Transformation Potion?

The sky was azure, and the branches overhead crisscrossed in a maze.

As they pressed on, both Zhen Jin and Zi Di felt the air temperature dropping rapidly.

At a spot where the view opened up, Zhen Jin gazed into the distance and actually discovered a trace of snowy white.

That's a snow mountain. Damn it, there's a snow mountain on this island!

Judging by the route of the Pig Kiss, this island was clearly located in the tropics, and the rainforest was the most normal landscape. Yet, not only were there forest-covered mountains here, but there were also snow mountains. According to Huang Zao's previous description, there was even a desert.

"Sir, look, there are Huang Zao's footprints here!"

Zi Di made a new discovery.

After inspecting them, Zhen Jin nodded and confirmed, "We are about to find him. Aside from him, we might also find other members of that exploration team."

The direction they were walking in had already been adjusted.

Because along this path, they had not only found Huang Zao's footprints, but also the marks left behind by the exploration team.

Spanish moss blocked their path ahead. Zhen Jin raised the long-handled scythe in his hand, severing the long threads hanging from the branches that almost reached the ground, and continued on.

This long-handled scythe was crafted from the curved claw of a spider.

In addition, with Zi Di's assistance, Zhen Jin had also crafted several spider spears and a spider sword.

These newly crafted weapons were extremely sharp, bringing tremendous convenience to Zhen Jin and Zi Di along this journey.

The battle against the spider had brought a massive upgrade to Zhen Jin's weapons and equipment.

The quality of a steel sharp sword was far inferior to the spider sword.

If it were in the past, Zhen Jin would have been very happy, but right now he did not care much about it.

For these past few days, he had been pondering the strange mutation that occurred not long ago. His hands had suddenly transformed into the sharp claws of a Monkey-Tailed Brown Bear, and after piercing the Eight-Legged Spider, they had also caused this Silver-level beast to burn from the inside out, resulting in a kill with a single strike!

Afterward, he had not told Zi Di the truth, and the evasive words he used were actually quite clumsy.

Yet Zi Di had not pursued the matter.

His fiancée's understanding made Zhen Jin's heart swell with quiet emotion.

However, what on earth was all of this about?

Zhen Jin first thought of transformation spells.

Druids could transform into wolves, bears, and even wyverns. Mages also had Polymorph, and rogues had Disguise.

Could it be that I am not just a Temple Knight, but also hold another vocation?

This conjecture was immediately dismissed by Zhen Jin.

Because no matter what kind of spell it was, it required a casting process.

Yet the hands mutation at that time had been completely natural, and there was no unconscious spellcasting involved whatsoever.

Let us not forget that the entire island also prohibited the use of low-tier magic and Battle Qi.

So, is it bloodline awakening?

Nobles possessed bloodlines that surpassed the ordinary, and these bloodlines often came with distinct traits.

For example, the lineage of the Saint Brilliance Great Emperor was the Sanctuary Bloodline. Direct descendants of the family, including the Saint Brilliance Great Emperor himself, all possessed silver-white pupils and grew snow-white wings.

Half-Elfs, who carried both elf and human bloodlines, also had pointed ears.

Human nobles carrying the bloodline of a Demon or devil usually grew horns on their heads.

Still, why did my hands transform into those of a Monkey-Tailed Brown Bear?

Could it be that what Zhen Jin awakened was the brown bear bloodline?

Putting aside whether such a bloodline even existed, to say the least, wasn't all of this just a bit too coincidental?

Therefore, is the greatest possibility still the potion that Zi Di temporarily concocted to save me back then?

Zhen Jin guessed that the potion produced during that unrepeatable rescue process was very likely a transformation potion!

Because at that time, Zi Di had poured a large amount of Monkey-Tailed Brown Bear blood into Zhen Jin's body.

Blood was the main material for a corresponding type of transformation potion.

While Zhen Jin was saved, the efficacy of the transformation potion had also remained dormant within his body. It was not until he faced the Eight-Legged Spider at the critical juncture of near death that the potion's effect erupted.

Zhen Jin felt that this possibility was the greatest, and so his subsequent guesses became even more numerous.

Does the efficacy of this transformation potion still remain?

Can it erupt a second time?

If it erupts again, how long can it be maintained?

Zhen Jin hoped that he could still erupt, that this change could still manifest.

Because this was a trump card.

The stakes of this trump card were enormous; Zhen Jin had relied on it to directly slaughter a Silver-level fierce beast!

Although various favorable factors played a part, one could absolutely not deny the terrifying offensive capability of the sharp claws themselves.

As for problems such as the potential power erosion and bloodline pollution brought about by taking this transformation potion, Zhen Jin could only temporarily cast them aside.

How could he possibly care about such things right now!

Everything had to ensure survival.

These hidden dangers could completely be dealt with in the future, once things stabilized, by seeking a temple priest for purification.

The wind rose.

The trees rustled, and the forest stirred up a pine wave mixed with dark green, deep green, and light green.

The wind seemed to blow from the snow mountain, driving the air temperature to plummet rapidly.

This did not cause any trouble for Zhen Jin and Zi Di.

Although their clothing was thin, they carried many pieces of heat-emitting minerals.

Following the tracks, they pressed on all the way.

A babbling mountain spring came into their view.

"This should be groundwater," Zhen Jin guessed after observing. "The spring water here is very clear and icy."

He did not rush to drink, even though their water storage had long since dropped to the danger line.

Water sources in the wild were not all that safe. Drinking blindly could very well cost them their lives.

"There are a lot of animal footprints here. There shouldn't be any problem." Zi Di pointed at the mud around the spring, her expression suddenly shifting slightly. "Wait, Sir Zhen Jin, look over here."

On the other side of the mountain spring, they saw a large number of human footprints.

These footprints surrounded the spring. Clearly, many people had squatted here to collect the underground spring water.

"Good, some of the footprints are still very fresh. It seems we are very close to that exploration team. But for now, let's fill our empty water bags first," Zhen Jin said.

They began to collect the water source.

Fortunately, they had found water bags; otherwise, without water-storage vessels, exploring in the wild would be extremely inconvenient.

Zi Di squatted on the ground, stretching out her arm to open the small mouth of the water bag to its maximum, lowering her head to pour the water.

Zhen Jin's posture for taking water, however, was quite particular.

He did not bury his head to fetch water; instead, he kept his head raised, occasionally darting his gaze around, scouting the surroundings even as he filled his container.

There were many fierce beasts in the wild that specifically used water sources to wait for rabbits. Once prey lost their vigilance due to drinking, these beasts would pounce like lightning to hunt their target.

There was similar training content within the human military.

When drinking and pouring water, one had to constantly keep their head raised to prevent sneak attacks from enemy forces.

Thus, when the enemies appeared, Zhen Jin was the first to notice and loudly alerted Zi Di.

The two of them quickly stood up.

One, two, three...

Some revealed their figures from among the forest, some stood up from the high rocks, and others loomed vaguely in the grass.

Soon, the youth and the maiden discovered they were surrounded.

Most of these people wore sailors' clothes and had tanned, weather-beaten skin. Everyone carried weapons, predominantly scimitars, but there were also sharp swords, spears, and even bows, arrows, and crossbows.

A Bronze-level elite stepped out from the crowd and walked in front of Zhen Jin and Zi Di.

Upon seeing this person, a sharp glint flashed across Zhen Jin's eyes and vanished instantly.

Zi Di's expression changed slightly, and she said displeased, "It's you! Hmph, we've finally managed to catch you, Huang Zao."