Chapter 124
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Chapter 124: Transforming into a Dragon
"Royal lord… Fortune of a Dynasty…"
With urgency, Mu Lin took the paper and briefly sensed it, unable to hide his smile.
He confirmed the presence of Fortune of a Dynasty on it.
Though this fortune was faint and incompatible with the current dynasty’s, even a hundred Sui Mu papers couldn’t secure his position as City God in the present world.
Yet, using this fortune, Mu Lin could temporarily manifest the City God here.
"Thanks, this helps a lot."
"Giggling, I’m glad to help Brother Mu Lin…"
After delivering the paper, Yan Yunyu wished to linger in the yard and bond with him.
But noticing Mu Lin’s focus on training, she reluctantly left.
Meanwhile, Mu Lin swiftly began folding the royal lord’s Sui Mu paper.
"Swish, swish…"
He transformed the paper into a paper figure with practiced speed.
Once the avatar settled, Mu Lin immediately noted the differences between the thousand-year and Thousand-Year Sui Mu papers.
"The first difference is duration—Thousand-Year Sui Mu paper lasts a year unless damaged."
"Training speed improved slightly. With stacked resources, my speed now reaches 30 times normal."
Using thousand-year paper had given him 20 times speed. The Thousand-Year paper only boosted it to 30, a modest gain.
But one ability saw drastic enhancement:
Soul Summoning.
"With Thousand-Year Sui Mu paper as a base, I might summon Ancestral Souls from centuries past. Time, graves, souls… they’re linked."
After testing the paper’s effects, Mu Lin folded all six royal lord’s Sui Mu papers into figures, deploying avatars to train while he continued Refining the dragon blood.
He aimed to fully Refine it as quickly as possible.
"Roar!"
"Hum!"
Momentum clashed, shattered, fused, and absorbed, refining bodily energy.
Mu Lin had mastered these steps, accelerating his progress.
As he Refined, his grasp of the dragon deepened, and his Black Water Mystic Serpent’s Transformation Technique advanced rapidly.
He sensed:
"Completing the dragon’s Refinement will push my technique to Master Level!"
This drove him to train harder.
Yet when he prepared for closed-door training again, Teacher Dongfang Ya arrived. She delivered the Sky Wall Palace Formation jade slip.
A letter accompanied it.
"This was written by Mountain Elder of the Taoist Palace. Take it to that woman Meng Rui. Once she reads it, she’ll teach you the Polar Violet Formation."
"Thank you, Teacher."
After conversing with Teacher Dongfang Ya, Mu Lin did not open the Sky Wall Palace Formation’s jade slip, nor did he head to Master Meng Rui immediately.
Feeling in good condition, he proceeded with his original plan to Refine the dragon blood’s power.
The Refinement process lasted three days.
"Hum…"
…
Three days later, observing the minute traces of blood remaining in the jade vial, Mu Lin murmured:
"Last time."
Through continuous dilution, most of the dragon blood had been absorbed into Mu Lin’s body.
The abundant vital blood energy boosted his physical strength to the mid-level of the Spring Fountain.
Excessive dragon aura now granted Mu Lin an intimidating dragon might.
This dragon might drove away all birds and silenced nearby insects.
More importantly, each Refinement granted Mu Lin fresh insights, pushing his Black Water Mystic Serpent’s Transformation Technique toward its breaking point.
After this final Refinement today, his technique would fully reach Master Level.
‘I wonder what changes the master-level Black Water Mystic Serpent’s Transformation Technique will manifest.’
Swallowing the dragon blood without further dilution, Mu Lin quelled his excitement.
"Hum…"
As the dragon blood entered him, the familiar majestic dragon’s phantom emerged in his Mind Image world – accompanied by relentless rain.
But unlike previous times, Mu Lin now commanded the downpour instead of the phantom.
"Pitter-patter…"
Continuous Refinement had altered his Mind Image world.
The overcast skies created oppressive gloom, reducing visibility.
Ordinary people could only see three to five meters through the black mist magical power and heavy rain. Even Qi Practitioners had their vision and perception impaired.
At the world’s core, Mu Lin’s City God body now bore a coiling shadow resembling both serpent and dragon.
This change affected his Yin soldiers and ghost officials – scales covered their bodies, while their Yin Spirit warhorses became Dragon blood steeds.
"Definitely stronger overall…"
Mu Lin observed these transformations passively. The dragon phantom instinctively gravitated toward his spirit without resistance, now fully under his control.
This natural outcome occurred because the phantom represented mere instinctual residue, not an actual dragon’s will.
In the past few days, Mu Lin had refined most of the dragon blood, absorbing immense draconic energy. To the dragon’s phantom—a being of instinct without intelligence—Mu Lin now appeared as its true form.
Guided by primal urges, the phantom sought to merge with its source… only to plunge into a trap. Though it flew toward him, Mu Lin didn’t accept it immediately. Instead, he burned away the dragon’s lingering will using the Heart Lamp of Will. Only after purging its consciousness did he refine the phantom’s final wisp of power into himself.
"Hum…"
As the dragon’s phantom merged with Mu Lin, becoming his nourishment, serpentine abilities surged through his sea of consciousness. This last fragment of Information completed the final piece of his Black Water Mystic Serpent’s Transformation Technique.
His cultivation methods had reached perfection.
Instinctively, Mu Lin curled his body like a snake—no, more like an unborn child. Nestled in this fetal position, he seemed to return to a mother’s embrace. A crimson aura erupted from his body, wrapping him in a cocoon of vitality that hardened into a blood-colored egg.
Within this womb-like shell, Mu Lin began evolving.
In his sea of consciousness, visions unfolded. He became a snake struggling from its egg, eating, growing, hibernating… and shedding skin. Nine times he molted, each shedding making him larger and stronger until reaching his limit—the full lifespan of a Black Water Mystic Serpent.
Yet confusion struck. He also saw himself as a dragon, born mighty enough to summon winds and rain, commanding water creatures. As this dragon grew, it learned to flood valleys and roam freely—until a westward-flying sword severed its head during a rampage.
"…"
The killing blow shattered the vision. Mu Lin awoke, clarity returning. "I’m neither serpent nor dragon. I’m Mu Lin… yet I can become both."
*Boom!*
Understanding dawned. He’d successfully advanced.
*Crack.*
The blood cocoon split. Emerging, Mu Lin felt overwhelming power coursing through him—a deceptive sensation from his rising value of strength. "I can’t move mountains yet," he muttered, "but this Body of a Dragon holds thousands of kilograms of strength."
Indeed, Mu Lin now stood as half-dragon. The Black Water Mystic Serpent’s Transformation Technique granted draconic form at 4th Level Master, yet his situation proved awkward. Normally, cultivation methods and magical cultivation progressed together: Level 2 Proficiency matched awakening; Level 3 Mastery aligned with Spring Fountain, Spirit Pool, or Spirit Sea stages. As a 4th Level Master, his magical cultivation should’ve reached Condensing Essence or Refining the Evil phases, enabling true draconic might.
But the proficiency panel had unbalanced him. His Black Water magical power lingered at mid-level Spring Fountain while his cultivation methods raced ahead. This discrepancy left him a young dragon—authentic in essence but requiring gradual growth.
Still, benefits abounded. His raw strength reached 2,000-3,000 kilograms, while defenses and resistances multiplied. For now, this half-dragon form sufficed.
