"An early stage?"
Xiao Yan looked puzzled.
Skin, scales, flesh, wings, and bones—together, they already covered nearly his entire body.
If this was still the early stage, what would he have to cultivate in the later stages?
"If all it did was turn you into a dragon, do you think I'd have spent so much time on it?"
Qi Fei asked.
You didn't actually spend that much time on it.
Xiao Yan grumbled to himself.
Of course, outwardly, he had to show his agreement.
"As everyone knows, the defining feature of the Dou Qi Continent is playing with fire—and playing with a lot of fire. Anyone from the Dou Qi Continent who can't play with fire isn't fit to call himself a native."
With one sentence, Qi Fei had stripped at least sixty percent of the people on the Dou Qi Continent of their citizenship.
Xiao Yan wanted to mock Qi Fei for playing with fire until he wet the bed.
But then he remembered that he was learning alchemy himself, making him one of those people who played with fire until they wet the bed.
So he had to bite his tongue.
"To sum up, I came up with an ingenious solution to the problem of the Dragon Transformation Art being a body-tempering method that couldn't play with fire."
Qi Fei paused and looked at Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan played along, clapping and cheering enthusiastically.
After basking in his audience's applause, Qi Fei pressed both hands downward, signaling Xiao Yan to stop.
Xiao Yan deliberately clapped a little longer.
He hadn't gone against Qi Fei's wishes, but he'd also conveyed a sense of reluctance.
Early webnovel protagonists really could do everything.
Xiao Yan's performance could practically have earned him a promotion in an officialdom novel.
Impressive.
"Once you've cultivated