Another World: How to Practice Without Spiritual Energy

Chapter 161: Turning into a Golden Egg

Chen Xian now thought about it and felt a little scared.

Not only did he fail to pick up a bargain, he almost lost his life here.

However, the energy finally seemed to hit one of the wings of the angel's phantom.

While he was lucky, Chen Xian's spiritual sense spread out, and things within a radius of several thousand meters around him appeared as a three-dimensional map in his mind.

"Strange! Aren't they also blown away? Wait, look at this posture~."

The map in Chen Xian's mind showed that the old dean and the shrunken Ace Frost were in the depression on the top of the mountain ahead.

Just quietly posing in a shameful posture, without any movement or burst of energy.

Baozi and Mantou have both turned into little pets, but they are still unconscious. Chen Xian holds one in each hand.

He restrained his breath and flew up close to the shade of the tree.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Chen Xian was deeply shocked.

I saw a hole on the top of the mountain, sunken nearly a hundred meters. Looking at the charred soil and the heat waves coming towards me, this was actually a hole created by this man and this dragon.

"Damn, this battle is comparable to a meteorite impact!"

Chen Xian complained.

The old dean at the bottom of the pit was completely submerged in the ice. The white robe on his left calf had been torn into pieces, and the exposed calf revealed the deep white bones and streaks of bright red formed in the ice.

Ace Frost's body size has shrunk from more than ten meters to two or three meters. Excluding the tail, its height is now only slightly taller than that of a human.

The two arms on the front chest were as long as human arms, hugging the ice. The body was charred all over, and large pieces of flesh membrane on the dragon wings were torn.

The dragon head, which was as big as a human head, was pressed against the ice, just facing the old dean's forehead. Its feet were also holding the ice, and its entire body was pressed on it, with its eyes tightly closed.

No wonder the map image that appeared in my mind before was so embarrassing.

Chen Xian observed quietly for a moment, and after making sure there was no danger, he quietly placed the steamed buns and steamed buns on the edge of the huge pit, and then slowly flew to the bottom of the pit.

The muscles of the whole body are tense, ready to retreat at any time.

Chen Xian flew the hundred-meter distance carefully for more than ten minutes.

When we got near the ice, the heat in the pit was replaced by a bone-chilling cold.

When I got closer, I found that Ace Frost was motionless and his breathing was very weak.

But the strange posture of resting forehead on ice was still maintained, with no sign of falling.

Chen Xian took out a rusty sword from the space ring with his backhand. With the infusion of spiritual energy, the rusty sword burst out with a bright white light, turned into a streak of light, and slashed at Ace Frost's neck.

There was a click, sparks flew, and a sound of breaking was heard.

The rusty sword that used to cut armor as easily as tofu actually broke.

There wasn't even a scratch left on Ace Frost's golden scales.

Chen Xian threw away the broken sword and rubbed his numb right hand.

"It's so hard, let's try this trick."

He clenched his right hand, twisted his body, pushed the ground with his legs, then used his waist to drive his arms, gathering all the spiritual power in his body onto his fist.

A fist smashed into the dragon's head, the fist sank deeply into it, breaking the finger bones and exposing the skin and flesh. Bright red blood mixed with golden dragon blood flowed down from the depression between the fist and the dragon's head.

Ace Frost's dragon head finally left the ice and let out a miserable wail.

Longyan looked at Chen Xian with resentment.

"You are courting death."

A strange energy was transmitted into Chen Xian's body from the arm stuck in the dragon head fist hole.

Then Chen Xian's eyes closed, his body stood still, and golden dragon blood flowed down his arms and slowly covered him.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xian's entire body was covered with golden dragon blood and turned into a little golden man.

But the dragon, which was less than three meters long, seemed to have endless dragon blood, flowing towards Chen Xian continuously.

Just as Chen Xian's little golden man turned into a big golden ball, a crack appeared in the ice that wrapped the old dean. The crack continued to expand, and the entire ice exploded.

The old dean limped out of the ice. Seeing the huge golden ball and the lifeless Ace Frost in front of him, the old man's eyes were full of surprise.

Then the pain in his calf woke him up. The old dean took out a bottle that Chen Xian had given him after he came back from the north.

After taking a few strong gulps, a strong breath of life spread out. The originally charred bottom of the pit, with the old dean as the center, grew cold green vegetation, covering the entire pit and hiding the devastation, as if it had not been destroyed, and there was life here again.

The old dean's injured calf grew tender flesh and skin visibly, and it recovered in a moment without even a trace of a scar.

"I didn't expect that the water of life that boy gave me this time was actually real."

The old dean looked at the demobilized calf and the wounds on his body, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

At this time, a cat and a dog ran over, circled around the golden egg, and then sat in front of the egg and stared at the giant egg.

The old dean recognized that this was Chen Xian’s pet. Could that kid be among them?

The old dean checked the dragon's corpse and found that the dragon's head was completely inside the golden egg and could not be separated. The dragon's body, which originally had bulging muscles and was strong and powerful, was now shriveled and only skin and bones remained.

Those golden dragon scales that were originally extremely hard and had amazing defensive capabilities now shattered at the slightest touch.

After knocking on the golden egg, he found that all the defensive power of the dragon scales had been transferred into the golden egg.

The old dean stroked his gray beard, thought for a long time, and suddenly showed surprise. He waved his hand to cover the entire giant pit with a barrier, and then spoke to the cat and the dog.

"That kid is really lucky. You just stay and wait for him to break out of his shell. I have set up a barrier. It is very safe here and will last for a year. Don't go out. This is the center of the Beidou Magic Beast Forest. There are seventh-level magic beasts."

The old dean took out a crystal from his space ring, held it in his hand for a moment, and then placed it on a protruding stone on the grass.

"I have some urgent matters to attend to. I will be back before the barrier disappears. If he comes out early, let him look at the memory crystal."

After saying this, the old dean disappeared into the pit.

The cat and the dog guarded the golden eggs. As time passed, the cat and the dog could not stand the loneliness and sometimes sneaked out to hunt.

At first he came back covered in wounds, but later on the injuries became less severe.

Although the dragon's corpse had shriveled up, Mantou would still tear off a piece of bone from time to time to eat.

The dragon bone was extremely hard, and even Mantou, the three-headed territorial dog, couldn't bite it, but it just liked to bite that big bone.

Baozi deeply despised Mantou's behavior. He occasionally went out to catch a few monsters and threw the corpses into the pit.

Perhaps the tiger's original territorial consciousness was awakened, and Baozi started fighting with a seventh-level monster nearby. It was a monkey-like monster with incredible strength and extremely fast movements.

Baozi is just very fast. Every time he is chased, he runs back to the giant pit barrier in a panic.

Three months passed in a flash. On this day, Baozi transformed into a white tiger. The wings on his back grew a lot bigger. He was fighting with the monkey monster again.

While he was dodging the monkeys' pursuit and about to enter the barrier, he was hit by a huge rock thrown from the front and fell from the air.

When the bun hit the ground, it made a whistling sound that shook the mountains and forests.

Two monkey monsters surrounded Baozi, one in front and one behind.

Mantou, the three-headed hellhound in the pit, was gnawing on the motionless dragon bone when he heard the leopard's roar.

He immediately stood up and transformed into a three-meter-tall three-headed hellhound and ran out.

Not long after Mantou left, the golden egg, which had been standing quietly for nearly a hundred days, was shaken and a crack appeared.