Translator: Exodus Tales
Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by Mianbao
Edited by RED
The woman noticed there were some traces of the little crocodile spirit recently shedding skin from its body. As a master dragon tamer, naturally she understood this little dark crocodile spirit had just undergone an evolution, taking a huge step towards becoming a real dragon!
“I’m ashamed to say that I let it get swept into the waterfall’s current while I wasn’t paying attention,” Zhu Minglang explained.
“Raise it well. This one will become a decent dragonling; it has probably found the path to its dragon gate. If there’s nothing else, don’t interrupt my training here,” the flood dragon woman said.
“Thank you, Senior Sister, for saving us.” Zhu Minglang thanked her, maintaining his etiquette, before bringing his little crocodile spirit away and swimming to the shore.
The pond was huge, and the flow of water strong. However, the little crocodile spirit was completely different from before. It could even drag Zhu Minglang and swim to the shore, making things much easier for him, as he was already physically exhausted.
When they finally arrived at the shore, Zhu Minglang looked at the little crocodile spirit, who was circling around his feet.
After what they had just experienced, this little dark crocodile seemed much more affectionate toward him. Zhu Minglang couldn’t help smiling, saying, “If we come across that group of wolf spiritlings that bullied you back in the Dragon Storage Hall again, you should be able to beat them down now.”
The little crocodile spirit didn’t answer him, however. Its big eyes were staring at the wide and majestic waterfall, which looked like a huge silver curtain hanging down.
A green, slender figure was climbing up the torrent, which weighed thousands, if not tens of thousands of tons!
In the end, the figure even jumped to the top of the waterfall, raising a magnificent splash of water into the sky!
The might of a flood dragon was thoroughly demonstrated at this moment!
“So your ambition doesn’t lie with defeating those little wolf spirits, huh… Hmm, hmm. A day will come when you can wrestle with a flood dragon like this, too,” Zhu Minglang encouraged it.
Although he said that, it would be a long and difficult undertaking. At present, they couldn’t even withstand the current at the top of the waterfall!
This incident, however, gave Zhu Minglang a pretty good training idea. He would let the little crocodile spirit contend against the rapids, currents, and the waterfall. On the one hand, it would allow the little crocodile spirit to quickly grow stronger, pitting itself against the water’s great resistance, and on the other hand, this could polish its resolution!
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When they returned to the residence courtyard, a wave of noise came from inside.
Just as Zhu Minglang walked in, he happened to see a two-meter long wolf spirit, cruelly biting at the neck of a bull spirit. Fresh blood flowed out from the gaps of the large wolf spirit’s teeth, a harrowing scene.
“I admit defeat, I admit defeat!” Li Shaoying called out, sounding like he was about to cry as he hurriedly ran forward.
The wolf spirit howled at Li Shaoying, scaring him into falling on his rear. Immediately, the laughter of the nearby youngsters rang out.
“Keep your nonsense to yourself the next time you’re doing chores!” the youngster who commanded the large wolf spirit sneered.
Zhu Minglang frowned.
However, he didn’t like stirring trouble, and chose to make a detour.
The majority of those who lived here were youths and teenagers, at the age where they were the most competitive. Even though none of them had an actual dragon, they were fond of competing with one another, spiritlings against spiritlings…
In Zhu Minglang’s opinion, it was nothing more than a waste of time.
After returning to his little house, Zhu Minglang went to his bedroom and changed into a new set of clean and comfortable clothes.
Heiya was probably starving. Zhu Minglang heard its stomach growling on their way back. If its diet was still restricted to only silkworms, Zhu Minglang had to think of a solution.
If it was only a small box of silkworms, he could get some from the Dragon Storage Hall. In any case, no other spiritlings liked eating them. However, it had grown several sizes larger; its appetite was most likely much bigger now. Where was he supposed to find sufficient silkworm to feed it?
No matter whether it was a spiritling or a dragonling, they couldn’t go hungry. The energy provided by their food not only sustained their energy and vitality, it even affected their growth and attribute changes…
Training was very important, but being fed properly was even more so. As a qualified master dragon tamer, different dragons needed to be fed different food, catered according to their bloodline, attributes, and growth.
“It’s too late to find a place to start raising silkworms now. Maybe I should head to the town and see if anyone sells silkworms. If worse comes to worst, I have to make a trip back to the city state… Ai, I still need to think of a way to earn money!” Zhu Minglang started fretting.
During the past few years, Zhu Minglang had led a poor, but carefree life. Now that he had adopted a spiritling, he had to start thinking about his livelihood again!
“Large silkworms… Ah, I almost forgot. If little Baiqi wakes up, I have to feed it sufficient nectar!” Zhu Minglang slapped his head.
It has been too long since Zhu Minglang raised a dragon. He had forgotten that little Baiqi loved nectar. When it broke out of its cocoon, it would definitely be famished. The first meal after dragonizing was of utmost importance; failing to feed it properly might keep certain bloodline capabilities buried.
Fortunately little Baiqi was still in metamorphosis, and needed to be in slumber for some time, giving Zhu Minglang some time to prepare the expensive nectar!
-Nectar!
-I must prepare sufficient nectar!-
All newly born Dragon Child required large amounts of food. It was like a newborn baby, having to feed them milk every two hours. Failing to feed it sufficient milk would severely affect the baby’s intelligence and growth, perhaps even leading to their premature death.
Moreover, Baiqi was transforming from a little ice worm to a dragonling; its body would experience tremendous changes. The energy it expended every minute and every second was incomparably high. It was impossible to rely on the tiny amount of mulberry leaves he had saved to raise it!
-Ai, if it wasn’t for me encountering those bandits, I’d have some silver on me. Now, I’m really penniless in the truest sense.-
“Wuooo..!”
The little crocodile dragon was most likely starving. Its head peeked out of the pond, looking at Zhu Minglang.
For a very long time, Zhu Minglang had been someone who barely made ends meet, and viewed money as dirt. Now, let alone little Baiqi, even feeding the little crocodile spirit had become a problem.
From now on, he resolved himself to never live like that again!
Zhu Minglang looked at the little crocodile spirit, and thought of Baiqi in his spirit domain. This old youth felt a spark of fighting spirit inside!
“Heiya, you make do with a few groupers first. I know it’s hard for you to swallow, but don’t worry. I’ll have a big basket of large silkworms tomorrow morning to feed you well,” Zhu Minglang said to the little crocodile dragon.
The little crocodile dragon was still obedient. It dragged out the groupers in the bamboo basket into its pond, and started eating them unwillingly.
Now that it was a dragonling, and possessed the characteristics of a dragon, these ordinary fish were unable to provide it with any substantial energy.
To put it plainly, they didn’t provide much nutrition. It was no different from a human eating tree bark. It might even develop complications in its stomach!
Under such circumstances, it could only sleep to conserve energy. Just being slightly active would starve it, let alone going to the waterfall to train to build its foundation for dragonization.
The little crocodile dragon was an obedient fellow. It laid down in the pond and fell into deep sleep, although its stomach would rumble from time to time.
Zhu Minglang looked at the little crocodile dragon, looking rather helpless. He suddenly thought of that old mister from the Dragon Storage Hall, and tidied himself up before heading to the Dragon Storage Hall that night.