Dragon Transformation Technique

"Junior, might you tell me your name?"

the dragon corpse asked.

Hearing this, Ling Yun hurriedly answered with sincerity, "Of course. This junior is the son of the present Spirit King. My name is Ling Yun."

"Ling Yun-a soaring ambition, an ambition that reaches a thousand miles."

"You have a fine name."

The dragon corpse's voice was booming, and the look he gave Ling Yun grew increasingly approving.

"In that case, you may call me Dragon Venerable from now on. I am the guardian spirit beast of your lineage, a Half-Saint demon, and also the progenitor of your lineage's inherited art."

Ling Yun nodded, bowed respectfully and said, "This junior greets Dragon Venerable!"

It was a necessary courtesy. The one before him was, after all, the progenitor of their lineage, whom they had always revered as a god. Besides, he was a Half-Saint, a true great figure.

"A Half-Saint still belongs to the Supreme Realm, but is far more powerful than someone at its peak. At its root, that is because a Half-Saint has already set foot on the path of 'transcending the mortal and entering sainthood.' But becoming a saint is immensely difficult. Even though the Demon Race has long lifespans, I have cultivated for tens of thousands of years and am still stuck halfway."

"Even so, a Half-Saint can be considered a true powerhouse. Since you are a junior of my lineage and possess talent unrivaled in this age, I shall pass on to you a truly supreme inheritance!"

Dragon Venerable spoke in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ling Yun could not help raising his head, a wave of joy rising in his heart.

A Half-Saint's inheritance could not compare to a Great Emperor's, but it was free-he would be a fool not to take it.

So Ling Yun sensibly bowed again and said from the heart, "Thank you, Dragon Venerable, for passing on your art!"

Seeing this, Dragon Venerable's eyes filled with even greater satisfaction, and he praised him inwardly. What a likable junior.

"If I am not mistaken, you already have a natal art of your own, one that is compatible with your taboo physique. In that case, the very best ninth-tier pinnacle cultivation art of our lineage is no longer suitable for you. I shall instead pass on to you a true Half-Saint technique!"

A Half-Saint technique!

A divine ability and spell that transcended the Supreme Realm. If Dragon Venerable had succeeded in becoming a saint, this Half-Saint technique would surely have become a true saint technique along with him!

Ling Yun was overjoyed.

Although he possessed a Great Emperor's inheritance, his cultivation was too low, and he could draw out little of its power. With the Life Talisman Heavenly Canon, for example, he could only nurture a new natal spell each time he broke through to a new major realm.

So far, Ling Yun had obtained only one natal spell, the Eye of Deception. As for the natal spell from his breakthrough to the Primordial Spirit Realm, it was still being nurtured and would presumably need some time to take shape.

Apart from those, his only spells and divine abilities were the sixth-tier supreme-grade Flying Sword Technique, and the sixth-tier low-grade Cloud Immortal Soaring Steps and Heaven-Reaching Heaven-Lamenting Hand.

If he obtained a Half-Saint technique, Ling Yun's strength would rise to a new level, and the technique would become another trump card for him!

Dragon Venerable's golden pupils shone with a dazzling light. Golden characters of inheritance leaped from his eyes as though alive and flew into the space between Ling Yun's brows.

Ling Yun instinctively sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into his spiritual sense world.

There, his newly born Primordial Spirit opened its eyes and looked at the golden characters that had manifested in the sky above his spiritual sense world.

"Dragon Transformation Technique!"

Ling Yun's Primordial Spirit could not help reading the words aloud.

Just then, Dragon Venerable's voice came rumbling in as well, like a muffled peal of thunder.

"The Dragon Transformation Technique is a spell I spent half my life comprehending from my bloodline. Among my kind, bloodline reigns supreme. Those born noble are true dragons; those beneath them can only contend with heaven for their lives, seeking the elusive chance to become dragons."

"I am a flood dragon. A flood dragon is transformed from a snake and cannot be considered a true dragon. This Half-Saint technique was derived from the path by which my bloodline evolved."

"Learn this technique, and you can briefly transform into a dragon, grow dragon horns, gain dragon strength and acquire dragon bearing. That was also the goal I pursued all my life. Alas, I failed in the end."

Dragon Venerable's voice was full of regret and melancholy.

If he could have continued along that path, perhaps one day he truly might have transformed from a flood dragon into a true dragon.

"Now I shall pass this technique on to you. But because you are human, you are destined to be unable to unleash the true power of the Dragon Transformation Technique. However, with the changes I have made, you can use it in a human body as a true human spell. Its power also far exceeds that of a ninth-tier supreme-grade spell."

"Now, memorize the incantation I pass on to you and circulate the cultivation within your body as it directs."

Setting aside his melancholy, Dragon Venerable gave his instructions with a touch of gravity.

Ling Yun dared not slack off. He quickly calmed himself and entered a state of cultivation. Comprehension was something he had never lacked. Even a Great Emperor's inheritance posed no difficulty for him, so mastering a Half-Saint technique had never been a difficult matter for Ling Yun.

Having entered meditation, Ling Yun soon forgot his distracting thoughts and controlled his cultivation to circulate through a complete cycle within his body.

A dragon's body was as different from a human's as heaven was from earth. Dragon Venerable's Dragon Transformation Technique was activated with the body of a flood dragon. The modified Dragon Transformation Technique, however, was a true human spell, unleashed through Spiritual Yuan to conjure the body of a true dragon.

"This boy memorized the incantation so quickly?"

Dragon Venerable stared with his enormous eyes, utterly astonished, as a draconic might slowly began to emanate from Ling Yun.

In his eyes, Ling Yun's presence was rising fiercely. A domineering, majestic presence, powerful enough to overwhelm everything, erupted with a roar.

It could be said that, apart from retaining human form, Ling Yun's entire bearing had completely changed as he cultivated the Dragon Transformation Technique. He was just like a true dragon.

"Dragon... dragon bearing!"

Looking at the sight before him, Dragon Venerable was shaken beyond words.

"It's only been one day, and he's already halfway there!"

He muttered to himself in a daze, unable to calm his heart for a long time. Whether it was comprehension or luck, Dragon Venerable could not understand how a human had managed to master half of the Half-Saint technique he had spent half his life comprehending in a single day.

Absorbed in cultivation, Ling Yun naturally had no way of knowing how Dragon Venerable's emotions were surging. He only felt that his comprehension had reached a crucial point.

A scene manifested in his mind.

A hornless flood dragon in the water threw back its head and let out a long roar, soaring into the sky from a vast realm of marshes.

In an instant, protrusions grew from the flood dragon's head, transforming in the blink of an eye into a pair of imposing dragon horns. As though it had been crowned with an imperial diadem, its vast draconic might descended upon the nine heavens and ten earths.

Its body grew thicker and stronger, and every dragon scale flashed with a chilling light.

The dragon claws on its four limbs grew sharper, like the most terrifying weapons of slaughter in the world.

At that moment, the flood dragon in the water leaped out of the abyss where it had lain, becoming a true dragon above the nine heavens.

Grow dragon horns, gain dragon strength, acquire dragon bearing!

At that very moment, Ling Yun abruptly opened his eyes wide, and the depths of his pupils were filled with a lofty disdain for everything in the world.

"Roar-!"

A black true dragon rose behind Ling Yun, its four claws trampling through the void and its scales flashing with a cold light. As it coiled, vast draconic might filled the air.