Bloodline Refinement Technique

A trace of yearning appeared in Xiluo's eyes.

Although he had not received the Bloodline Refinement Technique from his Dragon Inheritance,

he had gained some knowledge of this spell during his slumber as a wyrmling.

Among all spells, the Bloodline Refinement Technique was an extremely unusual one even among Dragonkind!

That was because it worked only on dragons with mutated bloodlines or those already undergoing mutation!

Just like Gordon at this moment, and the Dragon Mother, Baili'er!

Generally speaking,

the offspring of mutated dragons would slowly awaken some measure of their mutated bloodline's power as they grew, gradually undergoing mutation themselves.

But the degree of mutation was unknown. It might be only a fraction of their parents', or they might inherit it completely, or even surpass it. Of course, the latter two possibilities were so remote they were practically nonexistent.

Since they could inherit only a fraction of their parents' mutated bloodline, many dragons naturally could not achieve complete mutation later on, generally remaining in a partially mutated state.

Even many of the parents were only partially mutated, leaving their offspring with an even smaller degree of mutation.

Thus, some geniuses among Dragonkind had created the Bloodline Refinement Technique!

This spell did not require the Spellcaster to possess tremendous mana or control. With only certain specific tools and some simple secret methods, they could slowly strengthen their mutated bloodline.

For powerful mutated dragon breeds, this secret technique was almost as important as the highest-tier spells-a rare treasure.

For ordinary dragon breeds, it was mostly useless.

But there were exceptions.

If dragons whose mutated bloodlines were so diluted that they barely manifested obtained the Bloodline Refinement Technique, they too would have an exceedingly slim chance of becoming mutated dragons!

Xiluo knew very well that his parents were not mutated dragons.

But what about his grandparents? His great-grandparents? The generations before them? Who knew? What if one of them was?

Xiluo had an intense thirst for power.

As long as there was even a sliver of a chance to mutate and grow stronger, he was willing to try!

Although he had a cheat that could strengthen him,

who knew what its limits were? Once he had strengthened himself to the utmost, would he be able to rival the gods?

With an opportunity to strengthen himself right before him, if he merely clung to his cheat and ignored it, even Xiluo himself might look down on himself!

Rewards came with risks.

Besides, this posed no risk to him.

At that thought, Xiluo hurried to catch up with the Red Dragon Whelp and said with a chuckle,

"Gordon, you really are smart. You saw right through me... Although I'm also undergoing mutation right now, my inherited memories of the Bloodline Refinement Technique haven't awakened yet."

By the end, a look of regret inevitably appeared on Xiluo's draconic face.

"Hmph! I figured that out ages ago! Otherwise, how could you stay so calm under the pressure I put on you?

"But your degree of bloodline mutation must be very high, right? Perhaps even higher than mine! That's what lets you compete with me!

"But don't get smug! Soon! My degree of mutation will surpass yours! Then you won't have any chance of winning against me!"

The Red Dragon Whelp grinned, his face saying that he had seen through Xiluo long ago.

Yes, yes, yes! Everything you said is right!

Xiluo nodded repeatedly inwardly, but his face showed displeasure.

"You really know how to put pressure on me. If my inherited memories included the Bloodline Refinement Technique too, you wouldn't have the slightest chance of surpassing me!"

"Xiluo! What kind of joke is that? Even if you got the Bloodline Refinement Technique too, I, Gordon, still wouldn't fear you! Red dragons are naturally stronger than blue dragons! Once my degree of mutation catches up to yours,

"you won't stand a chance! Shouldn't you be the one trying to find a way to surpass me?" the Red Dragon Whelp retorted with utter disdain.

"Then... then, Gordon, why don't you teach Xiluo the Bloodline Refinement Technique...?"

Allen, the little white dragon who had been silently listening beside them, interjected quietly.

Xiluo was instantly delighted.

You really are my most loyal follower! That was exactly what I was waiting for you to say!

Of course, Xiluo's expression remained unchanged as he simply fixed his gaze on the Red Dragon Whelp.

"Give it to Xiluo..."

Gordon's expression stiffened, and hesitation appeared on his face.

"Yes, give it to Xiluo! Aren't you friends?" the little white dragon spoke up again.

Xiluo, who remained silent beside them, kept nodding inwardly.

Allen! My good brother! Keep talking! Say more! Louder!

"Hmph! Friends? Since when were Xiluo and I friends? We're rivals! Rivals competing to be the strongest!"

The Red Dragon Whelp looked utterly dismissive as he regarded the white dragon youngster with contempt.

"But... hasn't Xiluo taught you lots of spells? Isn't that something only friends do?"

"Haven't I taught him spells too?"

"But Xiluo has taught you far more than you've taught him, and he even shares the food he wins from bets with you."

The little white dragon looked completely earnest.

Gordon immediately fell silent, saying nothing.

Seeing this, Xiluo knew it was time for him to say something.

"Gordon! We're outstanding among Dragonkind. All the dragons in Green Forest see us as geniuses.

"But that doesn't mean we're unbeatable among all dragons.

"How vast is the entire Astral Realm?

"The Domirank Star we live on is only one of its worlds.

"Beyond it, there are the Abyssal Realm, Hell Realm, Heaven Realm, Shadow Realm, Elemental Realm, Nightmare Realm, and so on. Dragons can be found in every world. How many must there be?

"Tens of thousands? Over a hundred thousand? Or hundreds of thousands?

"Among so many dragons, even mutated dragons, legendary dragons, hatred dragons, and even those true ancient dragons with ancient bloodlines are far from few.

"Among all those dragons, would we still count as strong?

"We're rivals, but we're also friends!

"Both competition and exchanging knowledge can make us stronger, can't they?"

Smiling, Xiluo slowly explained his views. At the very end, he crouched down and extended his draconic claw, looking at Gordon.

"..."

Gordon remained silent, looking at Xiluo for a long while before he grinned.

"You're a rival I acknowledge! And what you said makes some sense! All right! I admit it. You're my friend!"

With that, Gordon also crouched down and extended his draconic claw.

The two wyrmlings slapped their large claws together, then drew them apart.

Xiluo then looked at Allen, the little white dragon. The little fellow was watching him with a face full of yearning.

"And you too, of course, Allen! You aren't just my subordinate. You're also my friend! Remember to keep up with me. Don't let Gordon and me leave you too far behind!"

With that, he extended his claw again.

Little White Dragon Allen immediately reached his claw over in excitement.

"Hmph!"

The Red Dragon Whelp snorted.

"Xiluo, if you want my Bloodline Refinement Technique to strengthen yourself, that's not out of the question! But you have to have a real fight with me! Win or lose, I'll give you the refinement technique! How about it?"

"Must we fight?" Xiluo asked.

"We must!" The Red Dragon Whelp looked completely serious.

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