The Strongest Dragon in the Era of Beast Taming

The Flower Spirit felt as if its right leg had kicked an immovable mountain, the powerful recoil forcing it to bend its right leg, clutch it with both hands, and barely stand on one foot, its body jumping continuously.

Looking at the teary-eyed little fellow in front of him, David Jones shook his head helplessly.

Frankly, the Flower Spirit’s close combat attacks were really quite feeble.

He had not bothered to defend or activate the Nine Dragons Purple Gold Armor; relying solely on the defenses of the Tyrant Dragon Body and the Golden Emperor Body was enough to easily block the Flower Spirit’s toxic leaf blade.

It was so simple that David Jones wondered how on earth the Flower Spirit managed to survive on the dangerous, beast-infested island!

“Let me introduce myself, I’m a traveler who’s lost his way. Can you help me understand the surrounding geography and the formidable Beasts?” David Jones attempted to convey his goodwill through psychic communication.

In the wild, where Beasts roam freely, every Trainer must be extremely cautious.

Some Class VII Overlord Beasts with strong concealment abilities might evade Lolo’s detection. Therefore, the Beast information detected by Lolo and Rainbow is only a basic reference and should not be taken as all-encompassing.

“Mumu?”

The Flower Spirit stepped back a few paces, and because it was too panicked, it could not understand what David Jones was saying, but it roughly grasped that its life was not in immediate danger.

So it clasped its hands together and looked up at David Jones with pitiful eyes, as if pleading for mercy.

“Roar!” (There is no problem in this world that a good meal can’t solve! If there is, then have another meal!)

Watching the scared elf, the Gluttonous Beast offered advice from the sidelines.

“You have a point.”

David Jones casually sliced off a small piece of savory-smelling braised beef rib from the one he had prepared in advance and handed it to the Flower Spirit, trying to ease its tension with food.

Plant Pet Beasts are not simply plants; like carnivorous Beasts, they also hunt and eat meat. However, compared to the difficult-to-hunt Beasts, immobile fungi, plants, and clean water are much easier to come by in the wild.

Fortunately, apart from the Dragon-Wielding power, David Jones was also quite confident in his cooking skills and his special seasoning.

“Mumu!”

The Flower Spirit’s eyes widened, and it involuntarily stepped back, feeling that David Jones was the most dreadful villain it had ever encountered in its life.

However, the tempting scent of the meat embarrassingly made it swallow its saliva.

“Don’t worry, it’s delicious!”

David Jones smiled, not missing the Flower Spirit’s saliva-swallowing gesture. And he had encountered such hypocritically honest Pets before.

Yes, indeed, he was talking about Rainbow.

David Jones: “Ah.”

Under David Jones’s feeding, the life-threatened Flower Spirit reluctantly opened its mouth and swallowed the beef in front of it.

“Mumu!” (Delicious!)

The Flower Spirit, with tears in the corners of its eyes, felt incredibly conflicted.

“Is the beef rib I made that delicious?”

David Jones looked at the Flower Spirit gobbling down the meat and sensed that something was off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on what specifically was wrong.

After all the Pet Beasts had eaten their fill, David Jones looked at the constantly mumbling Flower Spirit with some confusion.

“Mumu!” (Cattle, I’m sorry!)

“Cattle?”

The Flower Spirit was initially resistant to psychic communication, but after more interactions, David Jones could roughly understand its meaning.

Glancing at the beef rib that had been stripped clean of meat and then at the Flower Spirit licking its lips in silent mourning, David Jones had a strange expression on his face.

What’s this situation?

The Azure Cattle, an elite species of Beast, is on the Flower Spirit’s menu, which basically makes them akin to sheep and a starving wolf. Could the two of them actually be acquaints?

David Jones shook his head, clearing the messy thoughts from his mind, and began to inquire about important matters.

“I’ve heard there’s an extraordinarily powerful Beast here. Can you tell me where it is?”

The Flower Spirit blinked and pointed toward the vast forest that stretched almost entirely across the island to the right front.

“Flower!” (The Falling Moon Forest, there lies the most powerful Elf King in the Elf clan!)

“No, I’m referring to a Beast more powerful than the Wood Spirit,” David Jones said, gazing directly into its shiny eyes.

Besides those Beasts with inherited Elite bloodlines, most Beasts that live secluded lives tend to lack vision, assuming that the King is the strongest Beast, but this doesn’t mean that lower Species Level Beasts are useless.

Overlords of Class VII and above wouldn’t care about ants of Class VI Kings or below, treating them as if they were nothing. However, instincts inherent to life often drive lower-class Beasts to stay away from territories frequented by higher-class Beasts.

By considering this, Trainers can roughly estimate the territories of high-level Beasts in unfamiliar lands, which was one of the reasons David Jones wanted to be on good terms with the Flower Spirit.

The Flower Spirit seemed dazed. Could there really be a Beast more powerful than the Wood Spirit in this world?

Then, as though it had thought of something, its eyes suddenly lit up, and David Jones’s heart stirred as he quickly got straight to the point.

“Tell me where it is, and I can give you the compensation you desire.”

The Flower Spirit glanced at the beef ribs, its gaze filled with hesitation.

Seeing this, David Jones extended three fingers under the envious eyes of the Gluttonous Beast.

“If you’re willing to speak, I can give you three portions of the beef ribs you were just enjoying.”

The Flower Spirit swallowed its saliva, clearly tempted.

In the moment it tasted the beef, there was no going back.

“Flower!” (There is a very strong dragon deep in the western sea area of the island!)

The Flower Spirit, with a look of fear, carefully spread its hands to describe.

“Dragon?”

A smile appeared on David Jones’s face.

Although he didn’t know whether the Flower Spirit referred to an Overlord True Dragon or a King Giant Dragon, with the strong affinity brought about by his Dragon-Wielding power, he wasn’t afraid even if a legendary Emperor Dragon appeared in this sea area.

“Rainbow, Psychic Mimicry,” David Jones said, glancing at it.

With the Flower Spirit’s limited and impoverished language, it would have been difficult to describe the dragon’s appearance, which is where the capability of Psychic Mimicry to virtually represent anything came in handy.

“Yi!”

Full of Confusion, Rainbow’s immense Psychic Power instantly flooded into the Flower Spirit’s mind.

Suddenly, a Giant Dragon with a wingspan of about forty meters, with streamlined purple wing bones covered with surging water, appeared with a horrifyingly formidable presence.

The Dragon Scales on its body were a deeper color than its wings, a purple-blue, and the shimmering light on the surface of the scales seemed like ghastly glimmers from the depths of hell.

But what was more concerning was the upward-facing Dragon Tail behind it—its three claws clamped together, crazily devouring sea currents and shadows.

Having dealt with Mother Scarlet and the Unborn Void God, David Jones could recognize the pervasive sense of corruption on the dragon that an ordinary Trainer might easily overlook or, worse, become infected by without realizing, but not in his eyes—there was nowhere to hide.

“Another Demonic Mysterious Beast, and it’s the infamous Abyssal Mystery Dragon among the ancient dragons!”

David Jones’s heart sank, and he turned to look at the Flower Spirit.

Being able to witness the form of the Abyssal Mystery Dragon and survive within its corruption, this Elf clearly had a high immunity to Mystery Power, displaying an extraordinary Talent.