Since she had made up her mind.
Jiang Yuechu no longer hesitated.
[Black Flood Dragon Jiao Chun (Shadow Copy)]
Although this Black Flood Dragon was only at Perfection in the Ink-Dipping Realm, its strength was far inferior to that Mountain Gazing Realm rabbit.
But... there was no choice.
She estimated that her Dao Cultivation was not enough to deduce the Silver Bone Demon Venerable... what's more.
This Black Flood Dragon belonged to the Dragon lineage, and it came from the mysterious Drinking Horse River.
If she could complete it, in addition to obtaining the Incomplete Manual of the Dragon Transformation Scripture.
Perhaps... she could also glimpse a corner of the truth about the overseas Yao Race.
Jiang Yuechu silently recited in her heart.
"Infuse."
Boom—!!!
As the command was given.
On the system panel, over fifteen thousand years of Dao Cultivation instantly plummeted.
The originally motionless ink-colored flood dragon's scales opened and closed, and its whiskers and hair all stood on end.
An extremely rich, deep-sea fishy smell assailed her.
Jiang Yuechu felt her vision go dark.
The familiar sense of weightlessness returned.
Her consciousness once again plunged into darkness... [Year 1, you were born at the easternmost point of the East Sea, a sea area perpetually shrouded in mist. This place is the Drinking Horse River.]
[Unlike those aquatic creatures born weak, when you broke out of your shell, you were already ten feet long, completely black as ink, with scales as hard as iron.]
[You are a Black Flood Dragon.]
[Your father told you that in this Drinking Horse River, the strong are respected, and the Black Flood Dragon lineage is born for slaughter.]
[Year 20, you grew up amidst slaughter, devouring countless Demons, and gradually gained some understanding of the Dao of killing.]
[Year 150, your cultivation progressed rapidly, reaching Bone Resonance Perfection.]
[On this day, in the depths of the Drinking Horse River, immortal music suddenly played, and clouds surged.]
[You saw several Human Race individuals dressed in white, with an ethereal demeanor, stepping on Flying Swords, suspended between the sea and sky.]
[You were horrified to discover that several Old Ancestors, who were usually high and mighty, were now bowing their heads, showing utmost respect to these people.]
[Your heart was greatly shaken, and you secretly asked an elder.]
[The elder was evasive, only pointing to the sky and uttering two words: Immortal Sect.]
[Year 800, you successfully entered the Core Formation realm, and were considered a leader in your clan.]
[However, you did not feel joy.]
[The greatest destiny of the Dragon race is to transform into a Dragon.]
[But the Opportunity for that transformation lies on the legendary Dragon Ascending Platform.]
[Every five thousand years, the Dragon Ascending Platform opens once.]
[Five lineages of flood dragons, tens of thousands of clan members, all must fight on that platform. Only by stepping on the bones of their kin and fighting until the last Demon remains, will they be qualified to bathe in Dragon blood and undergo a complete transformation.]
[Year 1900, you successfully stepped into the Ink Dot Realm. You wanted to contend for a spot on the Dragon Ascending Platform, but looking at the old flood dragons who had already entered the Seed Lotus and Mountain Gazing, you felt a deep despair...]
[Year 2500, no matter how many Spirit Monsters you devoured from the sea, your cultivation progress was still slow... Unwilling! How could you be willing?! Were you just going to die of old age in this deep-sea mud?]
[Year 2900, a piece of news quietly circulated within the clan: the Great Tang to the west, where the Human Race flourished, with Luck like a rainbow. The Human Race, with their tender skin and delicate flesh, contained Innate Spiritual Qi in their bodies, making them a top-tier tonic in the world.]
[If you could infiltrate the Great Tang and devour enough Human Race blood food... perhaps, you could overtake others and accumulate enough foundation before the next Dragon Ascending Platform opened!]
[Year 3290, you made a decision that violated ancestral teachings. You quietly left the Drinking Horse River, crossed tens of thousands of square kilometers of waves, and infiltrated the Yangtze River estuary.]
[Year 3295, you arrived at Yu Hang County. It was prosperous and densely populated. For you, this place was simply a heavenly buffet.]
[You were intoxicated by the pleasure of rapidly growing stronger.]
[You began to fantasize, awaiting the day of Dragon transformation...]
...The scene shattered.
Consciousness returned.
Jiang Yuechu slowly opened her eyes.
In her clear, cold eyes, deep-sea waves seemed to surge, then quickly returned to calm.
The Drinking Horse River, the Dragon Ascending Platform, and the obsession to transform into a Dragon by any means necessary.
"How interesting..."
Jiang Yuechu murmured softly.
Soon.
She dispelled the feelings brought by the demonic memories.
[Consumed six thousand four hundred years of Dao Cultivation, Black Flood Dragon Jiao Chun's progress has reached crimson dye.]
[Successfully raised Black Flood Dragon Jiao Chun to crimson dye, obtaining a Demon's gift.]
[No Grade · Dragon Transformation Scripture (Incomplete · Two) (Perfection)]
[No Grade · Dragon Transformation Scripture (Incomplete · Two): Following the body tempering method, it further refines bones and purifies marrow, cleanses tendons and washes away impurities, attracting the wind and thunder of the Nine Heavens. With every breath, wind and thunder follow.]
As the text appeared.
A massive stream of information brutally drilled into her mind.
Jiang Yuechu subconsciously began to circulate it.
Dragon Horns reappeared on her forehead, and her eyes also turned into vertical pupils.
But, this was not all.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—
On her originally fair hand, black Qi faintly circulated.
Immediately after.
Tiny scales slowly emerged.
Not only that.
Jiang Yuechu slowly raised her palm and loosely clenched her five fingers.
Crack—!
A dazzling, eerie blue electric arc actually leaped at her fingertips.
"Thunder Law?"
Jiang Yuechu was slightly startled.
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
However, after a moment's thought.
When a Dragon moves, wind, rain, and lightning must follow.
It was reasonable for them to be born alongside it.
Jiang Yuechu took a deep breath, calming the restless Qi and blood within her body.
Her gaze once again fell upon the system panel.
There was still a lot of Dao Cultivation left.
Since she had started, she might as well... "Continue."
With a thought.
The remaining Dao Cultivation burned again.
On the scroll, the Black Flood Dragon, which had been closing its eyes, suddenly opened them.
A pair of scarlet vertical pupils pierced through the paper.
[Consumed eight thousand two hundred years of Dao Cultivation, Black Flood Dragon Jiao Chun's progress has reached dotting the eyes.]
[Obtained Talent · Reverse Battle.]
[Reverse Battle: The Black Flood Dragon lineage is born in slaughter and dies in battle. This is a unique Bloodline talent of the Black Flood Dragon clan. They do not die in desperate situations, and they fight more fiercely when bathed in blood. The heavier the injury, the more their Qi and blood boil, and the more terrifying their strength becomes.]
Looking at this description.
Jiang Yuechu raised an eyebrow.
Isn't this... low-health rampage?
The lower the health, the stronger; the more pain, the fiercer.
But the problem was.
Now, not only had she entered the Mountain Gazing with the 'great desolation four fierce beasts suppressing mountain chart'.
She was also following the Yang Mountain path, where Qi and blood were like Dragons, and the Physical Body became sacred.
Coupled with the Silver Bone Glazed Body obtained from the Shadow Copy of the Silver Bone Demon Venerable, and the Desolate God Body formed by the Fusion of many talents.
Her foundation was already unreasonably strong.
But this was not over yet.
Jiang Yuechu slightly narrowed her eyes, carefully calculating her current assets.
Perfect and Unbreakable Method, White Ape Bone Transformation, Primordial Unity Qi Art.
These several body-refining techniques stacked together... the defense of her Physical Body alone was terrifying.
If she were to also count... Jiang Yuechu lowered her head, her slender fingers gently brushing over her chest, hidden by the dark robe.
And activate the Spiritual Seal of this treasure artifact.
With such layered defense... looking at this world.
Besides Randeng... who the hell could break her defense?!