Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Yet after another half an hour his meridians around his brain were all flooded and filled with dense spiritual energy.

"Time to strengthen the rest," he didn\'t have any option but to fully open the door in front of the spiritual energy looked up in his head and let them roar down below.

And like a dam being crushed, a mighty wave of spiritual energy started to soak every single meridian inside his body.

"I have to circulate it," he didn\'t hesitate to push the energy around, instigating it to take a full circle inside his meridian network.

Yet when the energy reached his abdominal meridians, he was shocked to see deep injury everywhere there.

"I can\'t risk it," he decided to lock all the meridians in this area for now, fearing for the strong gush of the spiritual energy to do more harm than good. "At least the other meridians are ok."

These injuries were caused by the brutal fight with that bug inside the prison. He was in a hurry and didn\'t check his meridians after the fight, yet even he found these wounds he couldn\'t do anything to heal them.

The spiritual energy kept racing inside his meridians before it started to slow down a bit. "Don\'t stop," he kept pushing them and replenishing the energy with his regular breathing, "it\'s still too far to stop."

He had a very wide and complex network of meridians inside his body from his cultivation before coming here.

He knew he had to circulate the energy at every meridian he got, strengthen them all to match the refined energy of this world.

Or else he would face more problems later on while trying to rise higher in his cultivation.

After an hour, and with continuous breathing and tries, the energy finally completed the first circle around his body. "The hardest part is over," he heaved a deep sigh of relief, "now it\'s all depending on my training."

He didn\'t stop there and kept pushing the energy to circulate for a second time, then third, and so on. He didn\'t stop until two more hours passed.

He managed to make his body accustomed to the spiritual energy. "I now can fight with my techniques at least," he opened his eyes and smiled faintly when he noticed the weak rays of sun lightening the world outside.

"So it\'s already day time," he muttered before moving toward John and found his condition getting worse. "Just wait, now I can help and save you."

He didn\'t hesitate to try his new power and sprint outside. His speed was much faster than before, yet it wasn\'t comparable to what he used to have before coming to this world.

"Sigh, I only wanted to go to my master\'s world, and ended up being in such an alien world," he muttered to himself while knowing something wrong must have happened midway during his ascension.

"As a higher realm, all my powers will look meager and weak to this world\'s rules," he knew the reason behind his low speed compared to what he anticipated before, "but at least I can deal with any threat without any worry."

He was itching to try out his energy in the fight, but thinking of the about to die John behind made him refrain from doing so.

"Let\'s see… this plant had a strong earth aura," he stopped all of a sudden beside a small tree with thick bark. "Its leaves have the highest concentration of energy," he sensed the tree in focus before collecting all the leaves from it and then left.

He didn\'t lose his senses to energy fortunately, which was something he kept having even when he was reincarnated in the previous world as well.

"This seed looks fine."

"This rock seems nice."

"This butterfly will do… damn it! it flew fast!"

"This fruit… it\'s good and delicious."

He kept collecting materials for two hours before reaching a place on a small branch of a silver water river. "These waters…" he knelt and touched the water with his fingers before tasting it. "Oh, it has a strong concentration of energy."

His eyes shone at this moment with faint blue light before he started to store away a large amount of this water after drinking from it to fill his thirst.

"I still miss my meat," he could only bitterly recall the delicious meat he used to eat while moving back to John. "But the question is how should I make the potion then?"

He now had everything to make a good potion, yet he didn\'t have a cauldron. Without one he couldn\'t make any potion at all.

"I should improvise then," he only thought of a rough solution while getting back to the cave.

"He is getting worse," he checked John and now in addition to being pale, his body was drenched in sweat. "I need to hurry," Arthur muttered before moving fast towards the depth of the cave.

With the light of the sun, the inside of the cave didn\'t look so gloomy like it was at night. Yet after walking for a couple of minutes the light was so thin that he had to take the fiery ore out.

"This vein won\'t do," he leaned over one ore vein and checked it in a hurry before jumping to another one. "This one… looks like I can use it to build the sides with it."

He took out his sword and started to hit the ground. The metallic sound reverberated all over the cave and traveled deeper than he expected.

"These plates would do," he stored what he took out of the ore vein before moving again to get another ore vein and examined it.

He kept doing so until he found what he was looking for. "It\'s small but it would do the job," he hurriedly separated this concave ore from the vein. "Hmm… yeah, it would do," he took it and turned around fast and returned to John.

He didn\'t notice the distant two eyes glancing at him in the darkness while watching what he was doing with some curiosity.