Transformation
“Lord True Dragon, Mu Yu, may I enter?” the doctor requested from the door.
“Come in. Why all the pleasantries when we’re together?” grumbled the dragon vine.
“Understood.” The doctor entered to notify, “Mu Yu, the four dragon factions sent an invitation to you and Lord True Dragon to participate in Rising Dragon Convention, which is taking place in a few days from now.”
“What’s Raising Dragon Convention? Are the dragons assembling to give birth to a dragon? What’s Mu Yu invited for, to be a midwife?” Xiaoshuai asked, mishearing the name.
Mu Yu clobbered Xiaoshuai on the head. “Enough of your spiel. Doctor, please take a seat.”
The doctor awkwardly sat down after hearing Xiaoshuai’s question. “It is an annual event, where the abilities of young fiends below the age of fifty are put to the test at an arena outside the imperial city called Rising Dragon Arena. Consider it an opportunity for fiends to make a name for themselves among fiends.”
“Fifty is young?” questioned Xiaoshuai.
“It is for us,” answered the doctor.
Thanks to their body, fiends had over a dozen more years to live than humans on average. With that said, as a whole, they were not stronger than humans at this point in time.
“How does the convention work?” Mu Yu inquired.
“Contestants are split up into groups according to their cultivation and then partake in one-on-one matches. No cultivation-boosting pills or items are permitted, so it is a test of pure cultivation. Ancestor Green Dragon is always there to watch the event, and he rewards those who impress him. If one is lucky enough, he will even personally coach them. Each group will be rewarded differently.”
“What rewards are there?”
“Ancestor Green Dragon gifts first place one of his scales, which works as an agent to instantly boost one’s cultivation and raise their physical attributes. The prizes for second and third place, on the other hand, are not set in stone. Let me put it this way: I would still love to take those rewards.”
“Dragon scales? I have as many as you could ask for,” boasted the dragon vine, illuminating its body.
“Sit down, Big Earthworm. Your shabby leaves can’t compare to a fiend kings. I still remember how much trouble Long Xingyun gave us when he used the dragon scale.”
“Jade Wyrm gave Long Xingyun Grandpa Green Dragon’s scale,” informed Qiao Xue.
“No wonder why he had one in Fiend-Sealing Pagoda,” remarked Mu Yu. “Qiao Xue, you never win first place?”
“No, I was only at Body Severing Realm Sixth Layer last year. I can test my luck this year, though.”
“Mu Yu, it’s obvious the four dragon factions invited you with their own designs in mind. You must be extra cautious,” advised the doctor.
“They want to catch these hands? They must be targeting Dragon Vine, as well.”
“Hahaha, what makes them think they can beat Mu Yu?” jibed the dragon vine.
“The rules are different this time for Ancestor Green Dragon isn’t present. They will be setting the stipulations this time. I am willing to bet anything they will use the dragon scales they have been winning almost annually.”
“Mu Yu, are you going to participate?” Qiao Xue queried.
“Why not? Dragon Vine, you have to join me.”
“Why should I? I don’t have a shortage of scales.”
“I know. The point is that you’re now the spokesperson for the ‘fiend equality’ slogan. That’s why you need to win and raise morale.”
“Big Earthworm is probably just scared he’s going to lose to the bootleg dragons.”
“I’m scared of them? One dragon breath and they’ll be crying for mercy!”
“Since both of you are joining the fun, can I? Can I?” Xiaoshuai effused.
“You can…” hesitantly replied the doctor. “Usually, only fiends participate. Fiend beasts aren’t allowed…”
“Easy fix. I’ll assume a human form.”
“Rodent, didn’t you whinge that you don’t look as good in human form?”
“Let’s see. Let’s see,” enthused Mu Yu, looking forward to it.
“I haven’t decided how I should make myself look, though…”
“Eh? You can take on any appearance you like?” Qiao Xue asked.
“Once we develop intelligence, we have fixed human appearances that we do not get to choose,” added the doctor.
“I’m not even a fiend,” responded Xiaoshuai.
“Transform already. Make yourself cute, or you can forget about sleeping on me,” badgered Mu Yu.
“Hmm…” Xiaoshuai glowed white as he transformed. “Handsome creation!”
Standing atop the table was a one-metre tall kid attired in a white short-sleeved shirt revealing his belly button and a pair of black shorts. Xiaoshuai gave himself big blue eyes, long lashes, but he forgot his footwear…
“Wow, I never knew you were so cute!” Mu Yu complimented, pinching Xiaoshuai’s cheek.
“That’s not how you pronounce ‘handsome’!” Xiaoshuai corrected.
“Rodent, why did you choose a kid form?”
“Kids look more handsome,” responded Xiaoshuai, bouncing on the table as though it was a trampoline.
“Come here, Xiaoshuai,” called Qiao Xue, gesturing with her hand.
“Had you transformed into some gruff man, I’d consider laying waste to you,” said Mu Yu, watching Xiaoshuai snuggle up in Qiao Xue’s bosom. “Dragon Vine, you only have one form, right?”
“So what if I do? Who cares about having a human form?”
In the end, Xiaoshuai’s goading convinced the dragon vine to transform into a laid-back youth, albeit reluctantly. The cocky-looking rebellious youth, with his arms folded, asked the dumbfounded doctor, “What? Got a problem?”
“N-no, I am merely surprised as fiends tend to still possess physical fiend beast traits upon transforming for a while, yet you have a flawless human appearance,” clarified the doctor.
“Hey, my appearance is also flawless!” Xiaoshuai grouched.
“You’re not even a fiend,” chided Mu Yu.
The dragon vine slouched into the chair next to Mu Yu. “So, I have to take part in the Spirit Severing Realm competition, correct?”
“Precisely. You usually rely on Gentle Wind Interlinked Hearts Formation to fight. Unfortunately, I can’t assist you during the competition. Have you learnt my swordplay yet?”
“I have Dragon Vine Roars down pact and don’t need you to use it. That being said, the output is inferior to executing it with you.”
“Xiaoshuai, what realm are you at?”
Sitting on Qiao Xue’s thigh, Xiaoshuai blurted, “Me? I don’t have any cultivation.”
“You don’t have any cultivation?!”
Mu Yu scrutinised Xiaoshuai and, for the first time, noticed the latter really didn’t have any cultivation.
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