“Found you, my old companion.”
Xiadam returned to the place where they had fallen, searching everywhere, and finally found a Kingdom Knight Broadsword in the dirt pit.
This was her beloved sword that she had used for half her life, though it was just an ordinary mass-produced Knight Sword.
It couldn’t be called a legendary weapon, but it wasn’t some cheap street stall item either.
Its only unique feature was that it was a broadsword, not the usual double-edged sword. The blade was wider, the body heavier, making it ideal for hacking.
This kind of broadsword was specially designed to deal with thick-skinned monsters; a lighter sword wouldn’t do much damage.
However, her skills had already reached the Sword Saint Realm of Using Grass as Sword—any sword was the same in her hands.
But…
The past is the past! Now is now!
Xiadam went back to the riverside, drew her Knight Sword, and skinned the Demon Bear.
It took her half a day just to peel off the whole bearskin.
“Phew~ My strength… is so weak.”
Xiadam was panting, exhausted, her slender arms numb.
The White Dragon Girl didn’t help at all. She was hugging the Dragon Egg and had fallen asleep at the side, slowly recovering her mana.
Xiadam woke the White Dragon Girl up, asked her to breathe a little Dragon Breath to start a fire, and then let her go back to sleep.
The campfire was lit, and she roasted some bear paw to fill her stomach.
“No one’s coming to hunt us down. The Surpreme Sage used Super Long-Range Locating Magic, so the person isn’t nearby.”
Xiadam sat by the fire to rest and warm herself, but after nightfall, the temperature plummeted.
With her thin body and ragged clothes, even sitting by the fire, she couldn’t withstand the cold night wind.
This made Xiadam miss her lost old man’s body even more.
That superhuman physique she had trained to the point where she could ride Dragons high in the sky without any problem.
Fortunately, she was well prepared. After quickly finishing the bear meat, she wrapped herself tightly in the bearskin, curled up into a ball to resist the night wind, and fell asleep warmly.
But after a while, Xiadam woke up again, dragged the bearskin over, and wrapped up the White Dragon Girl to sleep together.
Although she didn’t think an Ancient Dragon would be afraid of the cold wind.
The second day after becoming a girl.
Xiadam, still asleep, suddenly felt it hard to breathe.
She snapped her eyes open and realized she was being used as a body pillow by the White Dragon Girl. No wonder it was so warm, but she almost suffocated.
After getting up, Xiadam discovered that the mountain of bear meat left over from yesterday had all disappeared!
The Black Dragon Egg had somehow rolled into the now-burned-out stone stove?
What kind of hellish scene was this?
But judging by the strength of this Dragon Egg, Xiadam didn’t think the firewood would harm it in the slightest.
It’s called a Dragon Egg, but this was an Ancient Dragon Egg.
What was inside surpassed the limits of living beings—something extraordinary.
Ancient Dragons and Dragons only differed by one character, but were actually two completely different races, like the difference between gods and humans.
It must have been the White Dragon Girl who stole all the bear meat, but Ancient Dragons clearly didn’t need to eat to survive.
“Look at what you’ve done!”
Xiadam immediately delivered a merciless karate chop to the White Dragon Girl.
After being woken up, the White Dragon Girl looked completely innocent.
Xiadam scolded her, pointing at the Black Dragon Egg, and told her to protect it well.
No hugging her to sleep, no stealing food, no sleeping in late—she nagged for a whole morning, truly acting like a nagging old woman.
“You ate all the bear meat, so go catch some fish for me.”
“Ribbit?”
“Don’t play dumb, I know you can understand me.”
Xiadam cut the bearskin in half, making one large and one small Bearskin Cloak.
She personally draped the big Bearskin Cloak over the White Dragon Girl, finally able to cover up her dazzling body.
Her own eyes could finally look at her properly.
“I’m going to chop some wood.” Xiadam picked up her Knight Sword.
“Uuuuuu!” The White Dragon Girl reached out to grab her, then pointed at herself.
“What do you mean?” Xiadam glared at her, though she knew exactly what she meant.
The White Dragon Girl’s meaning was: I’ll chop the wood, you go fish.
Or to put it another way: strong and capable me will chop wood, while you, a weakling who can’t even wring a chicken’s neck, should go fish.
Xiadam refused to admit defeat and went to chop wood with her Knight Sword, but her hands cramped up before she managed to fell a single small tree.
“Guh…”
She was gasping for breath, drenched in sweat, her arms too weak to lift.
The White Dragon Girl just watched quietly from the side, then casually pointed, firing a precise, compressed Dragon Breath laser that easily sliced through a tree.
“I could do that before too; now I just don’t have the right tools. Give me an axe and a saw, and I’d have toppled the whole forest by now.” Xiadam was still stubborn.
“Fine, my fishing skills are top-notch anyway, so I’ll go fish. You chop some wood for me, it’s for building a house, so don’t cut it too small.” Xiadam gave herself an out and obediently went to fish.
The White Dragon Girl smiled slightly, her face showing a weird expression of wanting to laugh but trying not to overdo it.
Xiadam went to the creek, took off her Bearskin Cloak, rolled up her pants, and stepped into the icy water.
She gripped her sword in reverse, eyed the water’s surface, and suddenly stabbed down, then flipped the blade up.
A big fish was skewered precisely by the sword tip and thrown onto the bank.
“Looks like my sword skills haven’t gotten rusty just because I turned into a girl.”
Poor Xiadam began to comfort herself.
Her swordsmanship and combat experience wouldn’t disappear just because her body got weaker; they were all etched into her very being.
But Xiadam also knew that many of her advanced sword techniques couldn’t be performed with this body.
Because her strength was too low, and her stamina was lacking.
She could only stab fish now; stabbing people might not even be effective.
“Hopefully it’s only temporary. I hope I can train and return to my peak.” Xiadam muttered softly.
Her little feet were freezing, so she finally climbed out of the creek.
But she had caught several big fish, enough to eat for a while.
Though this forest was remote, its food resources were plentiful. At the same time, it was also very dangerous—an ordinary person encountering a Demon Bear-level monster would be doomed.
There were no Human Race settlements nearby, for only one reason: there must be some powerful, nearly unkillable monster here.
Xiadam returned next door to supervise the White Dragon Girl’s work.
Within a fifty-meter radius, all the trees had been felled.
The White Dragon Girl was using Dragon Breath laser to sharpen logs, then effortlessly lifted them with one hand and drove them into the ground to stand upright.
“…” Xiadam’s eyes widened, stunned on the spot.
The White Dragon Girl set up log after log, and in no time, a wall was already built.
“Why hasn’t your strength weakened!?” Xiadam shouted in surprise.
“Hmm?” The White Dragon Girl stopped, looked back at her, and pretended to wave her little fist in confusion, putting on a show.
Each swing of her fist stirred up a wind so sharp it could tear space.
Her face was full of dissatisfaction, as if to say: My strength really has gotten weaker!
An Ancient Dragon could destroy the Human Territory’s strongest city with a single slap.
So, compared to before, the White Dragon Girl’s strength had indeed become weaker.
“I… I can’t accept this!”
Xiadam yelled, running over in a huff to try moving some logs.
Her face turned red from effort, but she couldn’t lift them at all.
The White Dragon Girl walked over, as if to mock her, and easily lifted the log Xiadam couldn’t move with just one hand, continuing to build the house.