Bang! Bang! Bang!
The tail behind him unconsciously hammered against the rock wall. Xu Yuan used his hand to paw at a live fish before him, ignoring its desperate struggles as he tore off chunks of flesh and stuffed them into his mouth.
Though he now possessed the body of a human-dragon and could not conveniently appear before people—especially cultivators—he could still move about the lake district. Every so often, he would go out and catch a live fish to satisfy his cravings.
But today, even this live fish seemed unable to satisfy him.
Using his dragon claws to rip the entire half-zhang-long fish to shreds, Xu Yuan felt an inexplicable irritation rise within him, making him want to tear everything before his eyes into pieces.
Dragon transformation, dragon transformation—it was not merely the flesh that transformed into a dragon. If he allowed the cultivation art to erode his mind, then in the end, even a human heart might become a dragon's heart!
Desperately resisting this bloodthirsty urge, Xu Yuan curled himself into a ball and silently cultivated the Moonlit River Hermitage Heart Sutra in his heart.
Powerful spiritual strength washed over him, and the irritation gradually faded. Only after roughly half an hour did Xu Yuan rise again.
Having once more resisted the danger of completely becoming a human-dragon, the draconic traits on his body had diminished considerably. His dragon claws gradually returned to human hands, and much of the blue-gray scaling had receded as well.
"By this pace, in another half month, I should be able to completely return to human form."
He walked to the rock wall, raised his hand, and carved another mark into it to record the passing of a day. There were already forty-five such marks here.
This meant that he had entered this