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Seeing the burly monk’s face darken, Feng Qing’an laughed and pointed to the little Heavenly Dragon frolicking with the Ming Dragon in the Heavenly Pond.

He had already figured it out. The monk did not appear earlier or later, but only after the silver-scale he had thrown into the Dragon Pool had transformed into the appearance of a Heavenly Dragon.

If he really did not want to see such a weak Heavenly Dragon born into the world, he could have shown up when he threw it and pulled it out, but he did nothing.

If the monk was truly afraid of breaking the agreement with the Dragon Clan, he shouldn’t have ignored it. The transformation of a silver scale into a Heavenly Dragon was not instantaneous and Feng Qing’an had been standing by the Heavenly Pond for a long time.

“What kind of Heavenly Dragon is this? To be a Heavenly Dragon, at least a member of the Dragon Clan who has survived two Heavenly Tribulations and entered the Dragon Pool is required.”

The monk’s reaction was quite intense. Heavenly Dragons that resemble real dragons have now become symbols of their Buddhist power. Nowadays, Buddhism does not need such empty Heavenly Dragons.

“Alright, I understand your meaning. I will train that tiny thing into a qualified Heavenly Dragon.”

Feng Qing’an laughed, realizing the monk’s intention. This bald thief just wanted to add a real Great Mighty Celestial Dragon to his temple at a very low cost.

Imagine how much Divine Essence would be consumed from the Dragon Pool to produce one dragon scale of a Heavenly Dragon who had crossed two Heavenly Tribulations and had a Human Immortal level?

On the other hand, a Silver Scale, which has a mere War General potential and, in terms of power, is nothing more than a minor demon. How much Divine Essence could this little thing possibly use to transform into a Heavenly Dragon?

When compared to the cost of transforming into a real Heavenly Dragon, it’s just a drop in the ocean.

The monk claimed he did not want to violate the precept of killing and let Feng Qing’an do it himself. No matter how careless Feng Qing’an might be, he wouldn’t recklessly harm living beings without reason or hunger.

“Having given your word of honor, I trust you will fulfll it?”

“You sure are a chatterbox, monk.”

Feng Qing’an was getting a little impatient. Truth be told, he couldn’t imagine, even without making a contract with him, how bad could a spirit be if cultivated under his unique physique and secret techniques?

Other than getting struck by heavenly lightning during a tribulation, Feng Qing’an couldn’t think of a second way for a spirit he was cultivating to die.

“Then I shall await the good news, Benefactor.”

Despite being dismissed by a mere whippersnapper, the venerable monk overseeing the temple not only showed no anger, but even wore a broad smile. His rough face, when beaming, not only lost its dignity but appeared somewhat ugly and foolish.

As Feng Qing’an had suspected, he had allowed this seemingly powerful Heavenly Dragon to be born because he simply could not prevent it.

The so-called agreement with the Dragon Clan indeed exists, but to put it bluntly, he wanted this extraordinary young man to turn this dragon into a real Heavenly Dragon.

It did not matter if he couldn’t do it, but the Buddhist disciple could do it – this Buddhist disciple, who did not care about their temple’s foundation, had the ability to cultivate many Heavenly Dragons but chose to do nothing.

Having no other option, he had to resort to this despicable means – may Buddha forgive him, it was a sin.

“Are you done? If so, please step away and meditate in some quiet place!”

Wherever it’s cool, go sit there!

Feng Qing’an looked at the Ming Dragon Armor in the Dragon Pool, absorbing the Divine Essence of the pool water. The difference between it and the Dragon Clan was that it didn’t have the vital life force, hence it could benefit from the pool water.

“Well then, I shall not interrupt while you cleanse the Armor.”

Master Falun tactfully stepped back. He was not responsible for guarding this place. He just intervened when a disciple reported something. If successful, the temple would gain another Heavenly Dragon. If it failed, the worst-case scenario would be the Dragon Pool losing some Divine Essence, which was insignificant.

“Hm.”

The young man responded perfunctorily, not even glancing at the monk. He only stared at his Armor, which was undergoing an intense transformation in the Dragon Pool.

Feng Qing’an could see that the Ming Dragon, which was similar to the real dragon, was shedding its Jiaolong characteristics. Its abdominal Jiaolong claws were transforming into five claws, the antlers on both sides of the dragon’s head were slowly growing, becoming more curved and rugged. The dragon scales forged from Divine Gold were shining and aura was circulated around it, exuding an extraordinary holiness.

[Fifth Soul Contract: Ming Dragon]

[Species: Spirit Communicating Treasure Armor]

[Attributes: Spirit, Dragon, Water, Thunder]

[Potential Level: Emperor · Medium]

[Combat Level: Monarch · Low]

The hundred-foot long dragon twirled in the waters of the pool, emitting a divine light from its radiant golden scales. The majestic dragon aura made the air heavy and stirred up ripples.

Regrettably, even the weakest ‘Heavenly Dragon’, who was playing with the Ming Dragon, was not affected at all. Even though it looked like a Heavenly Dragon, it was still exempt from the basic dragon aura.

Roar—

A piercing roar echoed under the dome of the sky, shattering the floating rainbow mist in the air, and even pushed out a giant dragon’s head from the firmament.

Great Mighty Celestial Dragon!

This was the supreme spirit that Feng Qing’an had seen upon his arrival at the Dragon Zen Temple. Even though its war record sounded embarrassing, it was still incomparable to any ordinary race without a dragon lineage, they would still have been crushed under the same conditions.