School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start-Chapter 114 --Becoming a Master

However, the water monkey’s realm only reached the grandmaster-tier before its ascent slowed and then gradually faded.

Owen heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Grandmaster-tier, but it lacks the oppressive force typical of a grandmaster. It seems like it was artificially propelled to grandmaster using arcanergy, somewhat hollow and unstable."

The black protodragon’s eyes flickered with light as it sighed, "You underestimate Demons. Upon entering our continent, they rapidly ascend in realm, and their learning speed is incredibly fast. They’ll soon master the essence of being a grandmaster."

"If they comprehend Mystic Technique, that would spell disaster."

"Mystic Technique?" Owen furrowed his brow, unfamiliar with the term.

The Grand Magus Academy had scarce information about grandmasters, and Owen hadn’t delved into it, considering that he was only diamond-tier when he arrived at the Academy, far from the grandmaster-tier.

"Simply put, a master is proficient in a particular specialty, like a fire-based master specializing in fire-based spells. But to step into the grandmaster realm, one must thoroughly understand various magical disciplines and become an all-around powerhouse. At that point, the spells used, although covering different attributes, are referred to as Mystic Techniques. Describing them as single-attribute spells would be somewhat inadequate."

Owen blinked, realizing he had stumbled upon valuable insights.

Despite the peril, he was learning about the path to grandmaster.

Barlo had never mentioned this to him.

No wonder when he became a Gold Divine Dragon, the dragons were so elated, to the point where even the God of Dragons descended personally to help him stabilize the surge of energy.

Now it was clear, the lineage of Gold Divine Dragons was truly exceptional, naturally possessing maximum affinity with all elements.

This meant that a Gold Divine Dragon, if it could grow smoothly, was destined to be a grandmaster.

Owen clicked his tongue in amazement, marveling at his own immense potential.

A sense of secret delight filled his heart, only to be extinguished as he looked at the dark water monkey.

"Maybe there’s a future outside," he murmured to himself.

"Exactly," the black protodragon replied solemnly.

"That’s why I’ll give you the Heart of the Ocean. You’ll have a fierce battle with the water monkey until your dragon elders arrive, understand?"

"Heart of the Ocean?" Owen’s eyebrows raised in surprise.

Was he really about to receive the Heart of the Ocean he had longed for?

"I’ll take the risk," Owen gritted his teeth.

"Fortune favors the bold, and the timid starve. Let’s do this."

The black protodragon wasn’t worried about Owen fleeing with the Heart of the Ocean.

It took a deep breath, swirling like a whirlwind, and then exhaled a heavy mist.

Loka City was blanketed in a sky-blue hue, the mist spreading once again.

Raindrops began to fall, pitter-pattering rapidly, and soon, it was raining.

A deep blue orb slowly flowed from the black protodragon’s mouth.

Owen felt as if he was witnessing an ocean, rolling towards him in waves.

"Is this the Heart of the Ocean?" he was mesmerized.

It was a simple blue orb, devoid of any intricate patterns, yet it seemed to contain the most beautiful aspects of the world, captivating and enchanting.

"The Heart of the Ocean?" Phyllis, who had been focused on the water monkey, couldn’t take her eyes off the orb the moment it appeared.

The Heart of the Ocean was too conspicuous.

The entirety of Loka City seemed to fade into obscurity, its only brilliance emanating from the Heart of the Ocean.

In the sky, it was the sole point of light, drawing all eyes towards it.

"It’s truly the Heart of the Ocean, I can feel an unprecedented vitality!"

"My wounds are healing on their own. Is this the miraculous effect of the Heart of the Ocean’s emanations?"

"My Tier Barrier is being continuously struck. I can feel my arcanergy moving at an incredible speed. It’s said that the Heart of the Ocean has the power to break through realms, and it seems to be true."

"Wow, this is insane! I’m so far from the Heart of the Ocean, yet I can feel my arcanergy surging. Is this the effect of a semi-divine artifact?"

"It’s unbelievable."

"..."

Finn and the others were stunned as well.

The Heart of the Ocean, so fiercely contested among the sea race, ultimately ended up in Owen’s hands.

"The sir’s fortune is truly formidable. Perhaps the Goddess of Fate stands by his side."

"It’s destiny, after all. In the end, it’s sir who has obtained it."

"Ah, I’m so envious."

Finn and his companions harbored no jealousy, for they were part of Owen’s lineage.

The stronger Owen became, the more they stood to gain.

Their hearts were filled with envy and deep respect.

Owen, now in possession of the Heart of the Ocean, would only become more formidable.

"Swallow it," the black protodragon exhaled towards the Heart of the Ocean, sending it floating towards Owen.

Observing the white mist swirling around the Heart of the Ocean, Owen glanced at the black protodragon.

He could see clearly; this artifact had come from the black protodragon’s mouth.

The black protodragon, noticing Owen’s expression, understood his thoughts.

"A divine artifact remains pure, even if cast into mud and swamps, it won’t sully itself in the slightest. What are you hesitating for?"

Owen chuckled awkwardly.

"You misunderstood," he said.

Opening his mouth, the Heart of the Ocean slid in.

It felt like swallowing a piece of water, with no sensation of ingesting something foreign.

A flash of blue light sparkled in Owen’s eyes, and his arcanergy surged like a tsunami.

"Boom--"

It was like a dam bursting open.

The arcanergy in his body directly struck his realm barrier, and he instantly stepped into the master-tier.

Secrets of thunder-based spells, golden holy light, and various other disciplines exploded in his mind like never before.

Streams of countless information wildly flowed through Owen’s mind, transporting him to an unprecedented world.

The sky was overcast with dense clouds, and atop a mountain stood a godlike figure.

His body was robust and powerful, muscles sculpted like hardened steel, as if forged from iron.

Enveloping him was a purple halo of thunder and lightning, with blue sparks flickering through his golden, wheat-like hair.

He suddenly raised the hammer in his hand.

The dark clouds in the sky began to swirl, forming a massive vortex, its tip right above his head.

Lightning danced around him, as if cheering, celebrating the grand spectacle that was about to unfold.

A colossal bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking the ground directly.

In that moment, the entire valley was illuminated by the lightning, bright as daylight.

The ground was torn apart by the lightning, rocks were blasted into the air, trees charred, everything trembling under the power of the lightning.

Before Owen could fully absorb the experience, the vision shifted again.

Dim, yellow light barely illuminated a narrow corridor, surrounded by an impenetrable darkness.

The air was thick with a nauseating, putrid smell.

Scattered on the ground were various limbs and severed body parts, with blood converging into small streams that flowed slowly.

The walls were covered in dense, matted cracks, resembling the claw marks of some unknown creature.

These fissures exuded an evil aura, sending shivers down one’s spine with just a glance.

In this sinister place, various Demons roamed freely.

Their forms were diverse; some had sharp fangs, others were clad in hard shells...

Their eyes were filled with cruelty and greed, mouths dripping with blood, their foul saliva dripping onto the ground.

This was the abyss, the most evil and terrifying place in the world.

No one knew how to reach this place, nor did anyone wish to be tainted by it even in the slightest.

Suddenly, a beam of holy light shone in this dark corridor.

A Gold Divine Dragon descended from the sky.

Its body was immensely large, its scales shimmering like gold, radiating a blinding light.

Its eyes were like two bright stars.

When it spread its wings, it seemed to cover the entire sky.

Owen was astounded.

This Gold Divine Dragon was in its full glory, the ultimate mature form of a Gold Divine Dragon.

The Gold Divine Dragon released golden holy light, illuminating the entire abyss.

It was an indescribable, spectacular sight.

Countless Demons wailed and writhed in pain under this radiant glow.

Their bodies were penetrated by the golden light, as if being purified and reborn.

They burned in the light, turning to ash.

Their screams echoed throughout the abyss...

Suddenly, Owen’s consciousness was yanked back to Loka City.

A system’s electronic voice resonated in his mind:

[Congratulations, host, on becoming a master and unlocking a part of the bloodline of the Gold Divine Dragon. You have gained the bloodline arcana ’Sacred Pure Radiance’ and the thunder-based spell ’Thunder God’s Blade Call’.]

Owen’s eyes turned a deep blue, and waves of vitality surged around him.

"Good, this gives me an edge in the battle with the water monkey."

The transformation continued; the power of the Heart of the Ocean hadn’t fully dissipated yet.

The life force from the Heart of the Ocean was incredibly vigorous.

Owen’s body was continuously washed over by the essence of pure life, a truly nourishing force.

Owen’s Gold Divine Dragon bloodline ascended to a new level.

Compared to his blood before, it was like gold dusted off its grime.

Now, his blood shimmered golden, intertwined with hints of green and blue light, exuding an otherworldly aura.

Even his bones were remodeled.

Golden bones covered with purple lightning patterns, stronger than any master’s.

His realm continued to rise unstoppably.