Wizard: I Can Refine Everything

Giant Dragons, once the overlords of the Wizard World, were formidable creatures that ruled the skies and lands of the Wizard World.

Long before the Dark Age, wizards had begun researching these creatures. During the Enlightenment period, Dragon Studies even became a universal discipline among wizards.

At that time, wizards from every school had to study Dragon Studies to combat giant dragons.

It was also during this period that wizards conducted extremely detailed research on dragons. From those affected by Dragon Blood to subspecies of dragons bred by collecting life energy from other powerful creatures, and pure-blooded giant dragons, wizards conducted highly detailed studies.

A significant portion of the encrypted notes collected by Richard initially were records of dragon research.

However, this discipline rapidly declined into a branch of the Alchemy School that was neither obscure nor popular after the wizards overthrew the dragons' reign.

And those research achievements had also fallen into piles of old papers.

Now that Richard was practicing the Transformation Battle Body, what could be more suitable than dragons, a powerful race thoroughly researched by wizards?

Moreover, there were many subspecies within dragons, most of which were mixed blood bred by dragons collecting life data from higher-level creatures.

They were naturally in a state of mixed bloodlines.

Integrating them would be like directly merging multiple creature bloodlines.

The more Richard thought about it, the more he believed his idea was brilliant.

He felt he had found a shortcut to quickly master the Transformation Battle Body.

"This idea should work," Richard murmured excitedly to himself, "even if the subspecies of dragons don't work, merging with the pure-blooded Dragon Clan surely won't be a problem.

This is definitely a shortcut!"

Thinking this, he immediately took out the Communication Crystal Ball from his pocket and sent the message about collecting dragon knowledge to Jolod.

"Collect knowledge about dragons?"

Jolod, far away at the Black Tower Wizard Academy, looked at the information in the crystal ball and couldn't help feeling a bit strange.

"Is this kid going to study the Dragon Blood Species? I remember he did research on this before and even made some progress.

Is he picking it up again?"

While muttering to himself, Jolod sent a message to confirm Richard's request.

After getting an affirmation, Jolod didn't hesitate and immediately called Yelena to his laboratory.

"Teacher, you called for me?"

Yelena asked somewhat bewilderedly after being summoned by a message.

She had just been in class when she suddenly received a message from Jolod asking her to come to the laboratory.

"Yes, it's you I need," Jolod sat behind his desk, putting down the crystal ball in his hand, "I remember that your research is on Dragon Blood Species.

Your older classmate just asked me to help him collect some knowledge about dragons. If you have any, you can bring it here.

I'll buy everything with Magic Essence."

"Ah? Is Chax older classmate researching synthetic beasts of dragon type?" Yelena asked curiously.

Jolod shook his head: "Not Chax, it's Richard. Chax himself is running low on Magic Essence, he doesn't have spare funds to collect such things."

"That makes sense." Yelena smiled, "I do have quite a bit of material on giant dragons; I'll bring it over right now."

…

Jolod's efficiency was somewhat beyond Richard's expectations.

In less than two months, Richard had received a large box of dragon research material.

These materials covered everything from the bodily structure of dragons to their habits, personality, and even their family pedigrees, all clearly recorded.

Looking at these materials, Richard could only say that the dragons lost deservingly.

Their family pedigrees were clearly researched by wizards; they didn't stand a chance.

With these materials, Richard's understanding of both dragons and their subspecies was rapidly increasing.

He knew dragons had two hearts, four lung lobes, and that there was a secondary neural center on the dragon's back to help regulate their massive bodies.

He also knew the structure of dragon muscles, neural maps, and even how high a dragon screamed during mating, indicating pain or pleasure.

Richard had never understood a creature so thoroughly, to the extent that he even felt he could sculpt a dragon from living flesh from nothing.

And after sufficiently understanding dragons, Richard found the bloodline of this creature outrageously potent. A Dragon Prince born with Level 1 strength, and as they mature, their strength can directly reach Level 3.

Ordinary dragons can only reach Level 1 after maturity. If they want to advance, they must break through by fighting, letting themselves become a superior dragon.

Otherwise, they rely on the blood gifted by a superior dragon, becoming a "clansperson" of the superior dragon and thus advancing levels.

This also meant that the bloodline of a Level 1 dragon and a Level 3 dragon were completely different in quality.

And the bloodline of a Dragon King was worlds apart from that of an ordinary dragon.

If he wanted to integrate the dragon's bloodline into his Transformation Battle Body, his best option would be to use the blood of a World Master Level dragon.

But in the Wizard World, dragons exceeding Level 3 were all mounts of Great Wizards, their status half a level higher than Three Rings Wizards.

Obtaining their bloodline could be considered a fool's dream.

"Then I can only settle for something less."

Richard rubbed his forehead, then headed towards the entrance of the fourth underground layer.

Richard unlocked the entrance, and what appeared before him was a spacious room.

Inside the room, a massive egg lay at the center of a Magic Array.

"Truly resilient life," Richard remarked softly, looking at the giant egg.

This egg was the Dragon King Egg given to him by a Magic Dwarf, and after obtaining this Dragon King Egg, Richard found some references wanting to hatch it.

However, after such a long time, the life energy of this dragon egg had become very faint.

It was uncertain whether it could be hatched.

Therefore, Richard did not hold much hope; if it hatched, it would be great, if not, he would use it as a primer.

But once the hatching really began, the tenacity of this dragon egg somewhat exceeded Richard's imagination.

After unknown ages, nourished by life energy, this dragon egg began to show signs of vitality.

Now, after hatching for several hundred years, the life energy of the egg grew stronger and stronger, as if it could break the shell at any moment.

Richard walked up to the dragon egg and gently stroked the gigantic golden egg.

After reviewing so much research about giant dragons, Richard knew that this egg had reached its critical moment.

Prior to hatching, dragon eggs did not possess a body or even a soul.

During the hatching process, the interior of the dragon egg would gradually form the body of a young giant dragon, and once the body was complete, the soul of the giant dragon would be born out of it.

Now, there was already a body inside this dragon egg; as soon as the soul was born from the body, he would gain a Dragon Prince.

However, the species of giant dragons had a notably high stillbirth rate.

According to the Wizard's experiments, on average, one out of every five dragon eggs was a dead egg.

Richard really needed this Dragon Prince, so he did not intend to rely solely on luck.

Casually opening a Space Rift, Richard pulled out Ulysses.

"Ulysses, I remember your Annihilation Crows are oviparous too. Do you have any divine arts to ensure the hatching of eggs?"

Ulysses, pulled out unexpectedly, looked at Richard somewhat bewilderedly.

"Indeed I do, but why are you asking this all of sudden... Holy crap, where did you get this thing?"

Ulysses gaped at the Dragon King Egg beside them, his jaw almost dropping.

"Gifted by the Magic Dwarf," Richard said nonchalantly. "This egg was nearly dead, but after being nourished by an array, it came back to life."

"You had something this good and hid it from me?" Ulysses shouted somewhat angrily.

Richard touched his head embarrassedly, "What if I said I originally planned to eat it, would you believe me?"

"So you intended to keep it all to yourself?"

"…Let's change the topic. Do you have such a divine art?"

Ulysses glared at Richard huffingly, then replied, "Yes, such divine arts are essential for a Racial God."

With that, Ulysses's body radiated a layer of Holy Light.

This Holy Light was more than twice as thick as it had been when he was preaching decades ago.

The next moment, a milky-white light beamed from Ulysses's eyes and went straight into the Dragon King Egg.

Subsequently, the enormous dragon egg emitted a faint Holy Light.

Crack!

"Damn, did you just bring it to life direct?"

Richard stared astonished at the dragon egg now showing cracks. The effect of this divine art seemed a bit too powerful—just released it, and the egg hatched.

"It's not a big deal," Ulysses stated calmly. "This divine art is developed by our God of Life specifically for oviparous creatures. Encountering such a nearly-ready-to-hatch egg, nine times out of ten, it hatches directly."

"That's impressive, impressive indeed," Richard repeatedly praised as he gazed at the dragon egg.

The dragon egg had been in this state for over ten years, and without Ulysses's divine art, it's unknown how many more years it would have remained in this state.

The crack in the dragon egg grew larger, and soon, a small dragon claw knocked off a piece of the shell.

Immediately afterward, a creature about the size of a Corgi emerged from the broken shell.

"Why is it so small?"

Richard gazed at the half-human-high Dragon King Egg, quite taken aback.

Such a large Dragon King Egg hatching such a tiny one?

But before Richard could lament further, a force, although weak, yet chillingly majestic, descended upon him.

The young dragon flew in the air, using its uniquely golden eyes to look down on Richard.

It commanded in the Dragon Language, "Servant, go prepare food for me."

"Servant?"

Upon hearing this designation, an odd smile appeared on Richard's face.

Then, a formidable pressure erupted from within Richard, instantly making the dragon in the air stiffen and crash to the ground with a slap.

This giant dragon was formidable indeed, but at this moment, it was only a level 1 creature.

If Richard were of the Dragon Blood Species, perhaps he might be dominated due to bloodline reasons and be unable to resist at this moment.

But Richard was not; he was a Wizard, one who had overthrown the throne of giant dragons, taming them from sovereigns of the Wizard World to servants of Wizards.

Richard approached the young dragon, looking down at it from a height.

"Young dragon, you better recognize the situation.

The era of giant dragons is over."