was spent in a muddled haze — it had, more or less, also pondered some matters it had never considered in days gone by.

For instance, the true original intention behind the Father God's creation of them.

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(End of Chapter)