Though he still could not transform for now, Lin Ze was not disappointed. Instead, he was even more pleasantly surprised.
Qingtian had clearly reached that threshold and could trigger changes in his body. This was already a qualitative leap.
After all, transformation was the Enma Clan's core secret art. For Qingtian, an individual who had once been rejected, to reach this point through his own experimentation within a year was already a sign of extraordinary talent.
It seemed Lin Ze's blood had not only strengthened his physique, but also accelerated the awakening of his bloodline abilities.
"There's no rush. Taking it step by step is a good thing," Lin Ze reassured him. "Build a solid foundation, and the weapons you transform into in the future will be stronger."
With Lin Ze's approval, Qingtian cheered up again.
"Right, where's that little fellow? How's he doing?"
Lin Ze asked. Another main purpose of this trip was to check on Little White Tiger.
At his words, Qingtian immediately tipped back his head and let out a low but piercing roar. Completely unlike his usual squeaks, it carried a hint of imposing majesty and commanding presence.
Before long, Lin Ze felt a slight tremor through the ground.
Then the bushes nearby were forced apart by tremendous strength, and an enormous figure slowly emerged.
When he saw the figure clearly, Lin Ze's pupils contracted slightly despite having prepared himself.
White Tiger!
The dying little fellow whom Qingtian had needed to cradle carefully in his arms a year ago had now grown into a massive beast!
He could no longer be called a "little" white tiger.
He stood nearly two meters at the shoulder, and his body, including his tail, probably measured over three meters long. Standing there, he resembled a small, moving hill.
His