It really is easy, reaching it just by eating and drinking.
Moreover, combat experience and the casting of Divine Techniques all float in my mind like memories, effortlessly reaching the Great Success Realm.
Once mastered, it could probably achieve the evaluation of Perfection.
But up until now, without something like dragon blood, Small Knife will never be able to improve. No matter how much experience there is, it’s useless, because this is the limit of bloodline.
Unlike cultivators, who always have a glimmer of hope for the road ahead, no matter how difficult it is.
With this thought, Small Knife’s figure began to shrink, and the scales on his body disappeared.
This is the Divine Technique, like an instinct.
Originally, I thought that Dragonkin Dogman Leader was , now that I’ve reached it, I realize that’s not the case.
The Dogman Leader likes to go around with scales, but I don’t like it.
At this moment, a tribe appeared ahead.
He looked at the Dogman Tribe in front of him, this tribe wasn’t small, with a sprawling stretch of crooked earth houses.
In the past, there must have been a lot of kobolds inside.
But now it’s very deserted, hardly any sound can be heard.
When Small Knife walked in, he only saw some kobold cubs.
One by one, they lay there with growling stomachs, weakly looking towards Small Knife.
Glancing at them, Small Knife proceeded towards the center. Updates are released by novelFirｅ.net
Every tribe has a Divine Hall, a Dragon Worship Hall.
It has a grand name, but the kobold’s craftsmanship is clearly just that.
However, this is the very center of the tribe, and upon arriving here, Small Knife finally saw some adult kobolds.
The only three Dogman Priests present.
These are the only remaining adult kobolds in this tribe.
Seeing the Dragonkin Dogman, Small Knife, they hurriedly came forward to pay their respects.
Only in this Divine Hall can some plants be seen.
They were very anxious, hoping for the return of their kin; if they don’t return, the cubs in the tribe would starve to death.
Seeing Small Knife, a Natural Dogman, and also a Dragonkin Dogman of the Third Realm? Naturally, they were delighted.
They immediately stepped forward to request Small Knife to display his Divine Techniques.
"I need the dragon blood offered by the tribe," Small Knife said bluntly.
Immediately, the three Dogman Priests’ faces changed dramatically, becoming wary.
The Dragon Worship Hall naturally enshrines a drop of blood from a Giant Dragon.
It wasn’t there before, but since the formation of the Secret Realm, such a new custom has arisen.
With the aura of the Giant Dragon in the Secret Realm, this will strengthen the bloodline of the entire tribe’s kobolds, making it easier to trigger evolution.
This is the dragon’s resistance and effort.
"If you are unwilling, then forget it." Small Knife turned and walked away.
"Hold on!" The eldest Dogman High Priest sighed and called out.
Without more food, all the cubs in the tribe would starve to death.
If the cubs starve to death, the tribe will be finished.
The dragon blood in the Dragon Worship Hall is used by the strongest kobold of each generation, granting them the opportunity to become Dragonkin Dogmen.
Of course, whether the evolution succeeds depends on themselves.
Each generation, the tribe can at most produce one such strong warrior.
Among these Dragonkin Dogmen, the strongest Half-Dragon will be born, earning the supreme glory of guarding the Giant Dragon.
Some even are fortunate to be favored by the Giant Dragon, thereby giving birth to Dragon-men.
Even those who fail become the leaders of the tribe, leading everyone through battle after battle, winning honor.
Thus, although the dragon blood in the Dragon Worship Hall is only a drop, it can be replenished.
When to replenish? It depends on the mood of the Giant Dragon.
If all the cubs in the tribe starve to death, the tribe would cease to exist.
So Small Knife smoothly obtained the drop of dragon blood offered here.
Then, he waved his hand, emitting a faint green glow all over, spreading out like mist over the land.
Even without rain, numerous plants sprouted, filling the view.
The kobold cubs immediately mustered their last bit of energy to pounce on it.
With this food, they will soon reach adulthood.
In just a year or two, the tribe would thrive once again.
However, Small Knife immediately weakened, needing a long time to recover.
Of course, consuming dragon blood can quickly restore him.
But after leaving, Small Knife took out an Entry Level Spirit Fruit and started munching on it.
He also drank Spirit Water in large gulps, naturally Entry Level.
His recovery speed was extremely fast, already reaching another tribe by now.
It was similar here as well.
For the sake of the tribe’s descendants, they had to bring out the dragon blood offering.
Because they couldn’t wait for the warriors’ return.
In past battles, Priests and Natural Dogmen cast spells from behind, and in the past, they basically came back unscathed.
But now, several days have passed, far exceeding the return date.
The kobold cubs lay on the ground, weak from hunger.
Soon, a cloud of green mist spread out.
Yes, Small Knife again successfully obtained a drop of dragon blood.
The Secret Realm is not small, yet it is filled with Dogman Tribes.
In between is barren land, and anything edible had long been scavenged.
Small Knife went from tribe to tribe, bringing them hope, solving hunger, saving the tribes.
So Small Knife felt very great.
Not a single tribe was unwilling to give up the dragon blood in the Dragon Worship Hall.
Allowing Small Knife to easily collect quite a few.
Familiar with the task, he walked into the tribe,
saw the Divine Hall, but hadn’t walked in before he couldn’t help but stop.
Green light emanated from the Divine Hall, making Small Knife feel very comfortable bathing in it.
A large number of plants sprouted around, growing rapidly.
Has someone gotten ahead?