Absorbing Some Origin Essence

Wang Shi burst out laughing.

"I'm not telling you."

Little Dragon Girl Ao Xi immediately flushed with anger, her cheeks puffed out as she pouted.

Yet now she was even more curious about Wang Shi's identity.

Soon, they arrived at the West Sea Dragon Palace.

As soon as they arrived, Wang Shi could hardly wait to visit the Dragon Transformation Pool.

The West Sea Dragon King was utterly speechless.

He really is a brute. Doesn't he know to appreciate the elegance of the West Sea Dragon Palace?

"Fellow Daoist Shi, please wait a moment. I'll be right back."

"A special item is needed to open the Dragon Transformation Pool before it can be used."

"Ao Xi, serve our fellow Daoist some tea. I'll be right back."

The moment everyone else had left, something happened.

Ao Xi could no longer restrain herself and rushed over.

"Tell me! Who exactly are you?"

Wang Shi frowned at her.

"Little Dragon Girl, you're far too curious. That won't do."

"I'm a star in the heavens, beyond your reach. I advise you never to fall for me in this lifetime, or you might regret it."

Ao Xi's face instantly turned bright red.

"You're awful! Who would ever like you? I'll go get your tea."

Her heart was pounding now, and her thoughts were running wild.

Wang Shi felt his own face.

"That can't be right. With this burly body and mighty physique, what about me looks like a pretty boy?"

He had only come here to borrow the Dragon Transformation Pool.

He had not come here to pick up girls.

A short while later, someone returned.

The West Sea Dragon King came back.

"Hm? Where's Ao Xi? That little girl is neglecting our guest."

"Please come with me, fellow Daoist. The Dragon Transformation Pool is open. Let us go."

Wang Shi raised an eyebrow and gave the West Sea Dragon King a long, searching look.

Then he merely smiled faintly.

"Sure. Let's go!"

Soon, their group arrived at the Dragon Transformation Pool.

Dragon phantoms drifted above the entire Dragon Transformation Pool as blood churned within it. Golden dragon phantoms darted in and out from time to time, while Great Dao Merit guarded its surroundings.

It truly deserved its place as the Dragon Tribe's clan-protecting treasure.

It was precisely because of these Dragon Transformation Pools that the Dragon Tribe enjoyed an endless supply of new members.

If this treasure were destroyed, half the potential of the entire Dragon Tribe would be lost.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, I must remind you once more. To ordinary living beings, the Dragon Transformation Pool is like the mouth of a volcano. At best, it will strip off a layer of skin; at worst, not even your bones will remain. Think this through carefully."

Wang Shi chuckled and plunged straight in.

The West Sea Dragon King snorted coldly.

"Since you refuse to heed my warning, you cannot blame the Dragon Tribe if anything happens."

The instant Wang Shi entered the Dragon Transformation Pool, he felt a corrosive force sweep toward the surface of his body.

The dragon phantoms attacked his flesh madly, as though they had spotted an enemy.

The golden dragon phantoms carried an innate power, battering him relentlessly in an attempt to damage his body.

Yet Wang Shi was enjoying himself immensely.

Even the Three Pure Ones, all Quasi-Saints, could not damage his body, let alone this little Dragon Transformation Pool.

He felt as though he were soaking in a hot spring, slowly absorbing the Dragon Tribe's origin essence here.

Indeed, the Dragon Transformation Pool possessed such powerful effects precisely because the ancestors of the Dragon Tribe had continually poured the Dragon Tribe's origin essence into it.

That was what had given the Dragon Transformation Pool its power.

Now, as Wang Shi slowly absorbed this origin essence, the phantoms filling the air vanished at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Before anyone realized it, three days had passed.

The West Sea Dragon King frowned at the Dragon Transformation Pool.

He could clearly sense that the Dragon Transformation Pool's power was gradually weakening.

Is this fellow going to destroy the Dragon Transformation Pool?

Just as his anxiety reached its peak, something happened.

A figure suddenly shot out of the Dragon Transformation Pool.

An extraordinarily dense aura of the Dragon Tribe radiated from Wang Shi's body. He had absorbed so much dragon origin essence that he could no longer conceal it.

He roared with laughter.

"Excellent! The Dragon Transformation Pool truly lives up to its reputation. It actually raised my physical body another level."

"Thank you, West Sea Dragon King."

"This is the Sea-Calming Needle, an acquired spiritual treasure weighing one hundred and eight thousand jin. I'll give it to you as a token of my thanks."

"I'm off!"

He shot straight out of the Dragon Palace and headed toward the surface.

If I don't run now, when will I?

Once the West Sea Dragon King discovered the changes in the Dragon Transformation Pool, he would absolutely go mad with anger.

The Sea-Calming Needle was one of the greeting gifts those mighty beings had given him back then. It was exceedingly familiar to him, so naturally he had kept it.

Giving it to the Dragon Tribe now also meant driving a nail into the future.

Even when the great tribulation of the Journey to the West came, he would receive a share of the Merit one way or another.

Wang Shi felt utterly exhilarated.

The West Sea Dragon King's face was livid.

As he sensed the Dragon Transformation Pool's remaining power, he immediately felt that he had suffered a tremendous loss—a ruinous loss!

Still, when he picked up the Sea-Calming Needle, he felt somewhat better. An acquired spiritual treasure barely counted as compensation.

Just then, the Dragon Girl Ao Xi emerged from behind the door.

"He left?"

The West Sea Dragon King nodded.

"My daughter, this man is far too wild and untamable. He is not someone you can rein in."

He gently patted his daughter's shoulder.

He understood his daughter's feelings.

But he knew even more clearly that the two of them were not on the same wavelength at all.

Meanwhile, Wang Shi traveled east toward Buzhou Mountain.

Just after leaving the West Sea, he had sensed that something seemed to have changed in his original body.

He had to go back and check. It would be disastrous if someone stole his home while he was away taking human form.

His journey went smoothly, and he encountered no danger.

Just as he was about to reach Buzhou Mountain, something happened.

A beast's roar caught his attention.

"What intense Baleful Qi. This aura is anything but ordinary."

"Why does it feel so familiar?"

Indeed, there was something unusual about this Fierce Beast.

He raced in the direction of the sound.

What greeted his eyes was a tall, strapping beauty.

Clad in Beast Hide, she wielded a spiked club, swinging it with the roaring vigor of a tiger.

Her blows repeatedly wounded the Fierce Beast before her.

She was exceedingly cunning, always maneuvering the Fierce Beast into traps at seemingly coincidental moments.

Most importantly, she held a special rope in her left hand that kept restricting the Fierce Beast's movements.

By now, the Fierce Beast had erupted into a full frenzy and completely lost its reason.

"Roar! Die!"

The ferocious beast had actually spoken.

Wang Shi stared, dumbfounded.

He remembered very clearly that the Fierce Beast Tribe possessed virtually no intelligence. Otherwise, they would not have been hunted by every other race until they were almost extinct.

It was precisely their mindlessness and savagery that had brought them to such a miserable plight.

But why did the Fierce Beast before him seem rather unusual?

Just then, a scene unfolded that astonished him.

At some point, another identical Fierce Beast suddenly appeared behind the beauty, as though it had been lying in wait for a long time, waiting for her to fall into its trap.

The beauty was caught completely off guard.

Its jaws clamped onto her arm in an instant.

She let out a shriek of agony.

"Ah..."

Wang Shi instantly flew into a rage.

"You vile beast! You're courting death!"

His figure appeared above the Fierce Beast's head in an instant, and a savage blow struck it squarely on the forehead.