How About You Support Me for the Rest of My Life?
Eva, I misunderstood you. It turns out your curse was a real curse, not a blessing. The dragon was a complete idiot. He had Teleportation Gate but didn't use it, insisting on flying back. If he hadn't flown back that day, he wouldn't have mistaken me for a real dragon and brought me to the island.
"If there's Teleportation Gate, why did you still fly back?"
"Dragons are the rulers of the sky, so isn't it normal for them to enjoy the thrill of soaring freely and breaking through the air with their wings?"
Adult dragons can dominate not only the land, but also the sky.
To be honest, the sky is the dragon's home ground. Without the intervention of experts at the Saint and God levels, no one can defeat a fully grown dragon in the sky.
Lance, the other dragon, couldn't guarantee anything, but he believed that if a powerful being of the [Saint] or [God] level didn't have a divine artifact, it would be absolutely impossible for them to defeat him in the sky.
"One more thing, besides us dragons, there is another creature that can dominate the sky: the Phoenix. If you encounter this kind of bird, whether you are an adult or not, do not easily get into a conflict with them. If you do encounter them and a conflict arises, you can tell this kind of bird that we should call our elders to solve the problem."
"Okay, okay, I understand."
The young dragon had heard of the Phoenix, a creature as powerful as a Phoenix. She'd heard that the Phoenix Flames could burn a dragon to death, but whether that was true, she didn't know.
However, since the evil dragon said so, it means that the Phoenix might actually be able to harm the dragon.
The evil dragon instructed her to call upon her elders to resolve the issue, undoubtedly out of fear that she, as a young dragon, would suffer.
Speaking of which, who should she address as an elder?
She only knows one adult black dragon, Evil Dragon. Wait, could the dragon's mention of calling someone "elder" mean she should call him?
That wretched dragon took advantage of her! Oh well, she couldn't beat him, and she couldn't survive either. If she really encountered danger, she would definitely think of the dragon first.
She was truly a tragic Imperial Daughter. In the past, when faced with danger, her first thought was of the imperial army. But after less than half a month on the island, when faced with danger, her first thought was no longer of the imperial army, but of the evil dragon. A dog relying on its master's power.
People rely on the dragon's power.
"Let's go, let's start a wonderful day by practicing Life Nurturing Exercise."
"Oh."
The young dragon was full of Vital Energy and looked forward to the day after tomorrow. It would be great to be able to go to the human world. As for coming back to sleep at night, well, she could come back. She had been sleeping here for almost half a month and had gotten used to it. If she wasn't allowed to sleep against the wall at night, she might not be able to fall asleep. Later, she would tease Er Gouzi and ask Er Gouzi if he wanted to eat the food of the human world. If he did, she would play frisbee or pick up sticks with him.
She throws it, Er Gouzi picks it up.
The noble ladies of the capital city enjoy playing this kind of game with their pet dogs.
She'd seen it, but never played it.
Er Gouzi is fierce; if you treat it like a dog and walk it around, it might bite the young dragon if it gets angry.
We need to discuss it.
After finishing her Life Nurturing Exercise and breakfast, just as Youlong was about to go play with Er Gouzi, she was stopped by the evil dragon.
She was a little confused. She didn't have classes in the morning, so why did the dragon call her? Did the dragon say it was to train her flying skills?
Does the ability to fly still need training? The young dragon conjured up images of evil dragons flying in its mind.
If you want to achieve that level of flying like a dragon, it seems you really do need to train.
"To fly well and fast, your dragon wings need to be powerful. To make your dragon wings powerful, you must train them specifically. You are in a better position than me. When I was training my dragon wings to increase their power, I had two huge rocks hanging from them."
Once I got used to the weight of the boulders, then smaller hills, and once the weight of the hills could no longer affect my flight, I started flying with the hills on my back.
You don't need to do that. I've crafted two Gravity Source Energy Patch. Set the gravity parameters for these two Gravity Source Energy Patch and stick them on your dragon wings. Then you can fly over the sea.
Even if you lose control of the dragon wings and fall into the sea, it won't harm you. Once you've adjusted to the gravity parameters, I'll gradually increase them for you.
His Memory Inheritance contain training methods for dragon-winged flight. Although he has never met his adoptive dragon parents, his Memory Inheritance contain everything that should and shouldn't be there.
There was no information about the cheap dragon father and mother; there were some fragmented images, but they were blurry.
As for information about Dragon Island, there is absolutely none.
The young dragon stretched out its wings, turned its head to look left and right, and saw two Gravity Source Energy Patch, each only the size of a human palm, with two cute and silly little Amethyst Dragon drawn on them.
The moment the Gravity Source Energy Patch adhered to her dragon wings, she instantly felt the dragon wings become incredibly heavy.
It felt like someone who was used to wearing casual clothes suddenly putting on armor.
Clumsy and unnatural.
It takes a lot of strength to flap the dragon's wings.
With the dragon wings becoming so heavy, could she really fly? The young dragon tried and managed to fly, but only skimming the ground. When forced to land, she had to use her face to brake. The dragon wings were too heavy, so she couldn't fly for long and couldn't freely control the direction and speed of her flight.
Hateful!
After nearly half a month of being battered and bruised, the turtle was supposed to go to the human world with the evil dragon the day after tomorrow. It seemed that this fake baby dragon was about to usher in a life of happiness after suffering. But what she didn't expect was a new lesson.
She was flying, while Er Gouzi, that bastard, lay in front of the evil dragon, his paws slapping the ground incessantly, his two dog heads laughing until tears streamed down his face.
The turtle had a conscience; when it saw her about to fall to the ground, it knew to quickly close its eyes.
If the way she falls to the ground is too comical, the turtle will laugh at her too. For example, if she falls face-first, crouches, rolls, or her dragon wings cramp up and she falls from the sky into the sea. You hateful Er Gouzi, you've offended not just a stupid baby dragon, but the Imperial Daughter of the Farolyn Empire!
From now on, the turtle will live a life of luxury, while you can just sit back and gnaw on bones!
Wow.
It hurts so much! My face hurts, my mouth hurts, my butt hurts, my whole body hurts. The seawater is so salty. Is it too late to cross out her first dream from her diary?
She didn't want to become a great dragon like Lance anymore; she wanted to be a useless young dragon. Under the dragon's supervision, the young dragon Lucia flew, fell, flew, and fell all morning.
Finally, perhaps driven mad by Er Gouzi, several times when she fell, she landed like a cannonball with a bang, blasting Er Gouzi far away. A few times, she even rammed Er Gouzi Er Gouzi with her head, sending him flying far away. Er Gouzi was so angry that he ran and cursed on the beach, and every now and then he would go to the evil Lance to complain, asking Lance to control the young dragon that kept ramming him.
Lunch consisted of roasted meat, fish soup, and medicinal cuisine.
The young dragon ate even more than Er Gouzi. She was starving and had been flying around all morning, stumbling and staggering. She was so hungry. "Lance."
"What's wrong?"
"I have a dream."
"I know, I know, the dream of becoming emperor."
"No. My new dream is to be a good-for-nothing young dragon who just lazes around and waits to die, so, Lance, how about you take care of me in my old age and see me off when I die?"
"???"