Refining the True from the False: Becoming a God Starting with Devouring a True Dragon

These gentlemen have lost their conscience!

Wang Qi, his face dark, watched as the burly cook carried a large, fragrant vat of meat past their courtyard gate, leaving behind only a pot of "dragon meat soup" with white rice but no meat. He remained silent.

In the huge iron pot, which was bigger than a bathtub, there was nothing but white stuff; he couldn't see a single speck of oil, let alone any meat.

A group of people worked tirelessly for an hour, polishing the wooden table until it shone, all for the sake of this dragon meat soup...

Wang Qi realized that he was indeed ill and experiencing hallucinations.

I also thought that even if the great dragon could really transform into a real dragon, a little bit of meat wouldn't be of much use.

But he never expected...

The only way for men to greedily consume all the meat is through this method.

Only after the chefs had gone far away did the crowd dare to voice their complaints.

"The county magistrate takes a bite, then the county clerk, the registrar, and the county constable take another bite, then the heads and underlings of the three shifts and six offices share a bite, and all the stewards and strongmen slurp up the soup..."

"They're all gone by the time we get here!"

"What do you mean 'gone'? I bet the water used for this rice porridge was leftover dishwater from making dragon meat soup. Maybe it'll still be useful!"

"Look how thick this rice porridge is, it'll fill you up!"

"We usually have millet and wild vegetable porridge with two dark-colored steamed buns. Today we have white rice porridge, which is good."

Several bailiffs sighed and began serving themselves porridge to pass the time.

Wang Qi never expected that the county officials would even dare to embezzle the gifts given to them by Master Huang.

Aren't you afraid that when Master Huang arrives, someone will rush out and complain about him?

In this Great Tang Dynasty, the military officers of the military government held the power of life and death over the county officials.

Moreover, Master Huang was capable of slaying a giant dragon, so his status in the military government was definitely far higher than that of the county magistrate.

That's enough...

Wang Qi took a deep breath and looked at the white rice porridge.

He picked up the bowl and swallowed the entire bowl whole.

"It smells so good! A million times better than millet and wild vegetable porridge!"

Wang Qi savored the taste of the rice porridge.

In his past life, he hated drinking plain rice porridge.

It has no flavor and is just watery soup; it doesn't taste good.

Now, when I drink it again, only two words can describe it.

Delicious food~

Wang Qi even felt an urge to cry.

Damn it, I'm definitely going to make a name for myself in this world!

We finished eating.

The numerous constables and their vacancies huddled in the shade of the courtyard, watching the second sun slowly rise.

This is noon, the hottest time of day.

It was also one of the few times that the candidates for constables could rest.

Some people have already started to doze off.

Some people got up and started practicing the martial arts taught by the government in the courtyard, the Ox-Snake Knife Technique, also known as the Punishing Evil Knife.

This includes Wang Qi.

"Using the technique to stir up the earth's energy, sinking the waist and drawing it into the dantian, locking in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, tempering one's own blood and qi, and cultivating the martial arts..."

Wang Qi wielded his sword with fierce speed, leaving the constables in awe.

"You know what, Wang Qi has only been here for a little over half a month, but his swordsmanship is better than that of us old folks who have been here for months."

"So what? Martial arts training isn't just about punching and practicing stances to break through to higher levels."

"Only by consuming the flesh and blood of demons, devouring their essence, and drinking the essence of heaven and earth can one defy fate and shed one's mortal body."

"This is our first day receiving the training. You haven't forgotten the principles our master taught us, have you?"

Several constables muttered disdainfully.

"Even if you master the sword technique to perfection, you're just a farmer at best. It might look impressive, but it's not even enough to fill a snake demon's teeth."

"How much is a pound of beef now? Thirty coins!"

"We only earn a hundred coins a month, how can we afford to learn martial arts?"

"Let's wait until the previous constables die and then we can fill their places..."

Splash...

The chaotic noise abruptly ceased, replaced by the resounding sound of everyone standing up in unison.

Wang Qi turned his head and looked towards the doorway.

With a dark expression, Zhang Zaoye walked towards them carrying a wine jar.

Even before they were a few steps away, the aroma from the jar already wafted into everyone's nostrils.

It tastes like meat!

His eyes lit up with excitement.

"The dragon meat soup is gone," said Zhang Zaoye, "but we made a pot of soup from the dragon bones, and there's still one jar left."

"Bring your bowls over here!"

Seeing that Zhang Zaoye was in a bad mood, no one dared to speak, and they obediently lined up with their bowls in hand.

Uncle Zhang held the wine jar, his right hand supporting the bottom, tilting it slightly.

A small portion of the dragon bone soup was poured precisely into the first person's bowl.

The second person, the third person...

Not a drop of bone broth was spilled in the bowl, not a drop more or less.

Wang Qi was secretly shocked by this move; it was incredibly steady.

As expected of a soap bar.

They just gave too little.

A jar of dragon bone soup may seem like a lot, but in reality, it would only amount to half a bowl at most when divided among everyone in the courtyard.

Splash splash splash...

The sound of soup being poured suddenly lingered a bit longer for Ge Daniu.

He was flattered by the large bowl of dragon bone soup, exclaiming, "Thank you so much, Da Niu!"

"You're welcome. This is what you earned through hard work in your training."

Zhang Zaoye remained expressionless.

Then, when it came to Wang Qi, there was also a full bowl of dragon bone soup.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

Wang Qi said respectfully.

After pouring the soup, Master Zhang said, "In this courtyard, although your talent is not very good, you are the most diligent in practicing martial arts."

"I've seen all of this."

"Do your job well and practice your skills diligently. Once you've mastered the external training and are no longer considered a candidate, I'll personally mentor you."

"Thank you, sir!"

Wang Qi's voice was louder.

This scene also drew envious and jealous glances from the other constables in the courtyard.

To gain the favor of a soap maker means you're sure to have a very successful future.

There were more than twenty people in the courtyard. Apart from Wang Qi, Ge Daniu, and two others who had full bowls, everyone else only had a small half bowl of dragon bone soup.

After finishing their drinks in silence, many people immediately picked up wooden swords from the weapon rack and began practicing the sword techniques taught by their yamen masters under the blazing sun.

Wang Q carefully carried the bowl to a shady spot where no one could see him, then squeezed along the wall into a corner of the courtyard.

Looking at the watery "dragon bone soup" in his hand, he sighed inwardly.

I hope it works out.

He looked at the three question marks that appeared and licked his lips.

Identify me!

Wang Qi muttered to himself.

next moment,

The three question marks indeed disappeared, transforming into words that appeared in the bowl.

Dragon Bone Soup: A broth made from the bones of a true dragon. Consuming it may grant one the chance to comprehend the divine powers of a true dragon.

Wang Qi's eyes lit up when he saw this.

Without saying a word, he swallowed the pork bone soup in the bowl in one gulp.

tick...

Two streams of blood dripped onto Wang Qi's hand, and the world before his eyes began to blur.

"Oh no, oh no, have I overused it already?"

Although Wang Qi didn't have a mirror at hand, he could roughly guess that his face was probably as pale as paper.

Because his hands, feet, and even his cheeks were terribly cold and hard.

Am I, Wang Qi, going to be the first transmigrator to die from overusing my cheat ability?

His thoughts gradually became blurred.

But the next moment,

It was as if a volcano had erupted, instantly activating the vital energy and blood throughout the body.

My heart began to beat powerfully, and the surging feeling reached the heavens.

A faint golden light flashed across my eyes.

(With a bloodline purity of zero, the unhatched dragon already exudes the aura of the King of All Demons.)

【Subjugation (Tier 0, 10%): This divine power can subdue demons weighing up to 100 jin (approximately 50 kg).】

Hit on the first shot!

True Dragon Divine Power!

Wang Qi was thrilled as he looked at the text that appeared.

He never expected that a bowl of "dishwater" would grant him such an ability.

Heihe County is located on the border of Datang, and has been plagued by demonic disturbances for many years. The people live in constant fear and anxiety.

Now that I possess the divine power of the true dragon, I am sure I will be able to achieve great things.

Moreover, this [Subduing Power] ability has ranks, which clearly means it is an ability that can be upgraded.

Where there is zero, there is one; where there is one, there are three!

Even better.

"It's a pity there was only one bowl of dragon bone soup. If there had been just one more bite of dragon meat, I might have been able to 'ascend to heaven on the spot'."

Wang Qi was both excited and regretful.

However, being able to obtain the True Dragon Divine Power at the start is already a very good start.

Dragon meat will come...

Wang Qi looked up at the roof of the thatched hut.

A sparrow was perched on it, constantly preening its feathers.

Wang Qi's pupils straightened, and his irises turned golden.

An invisible pressure, spanning several meters, instantly enveloped the sparrow.

The sparrow was startled and flapped its wings twice, but it couldn't fly up no matter what it did. In its panic, it almost lost its footing and fell down.

then,

Sparrow slowly looked at Wang Qi.

Eyes facing each other.

A flash of gold appeared in the sparrow's eyes.

A slight ripple stirred in Wang Qi's heart for no apparent reason.

"Get down."

A sparrow flapped its wings and flew down from the roof beam, landing on Wang Qi's shoulder.

"Tsk, is taming beasts really that simple?"