At the words "time to drink your medicine," the young dragon shuddered violently and instinctively rose to flee.
She really had intended to do that, but something unexpected happened: at some point, her dragon tail had been stepped on by Turtle Turtle's tortoise foot.
Her dragon tail was stuck, so how could she run? No wonder Turtle Turtle had stopped talking earlier. It had definitely sensed the presence of the evil dragon before she did.
"Turtle Turtle, you're stepping on my tail."
Turtle Turtle lifted its foot and released the young dragon's tail.
Running was unrealistic. With the young dragon's pitiful strength, she had no combat power at all before the evil dragon Lance.
If it could have run, it would have done so long ago. Why else would it stay here and let the evil dragon Lance covet its shell?
Lance had originally raised it to keep himself entertained, but over time, the evil dragon's original intentions had changed.
He had started eyeing its shell, wanting to use it to build a house.
Could a dragon body that huge even fit inside a shell that small? What was worse, in the past few years, whenever he had nothing to do, he would circle around it, thinking about how to pull it out of its shell. It was hard to tell whether he was kindhearted or cruel.
If he was kindhearted, then why did he want to take away its shell? Once its shell was gone, how could it survive? But if he was cruel, he had said he would take its shell without endangering its life.
That showed he did have some feelings for the turtle he raised.
Well, he had feelings, but not many.
There was now a young dragon on the island. Surely the evil dragon Lance would stop fixating on its shell, right?
The young dragon was pretty good.
It had no intention of harming her, and the evil dragon's medicine was drinkable. The condition was that he did not randomly formulate new medicines. If he made a new medicine, drinking it would definitely end badly.
The young dragon was not in any danger for the time being.
"Turtle Turtle seems to like you a little. It treats Er Gouzi terribly, but it's very friendly toward you. Come on, drink this bowl of medicine."
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This bowl of medicine? Who had ever seen a stone bowl more than three meters wide?
Was this a bowl?
It was clearly a miniature swimming pool! When she had been human, she could have swum in it.
Even without side effects, drinking this bowl of medicine would be enough to kill her by bursting her stomach.
"Lance, after bumping into Turtle Turtle three hundred times, I feel fantastic. I can punch tigers and kick lions."
"Have some ambition. You're a young dragon. Your imaginary opponents should mainly be fierce and violent magical beasts like the Earth Bear."
"I feel like I could beat the Earth Bear."
"Even if you can beat the Earth Bear, you still have to drink your medicine."
Lance grinned viciously as he handed the stone bowl in his dragon claw to the young dragon.
The evil dragon looked ferocious. Even a smile filled with goodwill looked like a vicious grin in the young dragon's eyes.
"Do I really have to drink it?"
After taking the stone bowl, Lucia caught the unique scent of medicinal herbs. The liquid also looked rather strange. It was dark green.
Medicine of this color looked just like poison. In the Imperial Capital, if an apothecary asked her to drink something this color, she would definitely find a guinea pig to test it first. Who knew whether that apothecary was one of the stinking Imperial Sister's people? She did not even know whether there were any field mice on the island. If there were, then no, she could not go to sleep so early tonight. She would have to come out and catch a few mice to test the medicine.
"Don't worry and drink it. Turtle Turtle has been drinking my medicine since it was little. Look, after all these years, not only is it fine, it has grown bigger and bigger."
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The young dragon was even more frightened. Turtle Turtle had only recounted half of its tragic experiences just now, and even that half had left her shaken. The reason Turtle Turtle had grown so large was entirely because it had an exceptionally tough life.
Drink it or not?
She was in a dilemma.
If she did not drink it, the evil dragon would definitely be unhappy. He might even think that she, a young dragon, did not trust him.
But if she drank it, what if dragon wings grew out of her head? Drink it.
She had to believe that the evil dragon Lance's advanced apothecary certificate had been earned through ability, not bought from someone.
In the human world, there were plenty of people who sold fake certificates.
As long as you had the money, they could arrange any fake certificate for you.
There was not as much medicine in the bowl as she had imagined, but there was still plenty—at least more than half a bowl.
The young dragon closed her vertical pupils and gulped down the dark green medicine like a whale drinking and a cow swallowing, emptying the stone bowl in one breath.
"Dri—gulp—drank it all."
Lucia returned the stone bowl to the evil dragon and let him inspect it.
"Quite brave."
Lance put away the stone bowl and rubbed the young dragon's smooth, bare head with a dragon claw.
After praising the young dragon, he took the carved and painted Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon out of the Adamantine Circle, held it in his dragon claw, and showed it to her.
"Look. What's this?"
"A person."
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That was a pointless question.
"That's right, it's a person. He's also an Extraordinary Person. His profession is monk. A monk with profound cultivation and tremendous power is called a Buddha."
"Fo."
"Buddha. Repeat after me: fo. Buddha. The fo in Buddha's son."
"Fo. The fo in fo's son."
What should one do when faced with a young dragon who had a unique accent? It was not that the young dragon could not pronounce the word. Her accent was the problem.
Whenever she said "Buddha," it automatically became "fo."
How could this accent problem be solved?
Should he put a pearl in her mouth?
He could try it.
That night, he would give her a pearl and have the young dragon hold it in her mouth to see whether she could pronounce "Buddha" correctly.
If that still did not work, then "fo" it was. Lance gave up. Her accent could not be improved in the short term. Surely he could not teach the young dragon Standard Mandarin just because of her accent? Long-lived species had plenty of time. They could take it slowly.
"Would you like to have some afternoon tea?"
The young dragon shook her head. She had just drunk a huge bowl of medicine and did not want to drink anything else for the time being.
The evil dragon was really fond of ceremony. Afternoon tea? What legendary evil dragon had the leisure to drink afternoon tea? He might as well sleep, kidnap a princess, and fall in love with her.
"Then go do whatever you want. If you feel unwell anywhere, come find me in the courtyard."
"Got it."
After watching the evil dragon leave, Lucia bared her teeth and moved her dragon body around a little. She crouched beside Turtle Turtle's head, wanting to continue chatting with it for a while.
Being with the evil dragon was too stressful. When she was with Turtle Turtle, she felt no pressure.
"Turtle Turtle, let me ask you something. Are there any field mice or rats on the island?"
"Normally, wherever there is an evil dragon, there absolutely cannot be any birds or beasts nearby. The evil dragon Lance is different. He can restrain his draconic might and aura, so there may be some birds and beasts on the island."
"Why are you asking? Even if there are field mice and rats on the island, they have yet to gain intelligence. Catching one would not help entertain you."
"I don't need them to entertain me. They only need to help me test medicine."
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The medicine-testing turtle thought of its tragic yet somewhat legendary turtle life. Its turtle life had begun with testing medicine for the evil dragon.
"Lucia, I need to correct what I said earlier. Most of the evil dragon's medicines are drinkable. What you need to watch out for are the new medicines developed by the evil dragon Lance. He only has a general idea of what effects a new medicine will have. As for what adverse reactions might occur after drinking it, he has no way of predicting them. I was less fortunate than you. I encountered the evil dragon Lance too early. At the time, he was penniless, and whenever he learned something new, he used me as a test subject first. You're different. The medicines you're drinking now have been optimized, optimized, and optimized again. They're extremely safe and won't have adverse reactions.
"As I said before, just try not to drink any new medicines developed by the evil dragon Lance."
The young dragon's face filled with distress. "Turtle Turtle, if the evil dragon develops a new medicine and I refuse to drink it, will he make you test it?"
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P.S. Welcome, old pigeons, to point out typos. I'll fix them when I see them. Love you all. (^_-)
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