Reborn as a Dragon

This is a world of Dou Qi. There is no flashy or colorful magic; there is only Dou Qi, which has evolved to its peak... and dragons.

"Dragon blood, three stages!"

Looking at the five large characters shining so brightly on the Dragon Blood Stele that they were almost blinding, the young dragon remained expressionless. A smug smile even tugged at the corners of his mouth, and his dragon tail tapped the ground lightly in excitement, kicking up clouds of dust.

"Zhu Jin, dragon blood, three stages! Rank: Lower-grade." Beside the massive Dragon Blood Stele, an elderly dragon floating in mid-air with dragon whiskers fluttering glanced at the information displayed on the stone. His tone was as indifferent as a homeroom teacher calling roll in class.

For quite some time after the old dragon spoke, the group of dragons on the Dragon Cliff of North Dragon Island made no sound. It was not that they could not hear him, but rather that they were indifferent. To the Void Dragon clan, one stage was the lowest concentration of dragon blood, while ten stages represented pure blood.

Three stages was not the lowest, but it was the most common, ordinary, and mediocre. As long as one's biological father was a Void Dragon, the dragon blood rank was guaranteed to be at least two stages. Being at the bottom was not the worst; being mediocre was.

The old dragon cast a cold glance at Zhu Jin and said in a flat tone, "Why are you still standing there?"

Facing the old dragon's cold gaze, the young dragon glared back with the eyes of someone looking at a dead man, not trembling in the slightest despite the other's higher cultivation.

Because Zhu Jin knew in his heart that these people—no, these dragons—would all be dead in the near future. Dragon Emperor Zi Yan would return, East Dragon Island would unify all the dragon islands, and eventually, all traitors would be purged.

Any blood of betrayal would be ended by the Dragon Emperor Sword!

And the entire continent would be ruled by a Dou Di named Xiao Yan.

Without a doubt, Zhu Jin was a transmigrator. He had been reborn into the world of Battle Through the Heavens, born on North Dragon Island as a Void Dragon.

"Thirty years on the Dragon Island, thirty years in the Phoenix Nest; do not bully a young dragon for being poor. Hmph!" After Zhu Jin snorted coldly and delivered the famous line he had prepared, he flicked his tail, curled his lip, and with his hands clasped behind his back, turned and walked away from the Dragon Cliff.

Transmigrating into Battle Through the Heavens and not saying this line would have been a wasted trip!

Seeing the young dragon leave with his hands behind his back and a look of arrogance, the old dragon stroked his whiskers and sighed with a hint of regret, "This little dragon has a backbone and is a talent worth molding, but it's a pity his dragon blood concentration is low."

"Next, Zhu Zong."

Hearing the old dragon's call, a young dragon flew down from above the Dragon Cliff and landed with a boom next to the departing Zhu Jin, kicking up a cloud of dust. His amber vertical pupils held a trace of a superior's disdain for an inferior. He glanced at him from the corner of his eye, sneered, and walked toward the Dragon Blood Stele.

This young dragon looked slightly smaller than Zhu Jin. His dragon whiskers fluttered, and under the sunlight, the dragon scales on his body shimmered with a faint cyan-purple hue, cold and radiant. It was completely different from the slightly dull scales of Zhu Jin, appearing much more majestic.

Zhu Zong pricked his skin with a fingernail, and a drop of dragon blood flew toward the Dragon Blood Stele. Soon, golden light appeared on the blood-red monolith.

"Zhu Zong, dragon blood, four and a half stages! Rank: Mid-grade."

ROAR!!! Hearing the old dragon's words, Zhu Zong could not help but look up and let out a long howl. Although he was only a ten-year-old dragon, the dragon roar already possessed a deterrent power. The sound waves caused the trees around the Dragon Cliff to sway and gravel to tumble down.

"Hmm, not bad." Seeing the characters on the Dragon Blood Stele, the old dragon stroked his beard and revealed a faint smile.

Four and a half stages might not seem high, but it had already surpassed the passing line, transcending the mediocre dragons and reaching the level of an excellent dragon. If there were no accidents in the future, he would at least be a high-level Dou Zong, and with some luck, reaching a low-level Dou Zun was not impossible.

Conversely, the limit for three stages of dragon blood was a Dou Huang, and only a low-level one at that. If cultivation did not go smoothly, he might not even reach Dou Huang and would remain a Dou Wang for life.

In the Jia Ma Empire, a Dou Wang was enough to dominate a region and live comfortably for a lifetime, but this was North Dragon Island, the Void Dragon clan. A Dou Wang was no different from a servant here.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's actually a four-and-a-half-stage bloodline. To increase by half a stage during childhood, he's so lucky."

"A mid-grade bloodline; this already surpasses most young dragons. Truly not bad."

Listening to the envious discussions coming from the group of dragons above the Dragon Cliff, the young dragon could not help but raise his mouth. His smile carried a bit of vanity; after all, the bloodline was a pyramid. Those below three stages accounted for seventy or eighty percent of the clan, and being able to reach four stages was already very rare, belonging to the middle layer of the bloodline pyramid.

Zhu Zong turned around and looked at Zhu Jin not far away, his eyes filled with provocation and even a hint of malice. Not all dragons in the Void Dragon clan were surnamed Zhu, so it was obvious that these two were half-brothers.

There was no such thing as family affection on North Dragon Island. In a sense, the living environment of the dragon islands was even more cruel than the "might makes right" described in books. Just imagine, magical beasts were inherently based on bloodline theory, and bloodline represented the future—a predictable future that was enough to show that the class concepts of this society were incredibly rigid.

Discrimination and bullying were considered mild; in a barbaric society, one could be killed by a superior at any time.

However, facing the discrimination and bullying of his own brother, Zhu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly. A cold light flashed in his vertical pupils as he took a step across, blocking Zhu Zong's path.

"Hmm?" Zhu Zong frowned, looking at the brother blocking his way, and said unpleasantly, "What are you doing?"

"Teaching you how to be a younger brother." When facing bullying, one had to strike back hard!

"Awoo—" A dragon roar shocked the surroundings. Zhu Jin let out a long howl, and in the next second, his legs bent and he exerted force, pressing his dragon claws toward Zhu Zong. The moment these claws struck, they pierced the sound barrier, and a sonic boom erupted.

The fact that the dragon claws pierced the sound barrier showed just how great the force of that strike was. I fear that an ordinary magical beast would be unable to withstand such a blow and might be crushed into a blood mist by that immense power.

Facing a claw capable of crushing rock, Zhu Zong's dragon pupils constricted, and he roared, "Dou Qi Dragon Armor!"

Following Zhu Zong's roar, a thick, blood-red Dou Qi seeped out from the gaps between his densely packed dragon scales.

Seeing this, Zhu Jin did not panic, because this was actually the Dou Qi armor unique to a Da Dou Shi. The opponent's age was similar to his own, both just over ten years old, and his cultivation was merely a five-star Da Dou Shi.

It was just that the Void Dragon clan's Dou Qi armor was more formidable than that of an ordinary Da Dou Shi, capable of combining Dou Qi with their own dragon scales to form a set of Dou Qi Dragon Armor. Even an ordinary nine-star Da Dou Shi would find it difficult to break through the defense.

"Hmph, you are truly naive, little brother."

With a boom, the dragon claws arrived as expected. The claws actually tore through the Dou Qi Dragon Armor, and the sharp talons pierced through the dragon scales like a hot knife through butter, stabbing into the flesh. Zhu Zong winced in pain, his body sinking lower and lower. Even though the Void Dragon clan possessed infinite strength, he could not hold his ground, as the opponent was also a Void Dragon.

"Your cultivation has reached Dou Ling?!" Zhu Zong's heart shook. He had not expected that this guy with a lower bloodline than his own would have a cultivation so much higher!

Zhu Jin smiled slightly, using the power of his Dou Ling cultivation to suppress his little brother, and said, "My stats are above yours."