Is the Legend True?!

On the back mountain of Ernst Academy, earth elemental essence gathered over a broad stretch of level ground. This was the Seventh-Level Gravity Spell Moke had cast.

At that moment, he was bare-chested, his body suspended in the air, with only his palms touching the ground as he rose and fell.

As time passed, Moke's breathing gradually grew heavier, and fine beads of sweat appeared across his body.

The muscles on his exposed upper body were solid and defined. As he exercised intensely, veins bulged along his arms and neck, creating a striking sight.

Several hours later, Moke flipped through the air and landed steadily on the ground.

He frowned.

"The Seventh-Level Gravity Spell is too weak for my physical condition."

"An ordinary Seventh-Level Warrior would have great difficulty moving within the range of a Seventh-Level Gravity Spell. But I absorbed a drop of Holy Dragon Essence Blood, and my physical strength surpasses that of warriors at the same level. The Seventh-Level Gravity Spell is a little insufficient for me."

Moke shook his head helplessly. Unfortunately, he was only a Seventh-Level Mage at present and could not cast a higher-level gravity spell, so he could only make do with this.

Still, there was something pleasantly surprising. As time passed, he could vaguely sense that his physical strength and defense were improving without his noticing.

"It must be that drop of Holy Dragon Essence Blood. The remaining power of the essence blood is deposited throughout my body, continuing to transform it as my strength grows."

Moke even entertained a wild hope. Could the energy in that drop of Holy Dragon Essence Blood support his body's defense all the way to the level of a Sovereign Artifact?

But Moke only thought about it briefly. He knew the possibility was slim.

"Ah, what a boring beast life!" Fu Gui sighed the moment he saw Moke finish his training for the day, lying on his back and basking in the sun.

Moke was wiping away his sweat and ignored him.

"Bebe has even gone to the Magical Beast Forest. I, Fu Gui, am also a dignified Divine Beast cub, yet I can only hide away on this tiny hill."

He muttered another complaint, but Moke still ignored him.

"Hehe, Boss!"

Fu Gui darted over in a flash and skillfully climbed onto Moke's head. "Boss, let's go to the Magical Beast Forest. We haven't been there in ages."

"My food supplies are running low too, right? Let's go get some more Magic Crystal Cores."

Moke glanced up at him. "I think you just want to go play with Bebe, don't you?"

"Boss is wise!" Fu Gui pressed his short limbs against Moke's head and lowered his little head until it was practically pressed against Moke's face.

"We can go to the Magical Beast Forest, but we can't go looking for Bebe and the others."

After giving it some thought, Moke nodded. It was time to get Fu Gui some food as well.

This little fellow's appetite had grown enormously. He needed one Ninth-Level Magic Core every month!

"Fine, fine!" Although he was a little disappointed that he could not play with Bebe, Fu Gui still nodded excitedly. At least he would get to fight!

The little White Tiger also craved battle and constantly challenged his "food."

Though he was often beaten badly by Ninth-Level Magical Beasts, they could not kill him either. Even Moke was alarmed by his astonishing defense.

"Boss, don't worry about me. I'll wear this big idiot out today!"

Deep within the Magical Beast Forest, a snow-white figure was sent flying again and again by a Ninth-Level Purple-Striped Black Bear, howling loudly all the while.

He charged forward time and time again, only to be swatted away by the Purple-Striped Black Bear's fan-sized paws. His body smashed through towering ancient trees like a cannonball.

Yet the snow-white figure immediately flew back as though nothing had happened, buzzing around the Purple-Striped Black Bear like a fly and constantly harassing it. His sharp tiger claws occasionally tore across the bear's body, leaving bloody marks and driving it mad with irritation.

The snow-white figure was Fu Gui. Although his combat strength was inferior to that of the Ninth-Level Purple-Striped Black Bear, his astonishing defense left the bear helpless.

"From the looks of it, Fu Gui's potential should be even greater than Bebe's."

Moke watched the battle from nearby. "When Bebe's combat strength was equivalent to that of a Seventh-Level Magical Beast, he was injured and bled after a single strike from the Ninth-Level Peak Spineback Iron Armored Dragon.

"Even if this Purple-Striped Black Bear's attacks are weaker than those of a Ninth-Level Peak Spineback Iron Armored Dragon, Fu Gui has taken so many hits without any problem. His defense has surpassed Bebe's at the same stage. That's a little terrifying!"

Moke held the Iron Leaf Sword in his arms, rubbing his chin as he silently marveled.

"Pfft!"

After scratching three bloody marks across the Purple-Striped Black Bear's face, Fu Gui failed to dodge in time and was caught between the bear's two fan-sized paws.

"Boss, save me!" Fu Gui's childish voice, strained with pain, rang out in Moke's mind.

Whoosh! Moke shot forward. Golden scales instantly covered his entire body, and his charging speed abruptly increased by an unknown number of times.

"Hm?"

This Ninth-Level Purple-Striped Black Bear had actually noticed Moke in the distance long ago.

But he had not taken a weak human warrior seriously at all.

However, after Moke transformed, the Purple-Striped Black Bear felt a chill run down his spine. He sensed an intense threat from this golden-scaled monster!

"Is it them?!" The Purple-Striped Black Bear immediately recalled a legend circulating among the nearby Ninth-Level Magical Beasts!

A golden-scaled monster accompanied by a little snow-white tiger—this pair specifically hunted Ninth-Level Magical Beasts in the area!

Moreover, many nearby Ninth-Level Magical Beasts had already fallen victim to them!

"Is the legend true?!"

The Ninth-Level Purple-Striped Black Bear roared toward the sky. With Moke closing in, he had no choice but to release Fu Gui from his grasp.

He turned to attack Moke instead. His massive paws swept forward like two small mountains, creating sonic booms that displayed the tremendous power contained within them.

This Ninth-Level Purple-Striped Black Bear was extremely confident in his own strength. Even among Ninth-Level Magical Beasts, he ranked among the best. He would crush this scaled monster to death directly!

Moke was interested as well and put away the Iron Leaf Sword.

Boom!

He almost became a golden blur as his fist collided with the Purple-Striped Black Bear's paw in an instant. Rings of airwaves immediately swept outward from between them.

"Hm?"

The Ninth-Level Purple-Striped Black Bear was shocked. He only felt an irresistible force crashing into him, sending his body stumbling back several steps out of control. Then, a crisp crack sounded from his palm!

The bones in his palm, among the hardest bones in his entire body, had cracked in that collision!

"What kind of strength is this?!" The Purple-Striped Black Bear was both shocked and terrified.

That scaled monster was clearly so much smaller than him!

But Moke would not give him much time to think. He charged forward again.

Moke did not use the Iron Leaf Sword, nor did he use any combat techniques.

Like a beast, he relied purely on his own strength and speed to collide with the Purple-Striped Black Bear again and again, crushing him completely.

Crack! The battered Ninth-Level Purple-Striped Black Bear finally had his skull shattered by Moke's fist. Terror remained in his eyes as they dimmed.

"Nice!"

After venting like that, Moke felt refreshed as well. The strength of a Ninth-Level Peak Holy Dragon Warrior truly surpassed these Ninth-Level Magical Beasts by far too much.

With a light flick of the Iron Leaf Sword, the Purple-Striped Black Bear's Magic Crystal Core fell into Moke's hand.

"Not bad. Another month's food is secured." Moke chuckled. "Hm?"

Moke suddenly frowned. Fu Gui's white fur bristled as well, and he darted into Moke's arms.

At that moment, the sky darkened.

Moke looked up and saw a colossal creature dozens of meters long flying in from afar, stopping directly above him.

It was a lion. Its golden mane fluttered in the wind, and its four limbs stood upon empty air, making it appear incomparably imposing. It spoke in human language. "Brat from the Dragonblood Warrior Family, you dare slaughter Ninth-Level Magical Beasts in the territory of your Grandpa Prust!"

"Today, your Grandpa Prust will tear you to pieces!"