"I... if these meridians of mine... might be alive, and are this sensitive to Little White's lightning tribulation, and Little White might have cultivated the Dragon Transformation Art, then... could I also... no, that's not right. Could my meridians also cultivate the Dragon Transformation Art?" An unthinkable notion took shape in Xiao Hua's mind!
Once this thought sprouted, it was like withered grass meeting a spring breeze, dry kindling meeting blazing fire—utterly unstoppable, a single spark setting the prairie ablaze. Moreover, as the idea brewed in Xiao Hua's mind, he increasingly felt that it might actually be feasible.
"Meridians are long and slender, like long snakes. Though I don't know exactly how long they are, if I cultivate them little by little, I'll eventually finish cultivating them!" Xiao Hua grinned as though he had discovered a massive gold mine, saliva nearly dripping from the corner of his mouth!
"But if I successfully cultivate the Dragon Transformation Art and my meridians turn into dragons, what about me? Would I turn into a dragon too?" Another thought abruptly struck Xiao Hua. "Oh! I understand now. Could that deity in Shang Hua Ming's Inheritance Palace have cultivated the Dragon Transformation Art? She had no legs, only a snake body. Could it be that, after cultivating to the end, I would become like that?"
"If that's the case, I won't do it. Neither human nor snake—it's truly ugly!" Xiao Hua curled his lip and flicked his hand. The deity's statue appeared before him. He had no idea how much the enormous statue weighed, yet it was not heavy in his hand, as though it were nothing but an empty shell!
"Mm, good. This deity's tail really is a snake tail, not a dragon tail. I remember Little White's was a dragon tail, exactly like