The Evil Dragon Who Loved Health Cultivation

The Evil Dragon Who Loved Health Cultivation

An evil dragon who neglected his proper duties was truly annoying.

Who had ever seen an evil dragon that did not kidnap princesses, did not raid human towns, and instead stayed home every day studying and developing his own territory?

Was it too much to say that an evil dragon like that was neglecting his proper duties?

Not at all.

"Then... do you know Dwarvish? Can you read Dwarvish Script?"

Lucia drew circles as she asked softly. At the same time, she prayed to the gods that the evil dragon Lance did not speak Dwarvish and could not read Dwarvish Script.

"I learned to speak Dwarvish and write Dwarvish Script when I was over eighteen hundred years old. Back then, when I transformed into a human, I even studied weapon forging under a master dwarven craftsman."

Waaah... Were the gods not home? If they were, how could they not have heard her prayer?

"You know so much. Then can you speak Orcish? Can you write the script used by beastmen?"

"I can. When I was over two thousand years old, I became curious about the transformation abilities of Orc Druids, so I lived in the Beastman Kingdom for a while as a dragonman."

"..."

Was this really an evil dragon? Aside from liking to kidnap princesses, did evil dragons not spend most of their time sleeping?

They slept for centuries at a time.

Had the evil dragon Lance never slept since growing up?

He wasted so much time playing around. Was that worthy of his identity as a dragon?

As an evil dragon, could he not do something more proper? Lucia listlessly crawled back to where she slept.

"If you want to learn the languages and scripts of those races, I'll teach you after you learn Dragon Language."

Lance did not mind teaching Lucia what he knew. If she wanted to learn, he was happy to teach her.

"Alright. I'll definitely become an outstanding evil dragon like you."

If only I could live two or three thousand years like you... Lucia added weakly in her heart. To become an outstanding evil dragon like Lance, she needed not only to be intelligent and eager to learn, but also to live a long life.

Hehe, I can only live to be a hundred at most. One of those two dreams is destined to come true.

Becoming an outstanding evil dragon like Lance was impossible.

But she still had a chance to become the emperor of the Farolyn Empire.

She was not inferior to Lance in every way. There was one thing she was still better at than him.

She had more money than Lance.

Lance only had a little over sixty gold coins in Savings, while her Pocket Money was two hundred gold coins every month.

Oh no, I forgot to bring my little treasury when I fled the imperial capital. Smelly Imperial Sister Asina has not confiscated it, has she? Eva, you must not let Smelly Imperial Sister confiscate my little treasury. You have to hide it for me.

Lying on the flowers and grass, Lucia closed her eyes and prayed silently.

Lance continued compiling a kindergarten-level Dragon Language textbook.

After he finished writing the Dragon Language material he would need that evening, he noticed that Lucia, curled up in the corner of the Dragon Lair, had fallen asleep.

She had failed to wreak havoc over the human empire and had nearly been captured alive by the Griffin Knight Corps. Then she had run into an adult black dragon like him. She must have been badly frightened.

Sleeping curled up in a corner showed that the little one lacked a sense of security.

Lance did not wake Lucia.

Sleep. Whatever it is can wait until she wakes up.

With nothing to do, Lance went to the library where he kept his books, took one out, returned to his sleeping spot, lay down, and quietly began reading.

The book was about herbs.

When he had nothing to do, he used herbs to concoct potions. Occasionally, he also used herbs to refine pills.

He planned to concoct some potions and sell them in the human world for money.

He wanted to earn more money and take this little one he had picked up to see the prosperity of the human world.

The human world was much more prosperous now than when he had first broken out of his shell.

There were all kinds of strange professions.

Wizards, mages, warriors, knights, Source Energy Card Makers, Potion Masters, summoners, and some flashy professions with miraculous combat abilities.

When he took the young dragon to the human world, he would let her meet some humans and witness the power of the Extraordinary People there. Then, when she went to wreak havoc in the human world in the future, she would probably consider the consequences.

If he could find Dragon Island, he would take the little one there for a visit.

Lance had thought that the young dragon he had picked up would wake before nightfall for dinner. He had not expected her to sleep so deeply, with no intention of waking at all.

That saved him some trouble. He would not need to make dinner.

Teaching the young dragon Dragon Language would be postponed until the next evening.

He would let the little one sleep well.

After reading for a while, Lance devised a recipe for an invisibility potion in his mind and wrote it down in a notebook.

When he was done, the young dragon he had picked up still showed no sign of waking. He rose and walked into the spacious living room, struck a pose, and began practicing the Longevity Diamond Health Cultivation Art.

The Diamond Longevity Art was a Daoist health cultivation method. In his previous life as a human, he practiced the Diamond Art in the morning and the Longevity Art at night.

His physical condition had improved quite a bit compared to before.

After being reborn into this world and breaking out of his shell as a young black dragon, he had tried practicing the Eight Section Diamond Art in order to make himself stronger. He discovered that he could practice it.

Pure-Blooded Dragons walked upright, so they could practice the Eight Section Diamond Art while standing.

He had practiced it from his youth until adulthood.

Health cultivation started in childhood. Pure-Blooded Dragons could live for ten thousand years. A health-conscious Pure-Blooded Dragon like him should have no problem living twenty thousand years.

After practicing the Longevity Art once, he stretched a little.

Lance returned to his sleeping spot, lay on the grass bed woven from flowers and plants, and slowly closed his eyes.

Before he was twenty-three hundred years old, he would occasionally enter long periods of deep sleep. He had been in a phase of rapid growth and development then, so it was unavoidable.

After twenty-five hundred years old, his daily routine had become more or less the same as a human's.

The night passed without incident.

Morning.

The young dragon, still asleep, was awakened by Lance.

Having just awoken from her dream, Lucia habitually tried to get up and stretch. The moment she moved, she instantly woke up completely. She was not human now; she was a young dragon.

The place she was in was not the imperial capital either. It was the Dragon Lair of the evil dragon Lance.

The one waking her was not Eva, who liked wearing black wizard robes, but the evil dragon Lance.

"G-Good morning, Lance."

"Good morning, Lucia. How did you sleep last night?"

"P-Pretty well."

"Do you want to go outside and move around a little?"

"Sure. Actually, I have a habit of taking morning walks too."

"Very good." Lance bared his teeth in a ferocious grin. "Do you like health cultivation?"

"Ah? Health cultivation?"

Wasn't that something only older people liked?

She was only in her teens. Why would she cultivate her health? If it were beauty care, she would be interested. But health cultivation? Forget it. She would rather lie in bed and sleep a little longer.

"I do."

"Then let's go. I'll teach you a health cultivation method."

"???"

Wait, you really do cultivate your health? You're an evil dragon. Even without health cultivation, you could easily live seven or eight thousand years.

Lucia suspected that Lance might have amnesia. Every so often, he seemed to forget that he was an evil dragon.