How to Be a Successful Magical Pet - Chapter 17

“The appearance of the dragon we saw on Mount Oceanus resembled that of the silver dragon, but its use of pure power of light… and that dragon’s rank was no higher than the lower level of the holy rank, which doesn’t match the evil dragon that has the ability to devour gods in the records. In addition, I had felt a magical power equivalent to the full power of the legendary magical artifact, only that it disappeared before we could find the source.”

The young monk in white robes knelt humbly on the carpet. Across from him on the silk sofa leaned a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament, listening to his report with equanimity.

The man appeared to be in his thirties or forties, and didn’t have a beard. His features were the unique deep and hard features of the inhabitants of the northern holy land, as if he were a statue carved out of alabaster. His expression was full of love, and the power of light on his body was thick and pure, almost like the incarnation of the God of Light on earth.

He nodded slightly and comforted kindly, “This operation isn’t a complete failure. At least the scope of the target we are looking for has been narrowed down one more step. I will take care of the matters of Hylia Academy and the Mercenary Union. So you will stay here and further explore the secrets of that mountain range.”

“Yes, Lord Gwyn.” The young monk pressed his hand to his chest in a curtsy, praising the name of the God of Light and retreated.

The man sitting on the sofa withdrew the gentle light in his eyes, his eyes darkened slightly. He opened an ancient notebook on his lap, and with his fingertips pointing at the words that weren’t exactly the same as those in the common language of the continent nowadays, and slowly read on.

“The Favored One and his companions traveled to the divide between light and darkness, and used the Six Divine Seals to bury the evil dragon that rebelled against God. From then on, light has shone throughout the world, and the original gods and demons have withdrawn from the continent of Ripertiere forever.”

Winchester’s fingers also skimmed over the same words, and in a mellow and gentle voice he read the last paragraph of this volume of History of Gods and Demons.

Ye Chi’s claw tips followed the slender fingers across the paper, learning to pronounce words on by one and memorizing their shapes. He used the book as a vocabulary manual, focusing mostly on the words and not quite remembering the overall meaning even after reading them, so Winchester would explain the content to him again.

However, regarding this paragraph, he didn’t repeat it as recorded in the book, but told a completely different part of history.

“The people of the church have always thought that Frost sealed the Chaos Demon Dragon with the six artifacts, so they wanted to find the sealing place and take out the artifacts and the dragon’s body to use them. In fact, this record was first fabricated by us. And the real thing sealed there is the godhead of the original God of Creation, and my body is the seal that replaces the artifacts.”

“Before the death of the God of Creation, he intercepted a portion of the God of Light’s divine essence so that he couldn’t come back to the continent, and gave it to Frost along with his own godhead and asked him to seal them. At that time, we didn’t have any divine artifacts at hand to use, so I swallowed the godhead and used my own body to block the divine essence. Then Frost and the others collected a few legendary magical artifacts to lay down a sealing array, and we finally managed to hide them from the god of light.”

Winchester’s eyes closed slightly, and a trace of nostalgia and bitterness flowed out of his smile, “Later on, they established the Hylia Academy beside this mountain range, and utilized the power of the six legendary magical artifacts in the sealing array to help me condense this body so that I could live with them. But those companions have all disappeared in the long river of history. And only I have survived until now because of the long life of the dragon race…”

Ye Chi was so sad that he almost shed tears for him. In his previous lives he was always the one who died, so it was so immersive to listen to this story where everyone else was dead and he was the only one left alive. Winchester had really been through a lot.

He wiped the wet tip of his nose and climbed up from Winchester’s lap, standing up, he tried his best to open his arms and lie on Winchester’s chest, his round cheeks rubbing against his broad chest, “I’m not going to die. I’m going to live for a long time…”

Since he has become a magical beast, if he doesn’t die in an accident, he can at least live for a few hundred to a thousand years, right? Although not as long as the dragon race which has a lifespan of tens of thousands of years…

No, Winchester swallowed the godhead; shouldn’t he become a god directly? Why did he have to seal his body and rely on this body, formed from magic power, that can’t even go to the campus?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he couldn’t help but ask.

The sadness in Winchester’s expression had long been withdrawn. He rubbed his index finger between Ye Chi’s eyebrows, and explained seriously, “Divine power is not that easy to absorb. Except for a beast with a devouring bloodline like you, if a person absorbs too much, his or her body won’t be able to withstand it and will explode. My original body is still the sacred dragon created by the God of Creation. But it almost collapsed because it couldn’t handle the power and fell into deep sleep. You’re still young; don’t touch power you can’t handle!”

The last sentence was said in a very stern manner, which immediately dispelled Ye Chi’s eagerness to save him. However, looking at the little panda in his arms with his head slightly hanging down and the light in his eyes disappearing, Winchester’s heart softened again. And he decided to comfort this little one.

He closed the history book and brought the clothes that had fallen when Ye Chi transformed in front of his eyes, “Put on your clothes. I’ll teach you how to use human magic.”

This is really great! If he can really learn magic, he won’t have reincarnated into this continent in vain.

Ye Chi was overjoyed, and his temporarily depression was washed away by this joy. He immediately transformed into his human form, put on his clothes carelessly, and rushed to drag Winchester outside.

Winchester pulled him by the hand, pressed him into his lap and said, “You should tidy up your clothes even if you’re in a hurry, so you don’t fall on your face as soon as you leave the house.”

The clothes were made to fit Winchester’s body. And not only were they too big for Ye Chi, but the legs of his pants were much longer, and his robe was also dragged on the ground. He himself was nearly 5’11”, and wasn’t considered short anywhere in the past; however, after arriving in this world, except for Evan’s short robe, he had never worn anything that wasn’t too long.

Winchester’s clothes weren’t as baggy as the one he picked up before, but the part that dragged on the ground wasn’t short either. Ye Chi’s waist was pressed by a big hand, so he had to roll up his trouser legs obediently. And he also rolled up his sleeves, revealing a white wrist with fair skin.

Only then was Winchester willing to let him go. And he took another belt, folded up the robe at the waist, and tied it firmly for him, so that Ye Chi wouldn’t stumble over his feet. After tying it up, a slender and straight waistline appeared. And the whole person became more energetic, and walked with even greater strides, rushing to the flat grass outside in a few steps.

This was the first time Ye Chi came into contact with magic. Winchester didn’t directly teach him how to cast spells. He only talked about the basic classification of human magic, that is, the origins and respective strengths and weaknesses of the three major types of magics, namely: Divine Magic, Undead Magic, and Elemental Magic.

Because Ye Chi is a magical pet, he often has to face those types of magic in battle. If he doesn’t have enough understanding, he won’t be able to unravel them in a targeted way. Moreover, the blood inheritance in his body has not yet been activated, and he doesn’t have his own innate magic. So he can only rely on reciting incantations and mobilizing the various elements in the air to cast spells like humans do.

Ye Chi humbly accepted his senior’s advice and continued to start with meditation – this time, instead of absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, he felt the various colors of natural elements in the air. He sat cross-legged on the grass and listened to Winchester’s guidance, “You yourself have devoured a lot of light power, so your affinity for the light element will be higher when you meditate. Relax and feel the closeness of the elements around your body…”

He tried to relax and feel his surroundings, but he could still only feel the essence of the sun flowing down over his head, as well as the “Heavenly Demon Transformation Chapter” in his sea of consciousness that was trying to come out to make its presence felt.

When he saw this book, he couldn’t help but think of the guide who only caused trouble and the system that had never been of any use. Other magical beasts had some magic that they could use when fighting. He even absorbed the legendary magic artifact, and his demonic power was sufficient to be able to take on a human form. Why couldn’t this stupid book provide a method for casting spells?

As if in response to his complaint, the ancient book in his mind finally turned a page lazily, revealing the second stage of “The Law of Shapeshifting”, the more advanced technique – “The Law of Regenerative Borrowing”. This technique is simple to practice and convenient to use, and can be used to borrow a person’s power while transforming into that person’s image.

Although it is well written, this technique is actually useless. In order to borrow the power of others, one must first consume the other person’s essence, and the more one consumes, the more power one can borrow.

He didn’t know why, but when he saw the word “essence”, he had a bad feeling. TV shows like Liao Zhai, Fengshen Bang, and A Chinese Ghost Story came crashing down on him, making his heart feel cold.

From absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, to absorbing the pure magic power of the magical artifact, and now it’s all been changed to absorbing essence… Is there no bottom line?

If he did this kind of thing, if he didn’t immediately get struck by lightning, sooner or later the family of the person whose power he had absorbed would definitely find people from the church of light to hunt him down.

And that guide dared to say he would live well. Was he taking him for a fool?

Besides, if he had a girlfriend to kiss, would he have been reduced to working overtime for dozens of hours and finally dying suddenly in front of his computer?

Ye Chi withdrew from his meditation angrily, stood up from the ground, and with an expression as if he was dying, asked Winchester to leave, “I seem to have learned a new type of magic, but I need to kiss the person in order to obtain their magic power. I want to go to the breeding center and ask Abel for a favor.”

Although Abel is an Ice Breath Tiger, he himself is a panda, so he can no longer be bound by the distinction between humans and beasts. And it’s just a little bit of magic power. At worst, he will transform and catch a few beasts for Abel to compensate her. He believes that the heroic mother will be able to sympathize with him.

Winchester was stunned for a moment, and when he asked about the requirements for casting this special magic, his expression became very complicated. Ye Chi sat on the grass with a sullen face, and was fighting between the two thoughts of “sacrificing his life for magic” and “No way, that’s too much”. When he thought of Abel’s face several times, he felt that she was going to throw him on the ground and cut his throat in the next moment.

Before he could finish his mental preparation, Winchester digested this method of casting magic that could only be described as bizarre, bent down, and put a hand on Ye Chi’s shoulder.

When Ye Chi realized that the scene in front of him wasn’t quite right, a pair of warm and soft lips had already fallen on his lips. The soft tip of his tongue slipped directly in between his slightly opened teeth, gently pressing against the surface of his tongue, and a warm breath came out from the other person’s mouth.

Hold on! Just because he doesn’t accept kissing a beast, doesn’t mean that he will easily accept kissing a man…

Ye Chi’s face was already flushed, and his ears and neck were all red with nervousness. He didn’t even know to close his lips. He froze in place, maintaining that kissing posture.

The kiss didn’t last long, and Winchester slowly raised his head, let go of the hand holding his chin, and asked calmly, “How about that, Can you use my power now?”