Inside the Primordial Platform, Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes.
Two tiny points of light floated before him like sprites. On the other side lay twelve prostrate Thunder Dragons. Although Lin Yu was no longer subjecting them to the pressure of his spiritual power, they still dared not move a muscle.
After all, the Primordial Hall was Lin Yu's domain, and everything within it could follow his will.
Lin Yu first turned his gaze to the two little points of light. They were only the size of fingernails, but he had a feeling that once he began the derivation, it would take a very long time even with the Primordial Platform's assistance.
Then Lin Yu glanced at the twelve Thunder Dragons drooping dejectedly to one side.
These fellows take up far too much room! Lin Yu thought.
With a shift of his divine sense, twelve chains extended from within the Primordial Platform and wound around the twelve Thunder Dragons.
Countless runes appeared out of thin air, tinkling softly in the breeze.
The instant the chains wrapped around the Thunder Dragons, data about them began appearing in Lin Yu's mind.
At the same time, a progress bar appeared beneath the system, displaying the derivation's progress.
Watching the progress bar creep upward, Lin Yu closed his eyes and dozed for a while.
An hour later, a notification sounded in Lin Yu's mind.
"Ding! Congratulations, host. Successfully analyzed the power of lightning! (10%)"
As for the twelve Thunder Dragons, the Primordial Platform had completely broken them down. They had vanished, leaving only a peach-sized, blue-violet fruit suspended in midair.
Lin Yu raised his hand and beckoned, drawing the fruit to his side.
Only upon closer inspection could he see that it was not a fruit at all. Enclosed within its translucent skin was nothing but a strange liquid.
"System, calculate what this thing is!"
"Ding! Derivation in progress... derivation complete!" [Thunder Dragon blood essence: True Dragon blood condensed from the spiritual power contained within Thunder Dragons. Concentration: 45%... (Click to expand details)]
Lin Yu froze slightly at the sight. He had never expected to be able to condense True Dragon blood from these elemental dragons. He had truly struck it rich this time.
"Hmm?" Lin Yu's gaze shifted. There seemed to be something inside that blue-violet fruit!
Looking closely, he saw a tiny dragon swimming within it. It had merely been curled up in the shadows earlier, which was why Lin Yu had not noticed it.
Though he called it a tiny dragon, it was actually smaller than even a little fish. It only bore a slight resemblance to a dragon, and its body was pitifully small.
Lin Yu looked at the tiny dragon in his hand, then could not help turning his gaze toward the Primordial Platform.
According to the system's earlier notification, the Primordial Platform still had countless wondrous uses for him to explore. Now that he actually possessed True Dragon blood, he wondered whether he could put it to use.
"Raising one on Hongmeng Mountain sounds rather nice." At the thought, Lin Yu could not help stroking his chin.
Even now, he could already picture a True Dragon tumbling and wheeling through the sky above Hongmeng Mountain.
He acted on the thought at once, raising his hand and tossing the True Dragon blood into the center of the Primordial Platform.
With a thought, runes appeared out of thin air and filled the sky, as though a magical brush were writing in midair. In the blink of an eye, passage after passage of runes was complete.
"Ding, derivation in progress..."
The system's notification sounded. This time, it fell silent for a long while afterward.
The "derivation complete" notification, which normally sounded within seconds, failed to come even after a long time. As the master of the Primordial Hall, Lin Yu could naturally perceive how fast the Primordial Platform was operating.
Pulling up the progress bar for the analysis of the True Dragon blood, Lin Yu saw that the numbers were moving as slowly as a crawling tortoise.
"System, draw on the Primordial Hall's power to assist the Primordial Platform's operation. Also invoke my own permissions to accelerate the Primordial Platform!"
Lin Yu made the decision without hesitation. If it really remained this slow, who knew what year of the monkey and month of the horse he would have to wait until before seeing the True Dragon born.
Fortunately, the Primordial Platform had long since concealed its appearance, so others saw no difference.
But walking inside the Primordial Platform, one could clearly see every stone brick upon it giving off a faint cyan glow.
The entire Primordial Platform was evidently operating at an extremely high speed.
"Ding, requesting permissions... permission request approved! Activating permissions... permissions successfully activated!"
As the system's notification ended, a burst of cyan light erupted throughout the Primordial Hall. It soared into the sky, then curved around and fell back onto the Primordial Platform.
"Humm..."
Light flashed across the Primordial Platform, and the cyan glow instantly intensified severalfold!
Lin Yu pulled up the task progress bar again and could clearly see that the derivation's speed had more than doubled.
Yet although the calculation speed had clearly increased, there were still many derivation tasks to perform.
After all, this time Lin Yu did not merely want data. He wanted to create a True Dragon!
The Primordial Platform operated without pause, its cyan light shining for three days and three nights.
It took three full days for the Primordial Platform to finish analyzing the True Dragon blood, then another three full days to refine it.
After the analysis was complete came the gestation of the True Dragon. Not even Lin Yu could intervene in this process.
A pale violet glow had already enveloped the interior of the Primordial Platform. Lin Yu could not see what was happening inside, but he could follow the task's progress through the system.
Yet Lin Yu was still very nervous. This was his first time using the Primordial Platform to nurture a living creature. The feeling was no different from waiting for his own child to be born.
Lin Yu stared unblinkingly at the Primordial Platform until a notification sounded in his mind.
"Ding, derivation complete!"
As though answering the notification, a dragon's cry rang out at that very moment.
"Clang..."
The dragon's cry abruptly rang out, and a long blue-violet dragon shot straight out of the radiance within the Primordial Platform.
First came its head, then its claws. The entire enormous dragon shot toward the sky above the Primordial Hall like a streaming bolt of blue-violet silk. Its scales struck the light barrier with a succession of sounds that continued for a full hour.
It was a genuine dragon. Its ten-thousand-li-long body coiled across the sky, tumbling through the clouds and mist and casting an enormous additional shadow over the Primordial Hall.
Dragon cries drifted down from above from time to time, as though it were cheering to celebrate its own birth.
Compared with this ten-thousand-meter-long dragon that blotted out the sky and sun, the twelve Thunder Dragons from before were no different from earthworms. As its creator, Lin Yu naturally knew that this blue-violet True Dragon's cultivation realm had already surpassed that of a Saint and reached the level of a Great Saint!