Even After Transmigrating into Coiling Dragon, Who Would Still Eat Soft Rice

Seeing his father and mother looking several years older than before, Simon felt a complex mix of emotions; for the two of them, who were not Saint Realm experts, nearly seventy years was not as short a time as he perceived it to be.

Yet, Simon had never intended to be away from home for so long. He knew well the cruelty of the Coiling Dragon World, so he could only suppress his feelings of homesickness.

Looking at his parents before him, Simon knew that having only reached their current strength after over a hundred years, their hopes of breaking through to the Saint Realm on their own in the future were extremely slim.

However, since they had a lifespan of 500 years, Simon was not overly anxious. Once this year's Wind God Festival concluded, he planned to head to another continent to see if he could find any methods or treasures that would help ordinary people break through to the Saint Realm.

While training in the Icewind Canyon and the Arctic Ice Plains, Simon had kept an eye out, but unfortunately, he had found nothing. He would simply have to try his luck elsewhere.

If possible, Simon still hoped that Darren and Iseline could reach the Saint Realm; otherwise, with only five hundred years, he might never see them again after he left for the Supreme Plane.

Chapter 14: Magical Beast King 'John'

Patriarch Solo was still tirelessly testing the aptitude of the family's children for the year. Even though he had repeated the process thousands of times, this patriarch, who was wholeheartedly devoted to the family, remained very earnest every single time.

There were hundreds of children undergoing the test, but only a few had been detected with the aptitude for magic, while there were quite a few with the aptitude for warrior cultivation.

Among them, the one with the best aptitude had a high affinity for fire elements, but his spiritual energy was average, only five times that of his peers.

With this aptitude, he could barely practice magic, but being in a warrior family, there was undoubtedly more of a future in following the path of a warrior.

Finally, Patriarch Solo finished testing all the children. Regrettably, no miracles occurred; there were only a dozen or so promising warrior seedlings.

This was the norm for the family. Solo sighed slightly; after all, the birth of a genius like Simon was already a blessing for the family.

The children who finished the test were picked up by their respective parents.

Those with cultivation value—meaning those who had a high probability of reaching the seventh rank or higher as a warrior or mage—remained at the family ancestral home to receive unified education.

More than ninety percent of the children without any cultivation aptitude would return to their homes to learn some cultural and management knowledge, preparing to take over family businesses in the future. Furthermore, they had to marry after reaching adulthood; whether it was free love or a family-arranged marriage, they had to marry once they reached the age to contribute to the family's lineage.

Those with cultivation talent like Simon were not forced; if they wanted to marry and have children, they naturally could, but no one would urge them if they didn't want to.

And so, amidst an atmosphere of joy for some and sorrow for others, this year's Wind God Festival came to an end.

After spending several months with his parents, Simon set out on his journey once again. This time, his goal was to head west, traverse the entire Rayast Continent, cross the Endless Sea, and then step onto the Shadow Continent, returning only after roughly exploring the entire continent.

This long journey was expected to take over a hundred years.

The members of the family were very supportive of this.

During these few months, Simon's parents and the two elders learned that he had already become a god. They were shocked for a long time, and it redefined their understanding of what a genius was.

After all, the god level was beyond the comprehension of Simon's parents; in their eyes, the Saint Realm was already synonymous with invincibility.

Patriarch Solo also knew that Simon's current strength was sufficient to explore the continent, so he did not stop him.

Before departing, Simon took out two divine swords nourished by Wind Divine Power. After removing his soul imprint, he handed them to Patriarch Solo to serve as the family's foundation.

Although the empire had Edward, a Lowgod, presiding over it, and nothing should go wrong, Simon left them behind just in case.

Patriarch Solo declined repeatedly, but upon learning that Simon still had several such swords, he accepted them without further ceremony, though he took a few more swords forged from top-tier materials from the family treasury and gave them to Simon.

There were not many things in the Coiling Dragon World that could boost one's strength, and divine artifacts were among them. Especially for a Saint Realm expert, a sword at the level of a Lowgod divine artifact was enough to increase their strength several times over.

With it in hand, Patriarch Solo would not fear an average peak Saint Realm expert.

After packing his bags and bringing along plenty of fine wine brewed by the family, Simon set out on his journey once again.

The Gale Empire was located inland, far from the Endless Sea, so Simon flew westward.

Simon stopped when he passed the Lania Mountain Range. This was a famous gathering place for magical beasts, and it was rumored that a Magical Beast King who could transform into human form presided over it.

Although there were many Saint Realm experts on the Rayast Continent, the number of powerhouses at the god level or above was scarce, so Simon naturally paid extra attention to such a place.

When he flew over the core area of the Lania Mountain Range, Simon spread his Divine Sense and indeed discovered a god-level powerhouse in the form of a young man hidden deep within the mountains. The aura he emitted was vastly different from that of a human, so it seemed he was indeed a magical beast in human form. It was just unclear whether he was a Divine Beast or a magical beast that had cultivated to become a god.

Sensing the Divine Sense sweeping over him, the young-looking god-level powerhouse ended his secluded cultivation, walked out of his cultivation chamber, and flew into the air. He maintained a safe distance from Simon while sizing him up and speaking.

"This friend looks very unfamiliar. Did you become a god only recently?"

Seeing that the other party did not immediately attack and appeared quite friendly, Simon replied candidly.

"Yes, I did indeed become a god only recently. May I ask if you, brother, are the legendary Magical Beast King who rules the Lania Mountain Range?"

"Magical Beast King? I suppose so. I do indeed rule this mountain range. My name is John. I cultivate the Law of Thunder and have been living in seclusion in the Lania Mountain Range for thousands of years. How should I address you, friend?"

"Simon. I cultivate the Law of Wind and come from the Gale Empire."

"So you come from the territory of that brat Edward. The fluctuations of someone becoming a god in the north a while ago were caused by you, right?"

Hearing that this stranger named John seemed to be very familiar with Edward, Simon did not let his guard down rashly.

"Yes, it was indeed me. Is Mr. John very familiar with the founding emperor of our Gale Empire?"

Hearing Simon admit that he had just become a god, John, whose true form was a Saint Realm Thunder Dragon, felt his heart stir instantly. He still had a Saint Realm original body that had yet to break through to become a god; wasn't this a perfect coincidence?

Looking at the Godhead that had delivered itself to his doorstep, John felt a secret joy.

"Not exactly very familiar, just met a few times and sparred a few times. That brat is quite strong; his Profound Mystery of Dimension has impressive attack power."

Of course they weren't familiar. John had once set his sights on Edward's Godhead, but the attack power of the Profound Mystery of Dimension that Edward had comprehended was truly terrifying. If he hadn't run fast that time, he would have become a gift package for Edward's ascension. John had hit a wall a few more times after that, and then he became much better behaved, no longer attacking easily unless he had absolute certainty.

However, sensing Simon's exceptionally young soul aura, he felt that since the other party was so young and had only recently become a god, if he had chosen to split his soul, he probably hadn't even fully recovered his soul power yet.

Feeling that he had at least a ninety percent chance of killing Simon this time, and a hundred percent chance of protecting himself, John could no longer hold back.

"Hehe, friend Simon, are you interested in visiting my residence? I have collected many novel and interesting things there; I guarantee you will be satisfied. If there is anything you like, you can take it directly, don't be a stranger."

"Is that so? Then I shall respectfully accept your invitation and see what kind of collection Mr. John has."

Watching John's impatient demeanor, Simon knew exactly what he was planning. However, relying on his own formidable skills, Simon agreed, intending to see whether John would choose life or death.

If the other party could restrain himself and not attack, Simon would not kill him indiscriminately. After all, he was not a bloodthirsty person, and every battle carried risks; he was not absolutely invincible, so it was better to have one more friend than one more enemy.

But if the other party insisted on acting recklessly and tried to pick a soft target, Simon would not mind using him to test his ultimate techniques and adding a Godhead to his family's collection.

With Simon's current strength, even if the opponent had cultivated for thousands of years, as long as he had not reached the level of a Midgod, there was no need to fear him. Besides, once he reached the Supreme Plane, it would be truly fraught with danger; using this opportunity to gain combat experience between god-level powerhouses was a good idea.

With this thought in mind, Simon followed John toward the residence he had mentioned.

First Battle of Becoming a God

Seeing Simon agree so readily and appear so unperturbed, John could not help but feel a bit uneasy.

This kid named Simon just became a god. Even if he has comprehended high-level profound mysteries, his strength is at most on par with Edward. I was able to withstand Edward's attacks last time, so even if I can't win this time, I should be able to save my life.

Consider defeat before considering victory.

This was the secret that had allowed John to survive on the Rayast Continent until now.

During the descent, Simon secretly channeled his fused divine power, covering himself with the Ice Mist Battle Armor, and the Wall of Illusion above his Soul Ocean was already in place. At the same time, he was ready to trigger the Ice Wind Space at any moment. Having made all these preparations, Simon followed John as he flew toward his residence.

The two landed one after the other in front of the mansion inside the mountain cave. Simon looked at the courtyard before him; if it weren't for the fact that they were in the heart of the most dangerous Lania Mountain Range on the continent, Simon would have thought it was a villa meticulously built by some noble lord.

"What a beautiful house. Mr. John has great taste; this residence must have taken a lot of effort to build."

Simon praised.

"Haha, since Brother Simon likes it so much, how about I make this your grave?"

John turned to look at Simon, the cruel smile on his face no longer concealed.

Before the words had even faded, John instantly transformed into a Thunder Dragon over a hundred meters long. Amidst flashing electric light, he wielded a battle blade and unleashed his strongest attack—the Thunder Light Slash—toward Simon.

This was a material attack technique he had spent thousands of years perfecting after comprehending the Profound Mystery of Thunder Element.

Seeing the other party so impatient, Simon simply smiled.

"Since this is Mr. John's territory, it is indeed fitting to leave it as your grave."

Having been prepared, Simon remained exceptionally calm as he faced the incoming blade light. He activated his Speed Profound Truth and dodged it with ease.

While dodging, Simon launched his domain technique, the Ice Wind Space. Instantly, 365 strands of Cyan-Blue Divine Power unfolded along a special trajectory. The space within a radius of several thousand meters froze, turning into a kingdom of ice and snow, with countless ice blades and wind blades dancing wildly.

Seeing his strongest attack dodged so easily by Simon, John realized something was wrong and wanted to continue his assault, but a sudden, powerful binding force pinned him in place. Simultaneously, countless ice blades and wind blades slashed toward him.

"You are a Midgod? What a devious human!"

Unable to move, John shouted in terror, assuming this was a Midgod domain cast by Simon.

That's right, the Laws of Heaven and Earth that descended twice in a row a while ago—I'm afraid it was all caused by this kid in front of me.

John felt speechless inside; to run into such a low-probability event, it was truly...

"Devious? I'm afraid I can't compare to you in that regard, Mr. John. And looking at how skilled you are, this isn't the first time you've done something like this, is it?"

Looking at John, who was bound by the Ice Wind Space and unable to move, Simon said lightly. Of course, he only appeared relaxed on the surface; as someone experiencing a battle between god-level powerhouses for the first time, Simon remained fully vigilant.

Having used all his means and still unable to break free from the bindings, John finally admitted with resignation that he had lost.

"Brother Simon, no, Lord Simon, considering I haven't caused you any harm, please be magnanimous and spare me this once. I can give you everything valuable I have, and I can even agree to serve you for ten thousand years!"

"You, this Thunder Dragon, are ugly, but your thoughts are quite beautiful. If I weren't strong enough, would you have spared me? Besides, I'm not interested in your things, and I'm even less interested in taking you as a subordinate. You might as well just die."

Simon looked coldly at the Thunder Dragon's body, which was riddled with holes from the ice blades and wind blades but constantly regenerating under the repair of divine power, and sneered with disdain.

"Since you wanted to kill others, you should have been prepared to be killed yourself."

Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, John, unable to move, instantly erupted with almost all of his soul power, unleashing a half-baked soul attack toward Simon.

In an instant, a thick, illusory blade light flew toward Simon.

Seeing this, Simon also launched his soul attack technique, the Phantom Spear.

The two collided, and the Phantom Spear, barely diminished in size, followed the path of the blade light and plunged directly into the skull of the Thunder Dragon that John had transformed into.

Inside John's Soul Ocean, the instantly appearing Phantom Spear tore through the defenses formed by John's remaining soul power like a hot knife through butter, slamming into his lightning-shaped soul. John's exposed lightning-shaped soul had almost no power to resist and was destroyed in an instant.

The massive Thunder Dragon, still bound in the Ice Wind Space, twitched violently before becoming completely motionless.

With this, the Thunder Dragon John, who had dominated the Lania Mountain Range for thousands of years, fell!

Seeing that John had not used any Innate Divine Ability until the very end, Simon knew that he was likely just an ordinary Saint Realm Thunder Dragon who had spent a long time cultivating to become a god.

"Sigh, why bother? Being in such a rush to die."

Simon sighed. He then swung his long sword, slicing open the Thunder Dragon's skull without any resistance, and a Godhead radiating purple light fell out.

He unceremoniously put the Godhead and the dropped battle blade into his Spatial Ring, then picked up John's dropped Spatial Ring and dripped a drop of blood on it to claim ownership.

His Divine Sense probed inside, finding only a few scattered Saint Realm Magic Crystal Cores and some mineral-like items; other than that, there was nothing of value.

"This Thunder Dragon is truly poor."