No, right now Tyr didn't want to ask the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon anything at all; he only wanted to interrogate it.
Tyr had always been a light sleeper. The slightest rustle would wake him, and once awake, it was incredibly difficult for him to fall back asleep.
So he absolutely detested it when someone made continuous noise while he was trying to sleep.
“It's bad enough that you don't sleep in the middle of the fucking night, but every single time you woke me up, you didn't say a damn thing! You just waited until I fell back asleep to call out again. Are you purely trying to disturb the peace?”
“If you fucking wanted to find me, why couldn't you just guide me over here last night?”
Tyr was truly furious. If this sense of guidance had appeared even once when he was woken up last night, he wouldn't be this angry.
He had always considered himself a good-tempered person, but anyone would snap under this kind of pure mental torture.
Waking someone up just to tell them to go back to sleep—were they playing games here?
“Uh, well...”
Hearing Tyr's stream of curses, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon also fell silent.
Its repeated calls to Tyr earlier hadn't been for fun, of course.
It had only just awakened from a deep slumber and barely had any power left in its body. It couldn't say much of anything to Tyr, let alone guide him.
Furthermore, because its current strength was limited, it wouldn't be able to transmit its voice once Tyr moved too far from this area. Thus, it had to keep calling out to him so he wouldn't leave.
It knew it was in the wrong, but it had no intention of admitting it.
“The proud dragon clan does not apologize.”
Tyr's lips twitched violently. He raised his hand and flipped the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon inside the magic stone crystal wall a universally recognized friendly gesture.
“Are you a dumbass?”
Having said his piece, he ignored the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, turned around, and prepared to walk out.
“Avia, let's go.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
Since their meeting, Tyr and the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon had been communicating in Chinese, so Avia had no idea what they were saying.
However, judging by her young master's tone, the first exchange between the human and the dragon was far from friendly.
“Hey, hey, don't leave! Why so heartless?”
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was dumbfounded when it saw Tyr turn on his heel to leave.
Didn't this guy understand the art of conversation? When it said “The proud dragon clan does not apologize,” didn't that basically mean it knew it was in the wrong?
How could this guy be like this? He hadn't learned even a shred of his ancestors' humility.
For tens of thousands of years, there hadn't been a single soul to talk to, and now he was leaving right after arriving?
Hey, are you still coming back for dinner?
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon had a lot of internal drama, but on the surface, it maintained its proud facade.
“Human, let us make a deal. Free me, and I will teach you the way to break through to the Divine Realm.”
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's next words successfully made Tyr halt in his tracks.
In truth, Tyr hadn't actually intended to leave. He wanted to use this method to gauge the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's temperament.
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was a legendary existence, after all. When he saw that the entity calling him was such a creature, Tyr felt uneasy, even with the Sixth Circle Avia by his side.
Without knowing whether the other party was good or evil, Tyr didn't dare to have too much interaction with it.
Fortunately, he had the ability of the Innate Sword Heart, which could help him determine its alignment.
So, this massive dragon was actually a tsundere.
“You have a way to break through and become a god?”
As far as Tyr knew, there had never been any records of gods on the Elan Continent since recorded history began.
Although the Aglaia family was known as the Holy Family, they actually had nothing to do with gods.
What was enshrined in the Holy See was not some god, but the successive Demigod family heads of the Aglaia family.
Therefore, the peak power on the entire Elan Continent today was only at the Demigod level.
“Of course. This dragon lord was once a True Immortal-level existence,” the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's tone suddenly grew even more arrogant. “And in the end, gods and immortals are just different names for the same realm in different regions.”
Tyr was thoughtful. Once a True Immortal, which meant it wasn't one now.
“Tell me about the method to break through and become a god.”
Although Tyr was still far too distant from that realm, it was impossible for him not to be curious at all.
“There is no harm in telling you this.”
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon wasn't worried about Tyr backing out after finding out. Without the specific cultivation method, even if he knew what was lacking to become a god, it would be useless.
“Becoming an immortal, or becoming a god, is simply when a cultivator's essence, qi, and spirit reach a certain level, allowing them to break free from mortal shackles and ascend to a higher realm.”
“The key here is that essence, qi, and spirit must all simultaneously meet the standard for godhood. Lacking even one makes it impossible to become a god.”
“Since arriving in this world, I have seen quite a few Demigods. Their essence and qi have reached the standard of godhood, but their spirit is extremely weak.”
“This is also why they have clearly blasted open the Divine Gate, yet have been unable to ignite the divine fire for the longest time.”
Essence, qi, and spirit corresponded to a living being's physical body, magic power, and mental power, respectively.
When a transcendent's realm reached the peak of the Ninth Circle, they could summon the Divine Gate.
Whether through the physical body, magic power, or mental power, one could blast open the Divine Gate and receive the baptism of divine power.
But to truly become a god, one must also ignite the divine fire behind the Divine Gate.
And to ignite the divine fire, only mental power could be used.
Yet today, there was not a single manual on the entire Elan Continent that could cultivate mental power to the standard of godhood. This led to many Demigods scratching their heads in frustration before the divine fire altar after entering the Divine Gate, utterly unable to ignite the divine fire.
The Mage family, House Kairos, and the Spirit Master family, House Heronia, did have methods to enhance mental power, but they still had a very long way to go before pushing mental power to the standard of godhood.
“So, how about we make a deal? Free me, and I can give you a cultivation technique for the divine soul.”
“Among all soul-refining techniques, my dragon clan's soul-refining techniques are absolutely top-tier.”
When speaking of the dragon clan's techniques, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's tone was filled with pride.
“You can't get out on your own?”
Tyr glanced at the magic stone crystal wall sealing the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. He estimated that even someone with only Fourth Circle strength should be able to directly shatter this magic stone crystal wall, right?
It couldn't get out on its own, which meant it didn't even have Fourth Circle strength right now?
If that was the case, then things were safe.
“My strength has plummeted to freezing point. I have no way to blast open this magic stone crystal wall.”
“And as you can see, the magic power in this magic stone crystal wall is already extremely thin. It won't be long before I exhaust it completely.”
Facing Tyr's question, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon answered very straightforwardly.
It couldn't help it; it had realized that if it tried to play games, this kid would actually leave.
Rate on N.U.
