Wang Daoyuan brought the Ink Dragon into the Spirit Pearl Space, and his Primordial Spirit entered as well.
Pointing at the pond, he asked, "How long will it take to drain all the water here?"
The Ink Dragon wore a proud expression. "There isn't that much water. Two trips should be about enough."
With that, he flew above the pond, opened his mouth, and began to swallow.
A waterspout immediately appeared in the pond, and vast amounts of spirit spring water were sucked into his belly.
The water in Wang Daoyuan's thousand-mu pond quickly dropped by more than a zhang.
The entire pond was only around three zhang deep, yet one swallow had consumed half of it.
The Ink Dragon stopped absorbing the water, patted his belly, and let out a satisfied burp.
"The spiritual power in this water is too strong. Before undergoing tribulation, I wouldn't dare devour it in large quantities.
"This time, I've eaten my fill. If I can refine all of it, I should be able to cultivate to the fourth-grade middle rank."
"With your tiny frame, where can you store so much water after swallowing it?"
The Ink Dragon laughed. "Father, you know far too little about the dragon race.
"My dragon pearl can store enormous amounts of water. Once I reach the fifth grade, I'll be able to swallow all the water in the Spirit Pearl Space.
"This water's spiritual power is extremely dense and offers tremendous benefits to the cultivation of our water dragon lineage.
"I really can't bear to spit out so much water."
"I have no choice. The spiritual power in this water is far too dense, and the water itself is rather special.
"Spatial artifacts below the fifth grade simply cannot withstand it. If they contain too much water, they