Chen Hao held the bamboo slip and closed his eyes. His divine sense entered it, and a vast flood of information poured into his sea of consciousness—nine illustrations.
Each illustration depicted a dragon performing a movement, from simple twists and tail swings to complex cloud riding, breath attacks, and combat. The nine illustrations advanced step by step, from the basics to the profound.
Half a minute later, he opened his eyes. It was confirmed: this was the Azure Dragon Nine Transformations he had been looking for.
He put away the bamboo slip and looked at the dying Giant Dragon. Ao Yuan's cultivation had fallen, and he had little lifespan left. He probably would not live much longer.
More than half his scales had fallen off, exposing the grayish-white, lifeless skin beneath. His eyes were cloudy, and the golden light in his pupils was about to go out.
Chen Hao fell silent for a moment, then took a Flame Spirit Stone from his Qiankun Bag. His fingertips moved slightly as he took out an intact Flame Spirit Stone. With a flick of his finger, he sent it straight into Ao Yuan's mouth.
"Since you know your place, this will temporarily stave off the end of your lifespan and sustain your vitality."
Ao Yuan's body jolted violently. The pure energy of the Flame Spirit Stone burst inside him, like a seed falling into parched soil and beginning to take root and sprout.
His scales began to regain their luster, turning from dark blue-green to blue-green and gold. His eyes lit up, the golden light in his pupils growing from faint to brilliant.
His body began to unfurl, going from curled up to stretched out, then rising proudly.
He took flight. The true dragon, over a thousand meters long, soared from the ground