Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

The battle erupted instantly.

Green Tile possesses the dual bloodlines of the Green Dragon and the Hydra, giving her near-maximum resistance to toxins. The venomous spits and poisonous claws that the Swamp Poison Lizard relies on for survival have negligible effect on her.

This one-on-five battle was a one-sided and overwhelming affair from the very beginning.

The venomous lizard's bites can only leave shallow marks on Green Tile's tough scales. The venom is neutralized by the resistant mucus naturally secreted on its body. Every time Green Tile pounces, flicks its tail, or even charges at a venomous lizard, it can break a venomous lizard's bones and limbs, sending it tumbling away howling in pain.

At first, Motu stopped and watched the battle for a while with some concern, but when he realized that the five swamp lizards were no match for the green dragon, he stopped interfering.

He bypassed the battleground where reeds had been flattened and mud and water had been splashed everywhere. He deliberately walked a few dozen steps along the lake shore in another direction before turning around and quietly approaching the moist area where moongrass grew from the side and rear.

Moonflower is easy to identify.

The slender, orchid-like leaves unfurl, their edges edged with a silvery-white halo that seems to hold the moonlight, gleaming with a warm, pearly luster in the still-soft morning sunlight.

Motu lowered its body, extended its front paw, and carefully probed the moist soil with the tip of its finest paw, gently parting the soil around the roots of the grass, and then very gently dug out the entire Moon Grass along with its complete root system.

He carefully shook off the clumps of mud clinging to the roots. There were six plants in total, and each one was intact.

By the time he had collected the last Moonflower, the battle on Green Tiles' side had already come to an end.

Green Tile returned, panting heavily, his face flushed from the intense exercise, his eyes still brimming with excitement.

Several of her scales were torn up by the venomous lizard's scratches, oozing a little blood. However, thanks to the powerful regenerative abilities of the Hydra bloodline, those minor wounds were stopping bleeding and closing at a visible speed, and she would probably recover completely in no time.

She squatted down beside Motu, watching him carefully place the moonflower into another animal skin bag, and couldn't help but curl her lip in disdain, saying:

"The way you dig up herbs... is just like those young girls who gather herbs, so effeminate."

Motu ignored her comments, carefully tied the bag shut, and put away the newly harvested materials.

Now that we have Bloodmoss and Moongrass, the only thing left to refine the [Moonmark] potion is the Dark Water Essence.

However, it's not hard to find; according to Green Tile, it's located at the bottom of Mirror Lake.

The essence of dark water is a gelatinous substance formed slowly by water-attribute magic under specific conditions. It is usually found on the shady side of underwater rocks or in crevices and requires diving to find.

Although the water in Mirror Lake is clear, the depth in the central area is at least three or four meters, or even deeper, but this is not much of an obstacle for the strong physique of dragons.

Green Tile squatted on the lake shore, swishing its tail, showing no intention of going into the water.

With a strange, amused smile on her face, she said:

"Go down and look for it. I'll stay here and keep watch. I'll call you if anything happens."

Ultimately, the materials were for Motu's own use, and he didn't expect Green Tile to offer any help.

Blue Dragon said no more, walked to the water's edge, took a deep breath, and then plunged into the icy lake water.

The underwater world instantly shuts out all external sounds.

Sunlight is refracted by the water's surface, turning into shimmering, golden spots that are projected onto the sand, pebbles, and aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake.

Motu opened his eyes wide; the dragons' excellent night vision allowed him to see clearly even at the slightly dim bottom of the lake.

He swayed his body, slowly searching along the jagged rocky walls of the lakebed, while trying his best to keep the range of his magical perception around himself.

Underwater, the extension of mental power is significantly hindered, and the range is reduced by nearly half, but it is still effective in detecting nearby magical fluctuations.

He patiently searched for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, bypassing large patches of swaying water plants and piles of dead branches, and finally found his target on the shady side of a huge rock in the middle of the lake.

A few drops of pale blue, translucent gelatinous substance, like the purest sapphire melted and then slightly solidified, quietly adhered to the surface of the dark gray rock, resembling a small, unintentionally dripped, solidified piece of jelly.

Under the dappled sunlight filtering through the water, tiny, starlight-like highlights subtly swirl within them, emanating a pure and gentle aquatic magic.

Essence of the secluded water.

Motu cautiously approached, extended its front paws, and with its sharpest, least curved claws, gently scraped the soft, gelatinous substance off the rock surface bit by bit.

Two portions were collected, and each portion was carefully placed into a small, waterproof ceramic jar with a cork stopper.

This was also a simple container he had prepared in advance at the camp.

Materials in hand, task complete.

Motu made up his mind, adjusted his posture, and prepared to float to the surface.

However, just as he turned around, a strong warning suddenly came from his magical perception!

A massive, murky source of magic, carrying the aura of a ferocious predator, was rapidly approaching from the deep shadows behind him at an astonishing speed!

Motu didn't even have time to turn around completely; he only managed to sidestep slightly before a huge, dark gray figure, carrying icy water, crashed into him.

That was a giant catfish!

Its size was even larger than Motu's, and its body was covered with a slippery, shiny gray-black mucus. A huge mouth, big enough to swallow half of his head, suddenly opened, revealing a dense array of tiny, numbing teeth that made one's scalp crawl, and it lunged straight at his side!

Underwater evasion is limited; the distance is too close!

Motu's pupils contracted sharply, his battle instincts instantly overriding everything. His lightning magic, without any conscious effort, erupted spontaneously!

"Sizzle—!"

A dark blue arc of electricity suddenly shot out from the gaps in the scales covering his body, exploding into a blinding blue-white net of electric light in the water!

The lake water became an excellent conductor, and the violent current spread instantly, completely engulfing the giant catfish!

"Gurgle—!"

The catfish's massive body convulsed and twitched violently in the water, its gaping mouth suddenly freezing, its fine teeth just inches away from Motu's scales.

Its fierce little eyes rolled back, and its huge tail thrashed about wildly, stirring up large swaths of muddy sand.

After only a brief standoff, the instinct for survival seemed to overcome its appetite. With its last bit of strength, it twisted its body violently, leaving a trail of tiny sparks and churning bubbles, and fled in panic toward the deeper, darker waters, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Still shaken, Motu did not give chase.

Once he confirmed that the threat was away, he immediately swung his body and quickly floated to the surface.

"Splash—"

He burst out of the water, splashing a lot of water, and climbed ashore somewhat disheveled.

Standing on the solid grass, he shook himself vigorously, and countless water droplets flew from between the scales, soaking the grass below.

On the lake surface, some ordinary small fish and shrimp floated up one after another, their white bellies turned up. They were all caught in the crossfire of the indiscriminate electric current and were temporarily stunned.

On the shore, the green-tiled roofs, which had long since taken in everything, were now laughing so hard they were doubled over, their tails held high as they slapped the ground.

"Hahaha! That's hilarious! Iron Bones, you actually got chased and bitten by a fish! And you were so scared you even used your electric shock ability! Hahaha!"

She laughed so hard her jagged teeth almost reached her ears, and tears were about to stream down her face.

"How's it looking? Pretty nice underwater scenery, huh?"

Motu shook off the water droplets from his clothes expressionlessly, glanced at her, and calmly stated the facts: "That's not an ordinary fish. That thing is bigger than you."

"No matter how big it is, it's still a fish!"

Green Tile waved its paw dismissively.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Judging by your appearance, you should have all the materials, right? Today's patrol is over. Let's call it a day and head home!"