Flamingo

Clair's voice suddenly rose, but this time he didn't apologize. He simply stared at Lei Mo in shock.

"Could it be that you've seen or heard of this rune, Sir Clair?"

Noticing Clair's shock, Lei Mo immediately asked.

"My lord! I've been to the Elf Royal City."

Clair took several deep breaths before speaking slowly.

"In the Elf Royal City, many Saint Realm experts are also studying Transformation Runes. But as far as I know, the Transformation Runes they're studying are different from yours."

Clair paused, then continued.

"I wonder what your rune can do. What levels of magic beasts can it transform someone into? What attributes does it correspond to? Are there any requirements for size or bloodline talents?"

It seemed Clair really understood this and wasn't talking nonsense. His questions struck right at the heart of the matter.

"Every level up to and including the Saint Realm, every attribute, every size!"

Lei Mo said.

To make his point more convincing, Lei Mo transformed into a Divine Wind Bear and hovered in the air, releasing a level-nine wind magic spell.

Ignoring Clair's dumbfounded expression, Lei Mo quickly changed back into human form.

He took out a robe and put it on. He didn't think being naked was at all improper. They were both men, so why be so fussy?

"The Transformation Rune has already been permanently fixed. It can be used repeatedly; all it needs is a little blood and some common medicinal powders."

"Once drawn, it transforms into a rune combination suited to that person and merges with their soul, granting them the Druid inheritance."

Lei Mo continued, dropping one bombshell after another.

He pointed to the rune on the stone platform and went on.

"After receiving the Druid inheritance, you need at least one drop of a magic beast's essence blood to absorb and refine. I used just one drop of a Divine Wind Bear's essence blood to transform earlier."

Lei Mo kept talking, but Clair was starting to go numb.

The Elf race had studied Transformation Runes for tens of thousands of years, if not longer. They still had all sorts of limitations and restrictions, and so far, they were little more than toys.

If you couldn't transform into a magic beast as powerful as yourself, what else could they be but toys?

They had requirements for size, attributes, and bloodline talents. Compared with Lei Mo's research, they were nothing!

Clair no longer knew what to say.

"My Transformation Rune does have one limitation: I have to personally engrave it and activate it."

"But it can be permanently fixed, so someone else can draw it. As for its biggest drawback—"

Lei Mo paused and looked at Clair.

Clair was nervous too. Since Lei Mo had revealed so much, he clearly intended to spread the cultivation method. But what if the drawback was severe?

"The biggest drawback is that you need a trace of Elf bloodline to learn it. A completely ordinary human can't activate the Transformation Rune. I haven't tested it on other races yet!"

"Phew—"

Clair let out a breath. What kind of drawback was that? It was practically no drawback at all!

"Just a trace of bloodline is enough?"

Clair's thoughts stirred, and the corners of his eyes trembled!

They were both Saint Realm experts. Lei Mo could see the advantages of being a Druid, and Clair could naturally see them too.

"You can try it. Use your own blood; the other materials are all common."

Lei Mo explained the mixture needed to draw the rune, coaxing Clair along like the Big Bad Wolf luring Little Red Riding Hood.

Clair immediately took a pile of bottles and jars from his Space Ring.

Right in front of Lei Mo, he began mixing the ingredients.

In less than ten minutes, he had prepared the liquid mixture Lei Mo had asked for. Then he looked at Lei Mo.

Lei Mo waved his hand, putting away the wine glass and pastries on the blue-black stone platform.

Clair took out a beast-hair brush, dipped it into the mixture he had prepared, and began drawing without hesitation.

"Vmm—"

A ripple spread through the air. The Transformation Rune hovered and shifted, then shot into Clair's soul with a whoosh.

Clair sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly shut, sensing the changes in his soul.

Half an hour later, he took out a drop of essence blood that gave off a fiery red glow.

His tightly shut eyes opened, fixing on the drop of essence blood.

Suddenly, the essence blood vanished.

"Chik—"

Sparks began to flicker across Clair's body. Slowly, they became flames, and his clothes turned to ash in an instant.

His nose gradually hardened and lengthened, becoming a fiery red beak.

His arms melted away in the flames and became wings. His feet turned into a pair of vicious talons wreathed in red flames.

In the blink of an eye, large numbers of fiery red feathers sprouted across his chest, back, and every other part of his body.

At last

"Boom—"

He transformed into a gigantic firebird, with a wingspan of over ten meters. Even standing on the ground, his talons left him five or six meters tall.

Golden flames flickered in his eyes, and a cold gleam shone from his beak. His appearance was exceptionally beautiful.

"What kind of magic beast is this? Is it Saint Realm level? Do you have any more essence blood?"

Lei Mo had never seen this kind of magic beast before. He had no plans to transform into a firebird himself, but that didn't stop him from wanting to collect its essence blood.

"Flamingo, my lord! I have more than ten drops of essence blood. I'll give you a few in a moment. First, I want to test flying."

The Flamingo standing on the ground spoke in human language, proving that he was a Saint Realm magic beast.

"Whoosh—"

Sparks scattered and light flashed. The Flamingo was nowhere to be seen on the ground—it was clear how fast he was!

Ten minutes later, the Flamingo returned, and the flames faded away.

Clair, now naked, put on a robe and bowed respectfully to Lei Mo.

"Haha, not bad. Tell me, how does it feel? Is there any difference between you and a real Flamingo?"

Sensing that mysterious link between their souls, Lei Mo laughed heartily.

"So drawing it yourself has the same effect as having someone else draw it. Either way, they can become reserve members of my Soul Space!"

Lei Mo thought happily.

"There's no difference! My own strength is still a little weaker than the Flamingo's, but that's because I haven't refined enough magic power. I can keep cultivating and improve!"

Clair was sincerely delighted. He handed Lei Mo a small bottle, its sides still slightly warm.

The bottle clearly had some way of sealing fire elements, preventing the energy in the essence blood from dissipating.

"I permanently fixed several runes on this stone platform, making it incredibly sturdy."

"The Transformation Rune on top can be used indefinitely. Take it back to the Elf race and show it to those studying Transformation Runes."

Lei Mo said generously, finally revealing his true aim. To others, it looked like selfless devotion.

"My lord, you will have the Elf race's eternal friendship!"

Clair declared, pounding his chest.

"I've always had a great deal of goodwill toward Elves. You can tell from the fact that I helped Torista. I'm not lying, and I never laid a hand on her!"

Lei Mo replied with a beaming smile, though what he said was true.

"Thank you, my lord. I plan to return to the Elf Forest at once."

Clair bowed. This great gift from Lei Mo would benefit both him and the Elf race enormously.

"Go ahead. I'm very curious about the Elves too. I'd love to see the Elf Royal City. I wonder what kind of dreamlike fairyland it is?"

Lei Mo really was curious about the Elves' beautiful scenery. Judging by the layout of Tore City, the Elf Royal City was probably a blend of nature and art.

That was all based on guesswork and imagination. Lei Mo wouldn't dare barge into the depths of the Elf Forest.

"This approach is quite good. It won't harm the Elf race, and the Soul Space can even serve as a fallback for them. We each get what we need!"

Lei Mo made excuses to himself. He didn't want to think about how outrageous it was to expect them to serve him with both body and soul!

"Then I'll have nothing to do for a while. Hmm, I should make a few more stone platforms with permanently fixed Transformation Runes. I wonder how many Elves there are? I don't mind half-Elves either!"