Chapter 449 - 22: Clan and the Water God’s Divine Soul

Layers of fine, grayish-white scales appeared on his body, and the flesh he had torn open himself had completely regenerated.

The City Guard stared in amazement at his scaled hand. He focused his senses, feeling the Magic Power within his body and the Elements in the outside world... Then, he shouted in joyous surprise, "It’s true! It’s completely blocked!"

"No, not blocked, but it has almost no effect! The elemental stagnation of the outside world barely affects me anymore!"

He laughed heartily, stroking the Dragon Scales on his body over and over. His excitement was palpable. The eyes of all the onlooking Professionals brightened, and beside Su Zhou, the faces of the alchemists and Alchemists who had worked overtime, rushing to create the potion, were once again radiant, their joy irrepressible.

Su Zhou nodded slightly. ’Pain isn’t a big deal; effectiveness is what matters most. After all, this era doesn’t have the luxury of Earth, where even deworming medicine is made to taste good.’

The potion’s effects lasted for one hour. After an hour, the power contained within the potion dissipated, and the Dragon Scales on the City Guard’s body gradually vanished. The flesh he had torn open had also completely healed—it seemed the potion had a partial regenerative effect as well.

However, according to the City Guard himself, he felt the potion’s effects hadn’t completely faded. A small amount of power still lingered within his body, considerably increasing his resistance to the elemental stagnation.

This brave soldier requested another bottle of the potion. But after enduring the agonizing period as it took effect and waiting for the scales to disappear again, the residual power in his body did not increase.

’So, it’s only effective the first time?’

Su Zhou wasn’t surprised. Many Magic Potions were like this: the first dose would grant a permanent increase to one’s Attributes, but subsequent doses would not. The permanent effect of the Dragon Scale Potion, it seemed, was a certain element-stabilizing ability that increased resistance to environments with elemental stagnation.

Even a small amount was incredibly precious, enough to change an environment where an ordinary person would die into one where they merely felt uncomfortable.

’In that case, I can proceed with the second step of my plan.’

Seeing that the potion was effective, Su Zhou decided to strike while the iron was hot and disseminate the relevant Mimic Dao Skill in Naisel City.

Of course, it wouldn’t be something as complex as the Dragon Transformation Technique, nor would it be like Spore, which offered so much freedom that it was useless for the average person. What Su Zhou planned to teach was the most common Cultivation Technique: the ’Immortal Dragon Scale’. Focusing on just this one scale couldn’t be that difficult. Furthermore, with the potion as a catalyst to let them personally experience the sensation of a Dragon Scale, cultivating it wouldn’t be hard at all.

Even an ordinary person could probably achieve a permanent Immortal Dragon Scale effect after just a few years of Cultivation.

This was Su Zhou’s plan for helping the common people of the Tartadis World. After all, he might not be able to find the Silent Lord’s avatar, and stopping the end of the Era was likely a task beyond someone who had just reached the Commander Tier. Afterward, he still had to search for traces of the Wind God, which meant he probably didn’t have much time to stay here.

Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime. Handing out the Dragon Scale Potion was a temporary fix; the Mimic Dao Cultivation Method was what Su Zhou truly wanted to popularize.

And just as Su Zhou began teaching the Mimic Dao Cultivation Method to the assembled Professional representatives right there in the plaza, Yara clicked its tongue in the Soul Space. "You’re already starting to create your own Clan at the Commander Tier."

"It’s still very basic and simple. Strictly speaking, they don’t count as a real Clan yet, but what you’re doing is no different from creating one."

’A Clan?’ Su Zhou asked back in his mind, confused. ’Me?’

"Precisely. A Race that has you at the apex of its ecological niche."

Yara didn’t mind clearing up Su Zhou’s confusion and spoke with ease. "For example, humanity is the Sun’s Clan. The vast majority of life on Earth belongs to the Sun’s Clan."

"Why do flowers and grasses have branches and leaves? Why do rivers flow? Why do most schools of fish live in the Shallow Sea? What is the ultimate source of energy for human activity? It is all the brilliance of the sun. The sun’s light and heat forged the ecosystem of your Earth, allowing all things to sprout and grow."

The vast majority of natural life forms are the Clan of a Fixed Star. Of course, the Multiverse is full of wonders, and there are always many exceptions. But both Su Zhou and Yara knew perfectly well that you can’t use an exception as an example.

The Clan Yara spoke of, in essence, is life born attached to some powerful being. That powerful being is the Clan’s ultimate goal. The entire ecosystem exists because of that powerful being. All things exist by borrowing Its power, and all living beings are born from Its power.

This realm has a very clear name among the Universal Seventh Tier, and it is the highest of them all.

Its name is the ’Creator’ Realm.

"Generally speaking, only those who reach the Creator Realm can have a Clan. At that point, even if you unintentionally leave behind a mere trace of your power, that power will give birth to a Race, and you will be the origin of that Race."

Yara chuckled as it spoke, as if recalling something pleasant. "Observing them is quite an interesting affair... But I’m getting sidetracked. Su Zhou, your actions right now are, in fact, the deliberate creation of a Race related to you."