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

Chapter 93 Black Leaf Valley

Another half month passed, and after Motu and Una's cooperation model stabilized, Green Tile came along as soon as it was in the mood.

She squatted at the entrance of Motu's barracks, her emerald green vertical pupils watching Una carry a bundle of freshly picked and processed black leaf grass into the barracks, and then watching Motu take several bottles of finished magic potions out of the stone house and hand them to Una.

The green-tiled rooftops turned from left to right and then from right to left as they came in and out.

The glands on the side of his neck, which had swelled slightly from storing venom for years, swayed back and forth.

"I've discovered a secret! You two—you've been hanging out together a lot lately."

Her voice rang with excitement, "There's money to be made? Isn't that right?"

Motu handed Una a bottle of freshly prepared basic meditation potion without even looking up.

"The team is not short of dragons right now."

Upon hearing the other party's firm refusal, Green Tile's eyes widened instantly!

"You're not including me when there are benefits to be had!" she said urgently, her voice suddenly rising!

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly lunged forward like a cannonball, her head slamming directly into Motu's arm!

Motu reacted extremely quickly, raising his arm to block!

"Bang!"

The dragon scales collided violently, producing a heavy, muffled sound!

The two dragons froze instantly.

Motu's arms were as hard as iron, completely still. Green Tile's head stubbornly resisted, refusing to yield!

Just as they were locked in a stalemate, Green Tile's thick tail suddenly swept down from the side like a steel whip!

Motu twisted his body and dodged to the side, avoiding the sweeping attack!

Taking advantage of the situation, Green Tile opened its mouth and snapped, precisely biting the edge of Motu's forearm scales!

It wasn't actually biting hard; her teeth were just stuck in the gaps between the scales. She didn't exert the biting force of a dragon that would damage the scales, but she didn't loosen her grip at all.

Her emerald green vertical pupils were fixed on Motu, filled with a shameless "Do you agree or not! I won't give in if you don't agree!" attitude.

Motu frowned and tried to shake off the arm that was being bitten.

With a whoosh, Green Tile gripped tightly, and its entire dragon body was flung slightly into the air by Motu!

She hung there on Motu's forearm, like a tenacious fish caught on a fishhook, struggling desperately!

Her tail thrashed about in the air, making a crackling sound as it whipped through the air.

Una stood quietly to the side, holding the bottles of potions, watching the two dragons' childish tussle.

Her lips moved slightly, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, as if she were weighing whether or not she should intervene in this "dispute".

"actually----"

She finally mustered her courage, her voice still very soft, but noticeably louder than usual.

It was loud enough for Motu and Green Tile, who were engaged in a struggle, to hear it clearly.

"It's still lacking."

Motu stopped moving. The green tile also loosened its grip and fell back to the ground with a thud.

Both dragons focused their gazes on Una at the same time.

Una was stared at by those two extremely imposing vertical pupils, and subconsciously took half a step back.

She lowered her head, her gaze falling on her muddy toes, but when she spoke again, her voice did not tremble; instead, it carried a clear quality that came from careful consideration: "Business at the market has been quite good lately. Many wizarding apprentices from the academy have come to buy our potions."

It takes Motu about fifteen minutes to brew a basic meditation potion, and the production can keep up with the demand.

But—my supply of raw materials is running out.

Her fingers unconsciously tightened around the smooth surface of the medicine bottle in her arms. "I try to go to the southern route as early as possible every day and collect as much as I can, but sometimes—I still feel the shortage."

Motu turned his head, glanced at the green dragon, and pondered for a moment.

He recalled how Green Tile had caused all the trouble when they were collecting Moonshadow Moss in the Darkwater Swamp, and immediately abandoned his plan to have her participate in the potion-gathering mission.

Lanlong said, "We can consider using a portion of our profits to purchase some raw materials directly from the market."

For him, ensuring a sufficient and stable supply of medicinal herbs, thereby efficiently advancing the progress of the [Potion Apprentice] quest, is the most important goal at present.

Upon hearing this, Green Tile immediately glared angrily at Motu!

The meaning behind that look couldn't be clearer.

"You just said you didn't need any dragons, and now you're saying you can buy materials and you don't need any medicine! You're just targeting me! You just don't want to play with me!"

Una hesitated for a moment, then gently shook her head.

"Our medicine is priced 30% lower than the market price, so our profit margin is already thinner than others."

She looked up, her gaze carrying a hint of reluctance after careful calculation. "If we take a portion of the profits to buy raw materials—I'm a little reluctant to do so."

Her voice became even softer, but each word was enunciated exceptionally clearly, carrying a sense of calculation and stubbornness that belonged to the lower classes.

"Actually—when I was collecting medicinal herbs on the southern route, I accidentally discovered a valley."

She paused, then looked at Motu and Green Tile, "The herbs there are growing very well, making it perfect for Blackleaf Grass. The entire potion patch is also quite large."

But—a second-tier magical beast dwells in the valley, claiming it as its territory.

She took a deep breath, her gaze shifting between Motu and Green Tile: "If—Green Tile joins in, perhaps we could try to take down that valley."

The green tiles' eyes suddenly lit up!

It was as if two tiny flames were ignited in her emerald green vertical pupils!

The bulges on the side of her neck that stored venom seemed to swell slightly due to excitement, causing the scales on their surface to gleam faintly!

"This is good!"

Her tail swished loudly, and she leaped in two or three steps to Una, almost pressing her face against Una's nose.

The green dragon asked eagerly and excitedly, "What does that magical beast look like? Is it big? Is it fierce? Can we eat it?"

Una was taken aback by her sudden enthusiasm and took a small step back. After regaining her composure, she replied, "—It's an Armored Rock Bear. Tier 2. Judging from its size and activity patterns, it should be quite strong, and—its hide is very thick."

""

"What's there to be afraid of!"

Green Tile, with an air of triumph, flicked its tail and declared confidently, "We're dragon blood! And—Iron Bone is now at Tier 2! If we join forces, we'll definitely take it down!"

After saying that, she immediately turned back, staring eagerly at Motu: "Did you hear what Una said? Let's go! We'll go now!"

Motu looked up at the sky.

The sun was already setting in the west, and there was still more than an hour before nightfall.

He hesitated for a moment, then did not immediately agree.

Admittedly, under the same conditions, dragon bloodlines generally have an absolute advantage over ordinary magical beasts due to their powerful physique and unique bloodline abilities.

Under normal circumstances, no accidents will occur.

However, he is not like Green Tile, who charges forward with just a burst of enthusiasm.

"Tomorrow."

""

He thought for a moment and made a more cautious decision, "It's too late today, there's not enough time. Besides, we can't just rush in recklessly."

We need to scout the area first, at least to understand the specific terrain of the valley, the survival status and activity patterns of the Ironclad Rock Bear, and—whether there are any other potential threats.