Chapter 2: Juan Ce Long Naimi Xisi

A flash of white light in an instant slipped in through the large opening on the second floor; the man raised his head, looking at the creature in the sky with disbelief.

It was a beautiful, elegant creature about three meters long, with a six‑meter wingspan, its whole body covered in white scales and bearing a pair of wings.

Delicate white hair framed its wise face, and the creature's scales shone with a rainbow‑salmon brilliance under the light; the tip of its tail spread into a broad fin, like that of a huge fish.

The man looked at the creature before him, which resembled a True Dragon yet seemed somehow different, and a sudden wave of fear seized his heart, his whole body feeling as if numbed.

Fragments of words he once heard in a mercenary band floated up in his mind; he knew they referred to the Legendary Dragon Might.

Only a True Dragon that has left the Hatchling Dragon Stage and reached the Young Dragon stage can possess that ability.

Yellow, snake‑like eyes stared intently at the man; atop the white dragon's head floated an illusory flesh crown, a seven‑horned crown with a rhombus notch on each horn.

The central notch was occupied by a yellow gemstone.

"Ah, a greedy adventurer. How rare—are you here to bring me dessert?" the white dragon asked.

Its vertical pupils locked onto the man, and the Dragon Might grew stronger with its master's anger.

Thump.

Ruiji fell to his knees, then the man followed; they stared at the creature in terror, pleading words stuck in their throats, as Dragon Might encased their bodies like cement, immobilizing them.

Naimi Xisi snorted coldly; he had already seen through the two's actions. Had he not just awakened from the slumber of transitioning from the Hatchling Dragon Stage to the Young Dragon stage, he would have already descended and killed the fool who tried to steal the treasure.

For a True Dragon, treasure is its lifeblood; since ancient times there have never been a shortage of fools attempting to lay claim to True Dragon Treasure, yet few have the luck to walk away unscathed.

The clumsy soldier‑thug before him was clearly not one of the lucky few.

Naimi Xisi raised his dragon claw, weaving arcane magic within it; mysterious draconic words rippled through the air, and a tawny light coalesced into a concrete form—a Micro Dimensional Gate shimmering with a yellow aura.

"FuseViLour!"

A Ring Conjuration 【Rock Hail Technique】! "Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"

Three sharp stone shards fired from the dimensional gate in his claw, bearing massive kinetic energy, slammed into the kneeling man, while the man already bound by Dragon Might could only kneel in despair, awaiting death.

Two shards were blocked by his armor, shattering into dust, but the third struck precisely into the man's throat.

Ho ho.

The man struggled to clutch his throat; with his trachea pierced, he tried to breathe, but blood mixed with the earthy smell flowed back into his lungs, and within seconds he collapsed to the ground.

Ruiji screamed as if in a breakdown, the suspicious liquid soaking his trousers; he finally regained his strength and, snot streaming, begged for mercy.

"Ah! Ah! Mercy, mercy, great True Dragon, please spare me! I wasn't after Dragon Treasure; that bastard forced me to bring him here."

Naimi Xisi's slender dragon body floated through the air to his side; he knew the old human was telling the truth, and the great Naimi Xisi would reward the honest. "Foolish mortal, your pleas are useless; the great Naimi Xisi already knows your relationship. Leave this place, frail mortal, but remember—if you dare reveal anything you saw here, I will tear you to pieces and devour your soul!"

The white dragon growled viciously, the terrifying Dragon Might bearing down fully on Ruiji; its eyes emitted a yellow halo. The old man nodded dumbly, then snapped out of it and, rolling and crawling, fled from the High Tower.

"Whoa, boss, you were so impressive just now! That old human got so scared he peed his pants; the smell of urine almost choked me."

After the High Tower fell silent again, Hu Meng scurried out of the shadows, rubbing its black fur with its little paws, and with a worshipful face, flattered the dragon.

The white dragon at this moment withdrew its showy expression: "Hmph, hurry and collect the valuables from that corpse and put them on my bed! Saving you cost me a lot of effort! Next time you see a human, hide for me properly, don't cause me trouble."

Naimi Xisi shook his head helplessly; as a True Dragon with severe morning grumpiness, if it weren't for rescuing that little thing, he wouldn't have left his comfortable bed!

However, Hu Meng had been with him since his birth, for five years now.

Most importantly, it really looks like the mongoose from the cartoon he watched in his past life, the one in The Lion King!

Every time he sees it, Naimi Xisi feels an inexplicable sense of affection.

Yes, Naimi Xisi is a transmigrator; in his previous life he contracted terminal bone cancer in his prime, and ultimately chose to end his own life amid daily agonizing treatment.

He didn't expect that after waking again, he would transmigrate into a dragon egg, becoming an unborn Juan Ce Long! According to the Bloodline Inheritance, Naimi Xisi learned his true name; in fact, Naimi Xisi is only the first four characters of his true name, which is five hundred and eight characters long.

And the place he is in is a realm called the Feren Continent!

In his previous life, Naimi Xisi had played a game called "Baldur's Gate 3" before he died; its setting was identical to here, also a continent called Feren! Unfortunately, because he was already in the late stage of bone cancer, his energy waned, and after barely reaching Chapter 3 he lost interest, knowing nothing about the game's lore, only recalling the protagonist's storyline.

But now this is a real world! Not to mention whether events from the game will occur; even if they do, on the vast Feren Continent they would be minor incidents, unrelated to his current situation.

For example, regarding his race—the Juan Ce Long—the game never even mentioned it! If not for the Bloodline Inheritance containing all the racial data, he would have been completely clueless.

Juan Ce Long are True Dragons that exist only in the outer plane far from the material plane—the Mechanical Realm. They are guardians and collectors of knowledge, and their strength lies in their Spellcasting Ability and mastery of Conjuration and Divination spells.

Any Juan Ce Long that reaches the Extreme Elder Dragon Stage can obtain the Spellcasting Ability to cast all Conjuration and Divination spells, including those of Legendary rank—truly a natural spellmaster among True Dragons.

Of course, possessing such powerful Spellcasting Ability comes with a price; otherwise the title of strongest True Dragon wouldn't have passed to the Golden Dragon, assuming we ignore the dubious Legendary Dragon Species of legend.

Conversely, Juan Ce Long have a rather frail body; many True Dragons consider such a weak form unworthy of the True Dragon title unless it possesses True Dragon Inheritance.

Juan Ce Long's bodies not only have a massive fin‑shaped tail that serves only to display dazzling light, but their dragon claws aren't even sharp keratinous nails! Their limbs are short, ending in slender, delicate fingers; such flexibility lets them leaf through even the tiniest books, yet the finger strength can't even kill a rabbit.

More importantly, the breath of a Juan Ce Long is among the weakest of all True Dragons.

A Juan Ce Long that reaches the Adult Stage can exhale a small cluster of elemental matter far away, which detonates like the Three-ring Shaping Energy Spell 【Fireball Technique】.

Compared with other True Dragons that can spew breath at will with limitless destructive power, a Juan Ce Long's breath is far weaker in both power and duration; its only advantage is long range and fast trajectory.

(End of Chapter)