School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start Chapter44-The Fragment of Eternal Nirvana Flame

44 Chapter44-The Fragnt of Eternal Nirvana Fla

Finn found himself in a predicant.

His expression fluctuating, Finn ntally rummaged through all the treasures in the royal collection, contemplating what offer might satisfy Owen.

Money, won, power...

What could possibly entice Owen, the esteed saint of dragons, who lacked for nothing?

Owen, patient and unpressuring, allowed Finn's thoughts to wander freely. Speaking now would only give Finn a chance to spot a flaw, potentially withholding his best offerings.

"Um..." Finn finally spoke up, "Mr. Owen, after much consideration, I believe you wouldn't be interested in ordinary things."

Owen slightly raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

"I understand, Mr. Owen, that as a dragon, your kind possesses a divine ability known as the Divine Dragon Fla."

"Indeed, but my current realm does not permit its use."

The Divine Dragon Fla was a secret arcana of the dragons, shrouded in such secrecy it was almost terrifying.

Dragon arcana are typically transmitted through bloodlines, with more arcana accessible upon awakening one's bloodline.

However, these arcana can also be preserved in writing.

In the manuals of arcana at Dragon Echo Valley, many dragon arcanas are docunted.

This is how Owen managed to learn arcanas from various dragon lineages.

Yet, so arcanas, like the Divine Dragon Fla, can only be acquired through bloodline. If anyone attempted to record a fragnt of the Divine Dragon Fla, the dium would spontaneously combust, as if cursed.

Therefore, the Divine Dragon Fla is exclusive to dragons, never shared with any other race.

Mysterious, powerful, and elusive... these are its hallmarks.

Finn began with a complint:

"Mr. Owen, you jest. With your potential, mastering the Divine Dragon Fla is rely a matter of ti."

"However, you might not be aware that the mythoflares (a kind of ancient phoenix) also possess a fiery divine power called 'Eternal Nirvana Fla'."

Owen's eyes lit up, his posture even straightened a bit.

The Eternal Nirvana Fla, a hereditary power of the mythoflares, as renowned as the dragons' Divine Dragon Fla... Could Finn possibly possess it?

It was said that this forbidden technique had once annihilated an entire nation, a testant to its fearso nature.

Finn was pleased with Owen's reaction, but he dared not play tricks in front of him. Sincerity was essential to enlist Owen's help.

"Mr. Owen, would the skill book of 'Eternal Nirvana Fla' pique your interest?"

"Absolutely. If you can provide with the Eternal Nirvana Fla, I will accompany you on your quest."

"Considering the close ties between my dragons and the mythoflares, it's intriguing that we dragons have no thod to learn it. Does your royal family possess such knowledge?"

Owen's detailed questioning, accompanied by a dangerous glint in his eyes, sent a chill through Finn's spine.

Finn knew well that if he dared to deceive Owen, he would learn what the dragons' majesty truly ant.

"Mr. Owen, this tale dates back two thousand years," Finn began.

"At that ti, a grand magus from the human race bonded in matrimony with a mythoflare princess. The princess, deeply enamored with the grand magus, allowed him a glimpse of the Eternal Nirvana Fla."

"The grand magus, with a profound mory, later inscribed the thods of cultivating the Eternal Nirvana Fla onto special materials."

Owen's brows furrowed deeply, and he chuckled coldly:

"Do you take for a three-year-old child? Like my dragons, the mythoflares' world-ending forbidden spells are bound within bloodlines."

"Trying to pass them through text or even imagery would cause their diums to spontaneously combust."

"Did this grand magus possess earth-shattering power capable of overcoming the ancestral bloodline forces of our ancient races?"

Finn sighed deeply, his lips tight as he spoke:

"Mr. Owen, that's exactly what I'm getting at. The grand magus did indeed record the cultivation thod of the Eternal Nirvana Fla. It's docunted in our royal library, along with the history... and the thod to cultivate the Eternal Nirvana Fla..."

Finn paused montarily.

"I don't appreciate being kept in suspense."

With an awkward smile, Finn added:

"...the fragnted thod."

A spark of interest flickered in Owen's mind. Even a fragnt of the Eternal Nirvana Fla was worth examining.

Finn's words suggested a certain degree of authenticity to his claim.

"Are you saying only fragnts have been passed down?"

"Not exactly. The grand magus tried various thods but couldn't preserve the Eternal Nirvana Fla's lineage. Thus, he resorted to embedding the cultivation thod in a cryptic script onto a stone slab."

"The slab bore an article titled 'The Marvelous Script for the Rejuvenation of Humanity,' within which the Eternal Nirvana Fla's lineage could be deciphered. Unfortunately, the mythoflare bloodline's power was too intense. When the grand magus finished carving the slab, it spontaneously combusted."

"Left with no other choice, the grand magus shattered the slab into seven pieces. The natural flas subsided, and the Eternal Nirvana Fla was thus preserved."

Owen's eyes brightened, impressed:

"That grand magus indeed possessed genuine skill and knowledge. But why do you only have a fragnt?"

Finn scratched his head, sowhat awkwardly explaining:

"Human realms have been plagued with wars. Initially, the pieces were kept together, but over ti and through endless strife, only one piece ended up in our possession."

Owen's expression remained unchanged upon hearing it was only a fragnt.

As long as it was authentic, the rest could be sought after in ti.

"Very well, the fragnt of the Eternal Nirvana Fla can be considered as a condition."

Finn, visibly delighted, eagerly asked:

"Mr. Owen, what is the third condition?"

"The third is this: In the secret realm, as long as it helps achieve your goal, you must follow my instructions, and the sa goes for your entourage."

Finn's expression shifted slightly. After a mont of contemplation, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Agreed."

Owen grinned and extended his hand:

"Prince Finn, I hope for a fruitful collaboration."

"Smack—"

Finn slapped his hand into Owen's:

"Mr. Owen, to a fruitful collaboration."

With their agreent sealed, Finn did not depart imdiately.

Owen frowned and asked:

"What are you still doing here?"

Finn, with his mouth slightly open, tentatively inquired:

"Mr. Owen, aren't you curious about the helpers my brothers have?"

Owen snorted coldly, an air of arrogance surfacing on his face:

"Helpers? Those who stand in my way shall be slain."

His face bore a murderous intent, as if resonating with the sounds of war and battle.

Finn, stirred inside, couldn't help but reveal a gratified smile:

"Sir, your valor is unparalleled."

Once Finn had left, Owen quickly found the books related to the Eternal Nirvana Fla.

It was said that during the creation of the universe by the ancient gods, a fla was produced to burn away the cosmos's impurities. This singular fla, over hundreds of thousands, even millions of years, split into two.

One fla birthed the mythoflares, who nad it the Eternal Nirvana Fla.

The other fla birthed the dragons, calling it the Divine Dragon Fla.

The books contained only the origins of these two entities, with no extensive details provided.

Closing the book, Owen narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself:

"If I could rge these flas into one, wouldn't I recreate the fla used by the ancient gods to purify the universe?"

"If so, what in this world could possibly stand against ?"

He felt a secret thrill, not expecting to obtain such a precious thing from Finn.

A trip to the secret realm seed more than worthwhile.

Owen returned to his lodging and shared the news with Erin.

Erin expressed her worries:

"Master, you don't have any powerful beings by your side. What if a crisis arises?"

Owen waved his hand dismissively:

"This secret realm is King Laine's way of testing his sons. It won't be overly dangerous. After all, if his son dies in the secret realm, who will succeed him?"

Erin nodded in realization but still cautioned, "Master, it's better to be careful. Unexpected things can happen."

As she spoke, Erin began pulling out bottles and jars from her spatial ring.

Soon, a small mountain of items had accumulated in front of Owen, including glass bottles filled with potions and various silk scrolls.

Owen casually picked up a green potion, glancing at the label:

"'Arcanergy Recovery Potion'."

Erin continued to select potions from her ring, explaining:

"Master, I've concocted various types of potions for you. Green for arcanergy recovery, blue for healing wounds, white for soothing mind power, red for boosting arcanergy, and there are also those for restoring mind power..."

"These scrolls are inscribed with minor magics. My level limits to novice magic, but there are three scrolls of interdiate magic you can look at."

A warm feeling swept through Owen's heart. He took Erin's hand, pulling her into an embrace.

Erin stiffened in his arms, her face flushing crimson.

"Master—" she moaned softly.

Owen pressed his forehead against hers, gently stroking her back:

"Erin, having you by my side is wonderful."

Erin buried her head deep in Owen's embrace:

"Master, I will always be with you, forever and ever."

Three days passed.

Finn sought out Owen:

"Sir, would you accompany to the palace? It's about ti."

Owen followed Finn to the Laine Kingdom's palace without hesitation.

However, he was curious. Finn clearly had a human saint accompanying him. Why did he need Owen's help?

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