Flamingo

Clair's voice rose sharply, but this time, instead of apologizing, he simply stared at Lei Mo in shock.

"Could it be that you have seen or heard of this rune before, Master Clair?"

Noticing Clair's shock, Lei Mo immediately followed up with a question.

"My Lord! I have returned to the Elf Royal City."

Clair took a few deep breaths before speaking slowly.

"In the Elf Royal City, many Saint Realm powerhouses are also researching Transformation Runes, but as far as I know, the ones they study are different from yours, My Lord."

Clair paused for a moment before continuing.

"I wonder what the effects of your rune are? What level of Magic Beast can it transform a person into? What attributes does it correspond to? And what are the requirements regarding body size and bloodline talent?"

It seemed Clair truly understood this subject and wasn't just spouting nonsense; the questions he asked went straight to the essence.

"Saint Realm and below, all levels, all attributes, all body sizes!"

Lei Mo stated.

To increase his persuasiveness, Lei Mo transformed into a Divine Wind Bear, hovered in mid-air, and unleashed a level nine wind-style magic spell.

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

He took out a robe and threw it on; he didn't feel that being naked was particularly rude—they were both men, so why be coy?

"The Transformation Rune has already been solidified; it can be used repeatedly, requiring only a small amount of fresh blood and some common medicinal powders."

"Once traced, it converts into a rune combination adapted to the individual, merging into the soul to grant the Druid inheritance."

Lei Mo continued, his words growing increasingly astonishing.

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

"After obtaining the Druid inheritance, one needs at least one drop of Magic Beast essence blood to absorb and refine. My transformation just now only used one drop of Divine Wind Bear essence blood."

As Lei Mo continued to speak, Clair felt a bit numb.

The Elf race had been researching Transformation Runes for tens of thousands of years, yet they still had many effects and limitations, remaining at the level of a toy to this day.

If you couldn't transform into a Magic Beast of equal strength to yourself, what else could it be but a toy?

With requirements for body size, attributes, and bloodline talent, compared to Lei Mo's research, it was nothing!

Clair didn't know what to say anymore.

"My Transformation Rune does have limitations; I must personally engrave and activate it."

"However, it can be permanently solidified so that others can trace it. As for the biggest drawback—"

At this point, Lei Mo paused and looked at Clair.

Clair was also nervous. Since Lei Mo had revealed so much, it was clear he intended to spread the cultivation method, but what if the drawback was significant?

"The biggest drawback is that one must possess a trace of Elf bloodline to learn it. A completely ordinary human cannot activate the Transformation Rune, and I have yet to test it on other races!"

"Phew—"

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

"Is a trace of bloodline enough?"

Clair's mind raced, and the corners of his eyes twitched!

Both were of the Saint Realm; the advantages of a Druid that Lei Mo could think of, Clair could naturally see as well.

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

Lei Mo recited the configuration for the tracing materials, coaxing him along like a big bad wolf deceiving Little Red Riding Hood.

Clair decisively took a pile of bottles and jars out of his spatial ring.

Right in front of Lei Mo, he began the configuration.

In less than ten minutes, he had produced the liquid material Lei Mo required, then looked toward him.

Lei Mo waved his hand, clearing the wine glass and snacks from the blue-black stone platform.

Clair pulled out a beast-hair brush, dipped it into the liquid he had prepared, and began to trace with great determination.

"Hum—"

A ripple occurred, the Transformation Rune hovered and shifted, then with a "whoosh," it vanished into Clair's soul.

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

Half an hour later, he took out a drop of essence blood that radiated a fiery red light.

His tightly shut eyes snapped open, staring at the drop of essence blood.

Suddenly, the essence blood vanished.

"Sss—"

Sparks erupted from Clair's body, and slowly, the sparks turned into flames, his clothes instantly turning to ash.

Clair's nose gradually hardened and elongated, forming a fiery red bird beak.

His arms melted and vanished into flames, transforming into wings, while his feet turned into a pair of ferocious talons wreathed in red fire.

From his chest, back, and every part of his body, a vast amount of fiery red feathers sprouted in the blink of an eye.

Finally, With a "Boom--", His entire person transformed into a massive firebird, with a wingspan of over ten meters and standing five or six meters tall on its claws.

Golden flames flickered within its avian pupils, and its beak glinted with a chilling, dark luster; in appearance, it was truly magnificent.

"What kind of Magic Beast is this? It must be at the Saint Realm, right? Do you still have any essence blood left?"

Lei Mo had truly never seen such a Magic Beast before. He had no particular attachment to his own transformation into a firebird, but that didn't stop him from wanting to collect its essence blood.

"A Flamingo, My Lord! There are still over a dozen drops of essence blood left. I will give you a few drops in a moment; let me test out flying first."

The Flamingo standing on the ground spoke in human tongue, confirming its identity as a Saint Realm Magic Beast.

"Whoosh--"

Sparks scattered in all directions, a flash of light flickered, and where was the Flamingo on the ground? Its speed was clearly incredibly fast!

Ten minutes later, the Flamingo returned, and the fiery radiance dissipated.

Clair, standing there naked, donned a robe and bowed respectfully toward Lei Mo.

"Haha, not bad. Feel it out—what is the difference between this and a real Flamingo?"

Sensing that inexplicable mental connection, Lei Mo laughed heartily.

It seems the effect of others depicting it is the same as my own depiction; they can all become reserves for my Soul Space!

Lei Mo thought happily.

"There is no difference! It is just that my own strength is still weaker than a real Flamingo, but that is a matter of insufficient magic power refinement; I can continue to cultivate and improve!"

Clair was genuinely happy and handed Lei Mo a small bottle, the surface of which was still slightly warm.

This bottle clearly had the effect of sealing fire elements, preventing the fire elemental energy within the essence blood from dissipating.

"I have solidified multiple runes onto this stone platform, making it incredibly sturdy."

"The Transformation Rune on it can be used indefinitely. Take it back to the Elf Forest and let those who study Transformation Runes take a look."

Lei Mo said generously, beginning to reveal his true intentions, though to others, it appeared as a selfless contribution.

"My Lord, you shall gain the eternal friendship of the Elf race!"

Clair patted his chest and guaranteed.

"I am full of goodwill toward the Elves; you can tell that from the fact that I helped Torista. I am not speaking falsely, and besides, I never even touched her!"

Lei Mo responded with a smile, though he was speaking the truth.

"Thank you, My Lord. I am prepared to return to the Elf Forest immediately."

Clair bowed in salute. This grand gift from Lei Mo was of immense benefit to both Clair and the Elf race.

"Very well. I am also full of curiosity about the Elves. I truly wish to see the Elf Royal City; I wonder what kind of dreamlike fairyland it is?"

Lei Mo was indeed quite curious about the beautiful scenery of the Elves. Judging from the layout of Tore City, the Elf Royal City should be a combination of nature and art.

This was all based on guesswork and imagination; Lei Mo dared not intrude into the depths of the Elf Forest.

This method is quite good; it causes no harm to the Elf race, and the Soul Space can even become their retreat. Each gets what they need!

Lei Mo justified it to himself, refusing to consider how excessive it was to make others serve him with both their bodies and souls!

Well, there is nothing else to do for now. Hmm, I need to make more stone platforms with solidified Transformation Runes. I wonder how large the Elf population is? I wouldn't even mind half-elves!

Lei Mo calculated the Elf population and how many stone platforms he would need, though unfortunately, he had no data at all.