After studying under the white ape for three months, Xu Chunniang had gradually become able to control the power within her body.
The Silver Flood Dragon was also walking the path of proving the Dao through strength. Perhaps she could teach it how to use every shred of power within its body.
Upon hearing this, the Silver Flood Dragon was overjoyed. "Fairy, teach me!"
"Am I not teaching you already?"
Xu Chunniang lifted the Silver Flood Dragon before her eyes and gave its body a shake. "Use all your strength and break free from my restraint."
"Yes!"
The Silver Flood Dragon did not doubt her and immediately began struggling with all its might.
Yet no matter how it struggled, its head remained unable to break free of the restraint.
The Fairy's two fingers seemed to contain boundless strength, pinning it down so thoroughly that it could not move.
Unwilling to admit defeat, the Silver Flood Dragon relied on brute force and began struggling again.
Seeing this, Xu Chunniang shook her head slightly. Though she had only learned the barest scraps from the white ape, those scraps were enough to bring about a qualitative transformation.
The Silver Flood Dragon had not grasped the technique of exerting force. It possessed only brute strength; even if it struggled for ten days or a hundred days, it would all be in vain.
She did not point this out. Instead, she coldly watched the Silver Flood Dragon struggle without cease, launch charge after charge, and fail time and again.
Learning how to control one's strength was certainly important, but more important still was possessing the unyielding heart of a strong cultivator.
If the Silver Flood Dragon's will was not firm enough, then even with her help, it would never see the day it successfully transformed