Zheng Yichen and the three little ones explained the origin of this egg, "This is an excellent dragon egg that does not have the sufficient foundation to break through its shell on its own."
"What about tapping it open? As long as the technique is delicate enough, it’s entirely possible to thin the eggshell without damaging the egg, allowing the ’dragon’ inside to break through, right?" Qi Xiangyun suggested.
Zheng Yichen shook his head, "The dragon egg cannot be affected in any way; any impact on the dragon egg could influence the young dragon’s potential."
Lin Yaoyao reached out and touched the dragon egg, saying, "This sounds so troubleso; chickens, ducks, and geese don’t have this problem."
"Hahaha, chickens, ducks, and geese can’t turn into giant dragons, um... watch this."
Zheng Yichen directly sliced open his palm, thinking Demigod blood would suffice—his blood was no worse than a Demigod’s, surely it would be enough.
As for the issue of Divinity, his Divinity was of an independent, passive type, which might differ from that of a Demigod, but perhaps quantity would do the trick?
The three little ones swallowed hard; they had already passed the stage where they needed the blood of powerful creatures to accelerate their magical cultivation, yet Zheng Yichen’s blood still held a great allure for them.
Seeing this, Zheng Yichen imdiately brought out a water cup, "Don’t be shy with , I have plenty of blood."
Endowed with the Essence of Life, he had the right to say so. Ever since obtaining the Essence of Life, his Life Force had increased by dozens of tis compared to his forr self, and the multiplier was still growing with his accumulation of it.
Even without Life Preservation Technology, if he could preserve his consciousness, he would be able to recover back to his original state through the accumulated Essence of Life, even if all that was left of him was his skeleton—though, in actuality, he was never that unfortunate.
Now with a solid base of the Essence of Life, even if he was severely injured and triggered the serpent’s exuvia trait, he wouldn’t revert to a younger state upon recovery.
Zheng Yichen then pressed his palm against the dragon egg. Initially, the egg did not react, but as the life within slowly stirred to activity, the blood sliding down the egg began to vanish, with new blood continually dripping onto the surface.
Holding the cup of blood, Lin Yaoyao watched the changes happening to the dragon egg and couldn’t help saying, "This feels sowhat evil, doesn’t it?"
"You all look like little sorceresses," Zheng Yichen glanced briefly at Liu Hongzhao and the others. The blood-hued inner force characteristic of a Blood Asura, mixed with the blood vapor evaporating from the cup, seed even more ’evil’.
Not blind, anyone with a bit of martial arts knowledge could tell they were practicing magic power.
"But we’re sensible now, we know what we’re doing. Won’t the dragon egg be the sa?" Lin Yaoyao continued to observe the blood-drinking dragon egg, which was like a greedy sponge that, despite absorbing much blood, had not changed color.
"Although what you say is true, in reality, this dragon egg is older than all of you combined, perhaps even including ," Zheng Yichen could see new changes in the life heat source within the egg through his thermal vision.
Before, it was a shape similar to tofu pudding; now, it had solidified into tofu consistency. Soon after, this piece of tofu began to be finely sculpted, taking on a tangible shape, and the solidity of the body beca more robust. Then, Zheng Yichen felt the pulsation of a gradually strengthening flow of blood.
With sufficient external support, the young dragon inside the egg began its attempt to break free. This was a necessary process; if the shell was broken by external forces, these changes wouldn’t occur. Imagine if the young dragon inside, which was still a tofu pudding-like mass with only a hint of outline, was forcefully taken out.
Dragons, in the world of their origin, are highly evolved intelligent beings. From birth to breaking out of the shell, they possess great strength and potential, but all of this needed to be accomplished by breaking out of the egg on their own.
"Looks like it’s really greedy." As the density of blood mist around her increased, Lin Yaoyao’s attention began to focus, no longer concerning herself with the dragon egg. The Blood Asura was a type of magic power, even though they were now practicing it in a gentle way.
The blood Zheng Yichen gave them did not carry any malicious thoughts or abnormal factors that could interfere with their cultivation, but the quality of this blood was exceptionally high. She and Liu Hongzhao had dealt with so powerful alien beasts, but those beasts’ blood paled in comparison to Zheng Yichen’s.
Hence, their cultivation couldn’t afford distractions.
Seeing them concentrating on their practice, Zheng Yichen rested his cheek on one hand while keeping the other pressed against the dragon egg. His blood was being drained quickly, but the lost blood was swiftly replenished by the additionally consud Essence of Life.
Rather than saying it was drawing blood, it was more like it was indirectly extracting his Essence of Life. Liu Hongzhao and the others were still practicing, and Zheng Yichen felt his Essence of Life being depleted more than when he created the Holy Relic of Life.
It’s always said that creating is far more difficult than destroying; the difference in difficulty between reviving a person and killing a person is like heaven and earth.
He had already drunk two large buckets of water; he even drew out a fine strand of his Essence of Life and pressed it against the dragon egg. However, the dragon egg showed no reaction to it, as if it couldn’t digest it directly. Zheng Yichen didn’t put the strand of Essence of Life back, storing it in the storage compartnt of his motorcycle instead—since it was out, he might as well use it as a raw material.
Zheng Yichen estimated the Essence of Life he had consud and considering his encounters with Demigods and his ability of Life Perception which provided a special sense similar to a ’quantified health bar’, he could ascertain that if a Demigod had done the sa, they would have bled to death by now.
For soone with a thick health bar like him... there was so pressure, but currently, the problem wasn’t significant! The recovery of the consud Essence of Life was slow, but among the Supre Demons he had dealt with, there were those related to healing, and rely standing on the earth could provide him with additional recuperative power.
Even without hunting, he could recover on his own with the support of the earth, and without any living prey, he could be more extre and directly devour the earth to restore his condition.
Crack—
A faint cracking sound erged, and a tiny crack appeared on the sturdy dragon eggshell that could withstand bullets.
The crack was so minute that Zheng Yichen thought it would continue to spread. However, instead of spreading further, the crack simply extended on its own basis, splitting the dragon egg cleanly in half, and wisps of evaporating mist erged from the opened egg.
A pair of tiny dragon claws clutched Zheng Yichen’s palm.
"A white dragon?" Zheng Yichen recalled he hadn’t asked Klakauska what variety the dragon egg was.
When the fire dragon had delivered the egg, he had simply taken it and left.
In the world of the fire dragon, white dragons were not considered inferior as depicted in so works. Just as the red dragon was a fire attribute dragon, the white dragon was a Light type dragon with comparatively high aesthetic appeal within the Dragon Tribe.
The little claws that clutched Zheng Yichen’s palm emitted a faint glow, and he sensed a power akin to light energy, not the pure Elents of light.
The wound on his palm healed rapidly, and he pinched the white dragon’s tiny claws; the young dragon’s scales were as delicate as a baby’s skin. The white dragon had ruby-red eyes; were these the usual pupils for the Dragon Tribe’s white dragons?
He had never seen a white dragon. He’d have to wait and see. Additionally, the little dragon’s claws were also red, conveying a rather rebellious air—Was she wearing nail polish at such a tender age?
Picking up the hatchling that was nearly two ters long including its tail, Zheng Yichen examined the little dragon. It had to be said, the aesthetic appeal of the white dragon within the Dragon Tribe really stood out, and being of the light attribute added an air of ’sanctity’ to its aura.
The overall appearance of the white dragon contributed significantly to its allure, and its pure white color didn’t give off a pallid or unhealthy vibe but rather seed vibrant and full of life.
That is, if one could overlook the ruby-red eyes and red claws. Not only the front claws but also the claws on the white dragon’s feet were red.
These did not detract from the overall harmony of the white dragon’s appearance but rather transford the ’sanctity’ associated with the white dragon into sothing akin to a wealthy young lady seemingly eager to misbehave.
Could this be because of him? Zheng Yichen mused. The white dragon had ntioned the thod to compensate for the insufficiency in the dragon egg’s essence—Demigod’s blood would suffice. At that ti, there had been no ntion of the blood possibly affecting the young dragon within the egg.
Perhaps it was possible, but if the impact was negligible, Klakauska might have overlooked it.
The white dragon held by Zheng Yichen was quiet and did not struggle, the pair of eyes looking at him with purity and curiosity.
She had been in a state of slumber while inside the dragon egg, but that was just a technique the Dragon Tribe used to preserve dragon eggs. The fledgling within the egg was not completely insensible to the outside world; if the egg was touched, there would be minimal perception.
And such perception would swiftly intensify in the face of danger.
If there was no threat, she would remain in slumber, silently accumulating strength for the day she would hatch or forever unable to gather enough strength to break free from the eggshell.
The inherited mories innate to the Dragon Tribe ensured that the young dragon would not be clueless upon hatching. The most arduous trial for the fledgling was breaking the shell, and once successful, during the initial phase, it would possess a certain degree of combat ability.
Just as so animal cubs can run and jump shortly after being born.
When Zheng Yichen touched the dragon egg and provided the ’nourishnt’ to fill the shortfall in its essence, the young dragon had already awakened. Even through the thick shell, it could sense the person helping her from outside.
But that person was too powerful, and although the blood he provided only had the scent of Divinity Power, its quality was so potent that it was sufficient to compensate for the essence of the awakened egg, which seed lacking in comparison to Divinity.
However, precisely because of this potent offering, she inevitably beca influenced by it. The knowledge from the inherited mories made the young dragon feel fortunate that Zheng Yichen’s blood only carried the scent of Divinity Power, not the actual Divinity Power itself.
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