Everyone looked at Kang Shin-mu with ridicule and disdain.
Their expectations of him had been too high, resulting in a huge psychological gap. In addition, Kang Shin-mu did not have many friends to begin with, so it was normal for him to be ridiculed by so many people.
Jiang Liuxue also lost all interest in Kang Shin-mu and left.
As a genius, she had originally been in awe of Kang Shin-mu. After all, Kang Shin-mu had achieved what she had achieved when she was 20 at the age of 15. If he obtained the inheritance of a powerful divine dragon's essence blood, he would definitely be stronger than her in the future.
But now, when she discovered that Kang Shin-mu had only obtained the essence blood of an ordinary dragon, she immediately knew that he was no longer on the same level as she was, so she naturally lost interest in him.
The youth with the bunched-up hair, Jiang Qingyun, and the few followers behind him constantly ridiculed Kang Shin-mu, but Kang Shin-mu silently lowered his head and did not say a word.
His mind was in a mess. He could not understand why he had only obtained the essence blood of an eighty-foot ordinary dragon. Although this black dragon seemed a little strange, it could not change the fact that it was only an ordinary dragon.
So many people around him were ridiculing him, but he did not even hear them. He was muddle-headed.
Unknowingly, he had clenched his fists so tightly that his nails were digging into his flesh. His eyes were bloodshot. It was too difficult for him to accept the fact that he had only obtained the inheritance of an ordinary dragon.
But in this state, he suddenly felt that the black dragon's essence blood in his body seemed to be heating up. It was gradually boiling, and he had an urge to devour something.
This strange feeling made Kang Shin-mu feel even stranger. There was definitely something special about the black dragon's essence blood, but he just did not know what it was.
This urge to devour spread throughout his body, causing the essence blood in his body to heat up. His eyes were bloodshot and even slightly black, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
The surrounding noise could not reach his ears, and all the blood in his body seemed to be burning!
"Just what secrets is this black dragon hiding?
What does my father's disappearance have to do with this black dragon? "Kang Shin-mu clenched his teeth, using all his strength to resist the boiling urge to devour.
After an unknown amount of time, Kang Shin-mu finally managed to restrain the strange urge to devour. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat, drenching his clothes.
He didn't think too much about it. Clenching his fists, he quickly left the crowd and disappeared.
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Grand Prince Palace.
Kang Shin-mu returned to his mother's room and stood outside the door, unable to move.
"Mother?"
He felt that he had let his mother down. Without a doubt, his mother had high expectations of him and hoped that he could inherit the blood essence of a powerful divine dragon. But now, he could only transform into an ordinary dragon.
The difference between this and their expectations was simply too great!
Fresh blood slowly flowed down from Kang Shin-mu's hand. Veins popped out all over his body, and his eyes were filled with a muddle-headed look.
At this moment, a burly and imposing figure suddenly walked over from the road. When he saw Kang Shin-mu, he paused for a moment before continuing to walk over to him.
"Shenwu, how do you feel?"
This person's voice was rather deep, with a hint of concern in his tone.
When Kang Shin-mu heard this voice, he suddenly came to his senses. He raised his head and discovered that the person was indeed his uncle, Jiang Rong!
This burly and imposing figure wore a black robe and carried an ancient sword on his back. He had a small beard and was Kang Shin-mu's uncle, Jiang Rong. He was also the elder brother of the Jiang tribe's missing patriarch, Jiang Zizai.
Jiang Zizai had been missing for ten years. During this long period of time, only Jiang Rong had taken care of Kang Shin-mu and his mother. Therefore, in the Jiang tribe, the only person Kang Shin-mu could trust was Jiang Rong.
"Me?
I only inherited the blood of an ordinary dragon. "When Kang Shin-mu opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse. It sounded like he was in a very dispirited state.
Hearing this, Jiang Rong patted him on the shoulder. His hand was broad and strong. "Shenwu, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Inheriting the blood is not something you can decide. Fortunately, your talent is better than everyone else's. As long as you improve your realm fast enough, you may not be a match for the inheritors of the True Dragon or Sky Dragon."
These words served as a reminder to Kang Shin-mu.
Yes, whether it was an ordinary dragon, a true dragon, or even a Sky Dragon, they were all just inheriting the blood. The quality of the dragon transformation was different, but in fact, the strength of the Divine Dragon was not completely determined by this.
The realms of martial arts were divided into several levels. The first level, the True Martial Realm, was the time to lay the foundation. There were nine levels in total. After breaking through the True Martial Realm, one could attempt to transform into a dragon.
When Kang Shin-mu was fifteen years old, he broke through the ninth level of the True Martial Realm. As long as he inherited the blood of the Divine Dragon and successfully transformed into a dragon, he could step into the Dragon Ascension Realm!
Now, Kang Shin-mu was at the first level of the Dragon Ascension Realm.
Cultivation realm was also a major factor in determining the strength of a Divine Dragon warrior. Compared with inheriting the blood, the gap in cultivation realm was the biggest gap in strength between warriors.
For example, a warrior at the first level of the Dragon Ascension Realm who had just transformed into a dragon would not be a match for a warrior at the ninth level of the Dragon Ascension Realm who had transformed into a dragon for many years.
Even if a warrior at the first level of the Dragon Ascension Realm inherited the blood of a Sky Dragon, and a warrior at the ninth level of the Dragon Ascension Realm only inherited the blood of an ordinary dragon, the Sky Dragon would not be a match for an ordinary dragon.
This was the difference in cultivation realm!
Jiang Rong's words made Kang Shin-mu's eyes glow again. Indeed, although he had only inherited the blood of an ordinary dragon, his cultivation talent was much stronger than that of others.
At the age of fifteen, he had already completed the True Martial Realm and stepped into the first level of the Dragon Ascension Realm. Even ordinary geniuses could not compare with this martial talent!
Imagine, when Kang Shin-mu was twenty years old, if he could reach the ninth level of the Dragon Ascension Realm, then he would definitely win against the genius girl Jiang Liuxue who had transformed into a Sky Dragon.
This was the impact of cultivation realm and talent on a Divine Dragon warrior, which was as important as inheriting the blood!
As long as Kang Shin-mu was willing to continue to work hard, it was not impossible for him to become a strong warrior. Although his future achievements would not be as heaven-defying as Jiang Zizai's, he could at least shut up those who ridiculed and despised him, and let himself and his mother live a better life.
"Many thanks for Uncle's reminder, I understand."
Confidence reappeared in Kang Shin-mu's eyes. That was right, if he continued to be depressed like this, then he would be letting his mother down!
"It's good that you can think it through." Jiang Rong smiled and nodded.
"That's right, Uncle, before my father disappeared, what about the elixirs he left me?
Now that I have transformed into a Dragon, I can take those elixirs and try to break through to the next level. "Kang Shin-mu suddenly thought of something and changed the topic.
Hearing this question, Jiang Rong's expression became a little unnatural, but he quickly adjusted himself and said with a smile, "Now is not the time. You also know that the medicinal pill your father left for you has a very strong medicinal effect and is not suitable for a Divine Dragon who has just stepped into the Ascending Dragon stage. You should wait until your cultivation realm is higher, otherwise it will only harm you."
"En."
Hearing this, Kang Shin-mu nodded, but he felt a little strange in his heart.
First, why did Jiang Rong's expression become unnatural?
Second, didn't he say that he would give all those elixirs to him when he transformed into a Dragon??
However, although Kang Shin-mu felt that it was strange, he did not point it out. Instead, he bid farewell to Jiang Rong and turned to enter the house to see his mother.
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Entering the house, Gu Yuerou, who was also Kang Shin-mu's mother, was still lying on the antique wooden bed.
There was still no clue as to her illness. She was once an existence that could transform into a Dragon, but now, she was so weak that she couldn't even get out of bed and move freely.
Kang Shin-mu stepped into the house and upon seeing his mother, his heart felt a little stifled, "Mother, I'm back."
"Divine Martial, have you transformed into a Dragon?"
Hearing Kang Shin-mu's voice, Gu Yuerou was a little excited and wanted to sit up from the bed.
"En, but??
I only obtained the inherited blood essence of a Mortal Dragon, and the Mortal Dragon I transformed into is only eight feet long. It can't even compare to an ordinary Mortal Dragon. "
Kang Shin-mu said in a deep voice. Although there was still a sense of defeat in his voice, it no longer had the muddle-headedness from before. Instead, it was filled with fighting spirit.
Although Uncle Jiang Rong had some problems, what he said was right. The increase in cultivation realm could also allow Kang Shin-mu to become an expert.
"Mortal Dragon??"
Gu Yuerou's voice paused, but she quickly comforted him, "Divine Martial, you don't have to be discouraged. There are also experts among Mortal Dragons. For example, in our Jiang tribe, there are many experts who have inherited Mortal Dragon blood essence. They are not inferior to those who have inherited True Dragon blood essence."
"En, Mother, I will work hard."
Kang Shin-mu nodded. He had thought it through. Mortal Dragons might not be inferior. Most importantly, the Black Dragon's inherited blood essence that he had obtained seemed to be somewhat strange.
Just now, there was an urge to devour that lingered in his body. This made Kang Shin-mu feel that the Mortal Dragon's inheritance that he had obtained might be special in some way, and not necessarily inferior.
"It's good that you understand."
Gu Yuerou saw that Kang Shin-mu did not seem to be discouraged, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She was most afraid that her son would know that he had inherited the Mortal Dragon blood essence, and then become disheartened and lose his goal.
From the looks of it, the situation was not bad.
"Oh yes, Mother, I just saw Uncle outside the house. It was a little strange." Kang Shin-mu immediately recounted what had just happened with his brows slightly furrowed.
Hearing this, Gu Yuerou gently smiled, "Those pills are nothing. Before your father disappeared, the greatest wealth he left for you was not those pills!"
Hearing this, Kang Shin-mu was rather surprised. He had never known of such a thing.