Dragon Tamer

Spirit Origin was born of its own accord.

This was something Zhu Minglang hadn’t even thought of.

Between heaven and earth, the Spirit Origin is more minute than dust; only when a great amount gathers together does it form what people refer to as Spiritual Energy.

Lands enriched with Spiritual Energy are known as Spiritual Mountains, Spiritual Waters, Spiritual Caves, and Spiritual Lands, and the sects of many great powers are mostly built in these places abundant with Spiritual Energy.

Although Dragon Shepherds can facilitate the rapid growth of Dragon Beasts, different Dragon Shepherds produce different effects in their Spirit Realms.

For instance, many of Zhu Minglang’s classmates at the Dragon Taming Academy experience only a threefold or fivefold increase in their Spirit Realm’s growth rate.

Since Zhu Minglang became a Dragon Shepherd, he has experienced a tenfold rate of growth, which later increased significantly due to Hei Ya’s transformation into a dragon.

But according to Mr. Jinli,

This acceleration ratio of Spirit Realm growth is still not considered high.

Some Dragon Shepherds have Spirit Realms whose growth rates can reach a hundredfold.

A Dragon Beast spending one day in such a Spirit Realm equates to a hundred days of growth. Even those with long lifespans, like Thousand Year Dragons, can quickly reach the pinnacle of their strength, and possibly even break through to the Ten Thousand Year Realm.

Zhu Minglang has never understood the secret: have those Dragon Shepherds’ Spirit Realms been affixed with some Divine Symbol to accelerate at a hundredfold rate?

Now, seeing the Spirit Origin born within his own Spirit Realm and gradually transforming into pure Spiritual Energy that enveloped the entire Spirit Realm, Zhu Minglang had some sort of epiphany!

“So that’s how it is, their Spirit Realms can produce Spiritual Energy themselves. Mr. Jinli was right, a Dragon Shepherd is indeed a Mobile Spiritual Spring!”

Take a pasture, for example.

One farm plants ordinary weeds, applies regular fertilizer, and irrigates with dirty water; the cattle and sheep raised there naturally turn out lean.

Another uses Immortal Fields, plants Spirit Grass, and waters with sweet rain; not to mention the cattle and sheep becoming plump, it wouldn’t be surprising if they turned into spirits someday!

In the past, the Spirit Realm was just an ordinary pasture where Dragon Beasts received nourishment sufficient only for growth enhancement.

But now, having become a fertile land of Spiritual Energy, lying there asleep, one’s Cultivation Base would grow faster than those demons and spirits seeking out Spirit Fruits in the wild!

“Source Spirit Realm.”

“It seems to have jumped to a fiftyfold rate all of a sudden.”

“With a fiftyfold rate of growth, not only does this significantly enhance my future dragon raising, but by absorbing the Spiritual Energy of the Cloud Sea Spirit Eye, Little White will be able to evolve to the Complete Period in just a few days!”

Zhu Minglang was in high spirits at this moment.

If his Dragon Shepherd Realm made substantial improvements, the Cultivation Bases of the Divine Green Holy Dragon and Lei Cang Violent Dragon would also grow rapidly. Given time, they too could step into the Monarch Level!

Moreover, there will be many more dragon pets in the future.

Whether they are Young Dragons or creatures that have yet to transform into dragons, they will eventually enjoy the effects of the Source Spirit Realm.

As for those dragons that are already powerful, when the time comes to persuade them to join him, he will suddenly have the confidence!

Calculating the time, a day had already passed.

Zhu Minglang opened his eyes and patted the dust off his body.

“Ms. Nan, let me take over as your protector,” Zhu Minglang called out loudly.

To prevent calling her the wrong name, Zhu Minglang directly changed the form of address.

But seeing the dragon beside her, he knew it was his younger sister Nan Yuso…

Nan Lingsha is the older sister, Nan Yuso is the younger.

Zhu Minglang remembered Li Ying mentioning this.

“We agreed on one day.” Younger sister Nan Yuso came riding a Chi Dragon, accompanied by a fluffy bunny bursting with fairy energy.

“The time has not yet come, right? No worries, I’ll keep watch a little longer,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Two days have already passed!” Nan Yuso glared at Zhu Minglang fiercely and adorably.

Zhu Minglang scratched his head. Was it really that awkward?

Was it because he was so focused on Gathering Spirit that time flew by, or had he been too absorbed when the Source Spirit Realm was formed…

“Then I’ll keep watch for two days for you, Ms. Nan. You should come down and rest for a while,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Be careful. Last night a Thousand Year Demon Spirit appeared; it injured my Chi Dragon. If it wasn’t for Little Chang’e’s expertise in healing recovery spells, it would have been difficult for me to drive it away.” Nan Yuso did look rather tired, probably because of summoning Dragon Beasts.

“You’ve seen what I’m capable of,” Zhu Minglang said with a smile.

But soon, Zhu Minglang realized that with him at Nine Army Tomb Mountain seemed to be Painter Sister Nan Lingsha…

Sure enough, Nan Yuso rolled her eyes and ultimately decided to leave Little Chang’e behind to prevent any accidents with Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang’s head started to hurt again.

Why were the people and dragons around him so exasperating?

A niece with a One Soul Dual Body, Mr. Jinli with a seven-step memory, Little White Bai Qi who was regressing through reincarnations…

To be honest, Zhu Minglang was somewhat afraid to imagine what it would be like having Li Yunzi around too.

They all looked alike.

Three times out of four, he would call them by the wrong name!

On the day of a grand wedding, to liven the atmosphere and enhance intimacy, family and friends would play a game of guessing the bride.

They would have several women dress the same as the bride and have the groom rely on his intimate knowledge of the subtle nuances of the woman he loves to pick out his true love.

Zhu Minglang, on the other hand, had to guess his wife every day.

And the difficulty level was hellish.

Zhu Minglang summoned the Divine Green Holy Dragon, sat on its broad back, and looked around at the Cloud Sea.

Nan Ling… Nan Yuso’s strength seemed to be not much weaker than the painter’s. In the past two days, she had driven away most of the Dragon Beasts and Demon Spirits below Monarch Level, and the only ones left lurking nearby were those Dragon Kings and Demon Spirits with more than seven thousand years of cultivation.

Demon Spirits over seven thousand years old were almost at Monarch Level in strength.

And those at nine thousand years were probably a bit stronger than the Male Holy Candle Dragon.

As for the Ten Thousand Year Saint Spirits…

If a Ten Thousand Year Saint Spirit appeared, Zhu Minglang wouldn’t hesitate to wake up his niece and make a clean getaway.

The strength of a Ten Thousand Year Saint Spirit was at least Middle-level Monarch Level, if not High Rank King Level.

Only Sword Awakening could barely cope with them.

“It’s very annoying, that Demon Spirit is very annoying; it keeps looking at me with ill intentions, I really dislike it,” Little Chang’e said, stretching out her bunny paw and pointing at a giant golden eagle.

The giant golden eagle was clad in golden feathers with a crown like flames. When it spread its wings, it could probably cover an entire building.

As a Demon Spirit, its cultivation was likely around eight thousand years.

It kept circling nearby, maintaining a certain distance from the Cloud Sea Spirit Eye but not leaving, as if it was waiting for something.

Zhu Minglang glanced at the large golden eagle Demon Spirit and then at the fluffy, ethereal Immortal Rabbit Dragon.

“I think it’s not interested in the Cloud Sea Spirit Eye, but in you. Eagles and hawks like to eat rabbits,” Zhu Minglang said.

The Immortal Rabbit Dragon immediately widened its rabbit eyes and indignantly declared in a cute child’s voice, “Big baddie, big baddie, this Immortal Dragon will pluck its feathers one by one and turn it into a bald bird!”

“Let me handle it. Consider it thanks for you healing my Little White and Black Fang,” Zhu Minglang said.