Transmigrated with a Demon-Refining Pot: Hehehe, Refine in an instant

"Hehe, you're right!"

Margaret smiled slyly and said nothing more. She rolled over and buried her face in Ron's shoulder, her long, silvery hair tickling his neck.

"What? Addicted?"

Ron reached out and ruffled her long hair.

"It's a little itchy," Margaret said bluntly.

Ron laughed and dismissed all the maids around him.

He grabbed Margaret and jumped into the pool.

"Thump!"

Water splashed.

Margaret sat cross-legged on Ron, her laughter ringing out like silver bells in the pool.

Then ripples spread across the surface of the pool.

......

Ron absolutely loved Margaret's size; it was just the right size for him to hold.

And the dragon's physique is no joke.

The two fought until dark, their battleground moving from the swimming pool to the shore and then to the villa.

In the evening, the maids called them out for dinner.

Ron has lost a whole pound and needs to come out and eat some more.

The maids in the small garden brought out a steaming hot pot and placed it on the lawn. Beef, mutton, shrimp paste, fish balls, and slices of sea fish brought from the Coral Sea were neatly arranged on the plate.

The hot pot bubbled and steamed, the aroma of spicy broth mingling with the freshness of clear broth, filling the air.

"Dinner's ready!" Ron sat up and picked up his chopsticks.

Margaret sat down as well, her little face flushed red, whether from the steam of the hot pot or something else.

She picked up a piece of mutton, dipped it in the spicy soup, and put it in her mouth, panting as it was scalded.

Hot pot was completely invented after Ron became Grand Duke.

Ron didn't even need to bring it up; Dick, that lackey, went to great lengths to have it improved in various ways before finally presenting it to Ron.

Because Ron likes to eat it.

This led the nobles below to also start eating it, and now several hot pot restaurants have opened in Silver City.

Furthermore, there is a trend of it spreading to the surrounding principalities.

Margaret used to only be able to have a few treats, but now that she's a little girl, she can eat to her heart's content.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

"tasty!"

Ron smiled and poured her a glass of juice.

After eating for an unknown amount of time, Ron let out a burp and leaned against an apple tree in the garden. Margaret nestled in his arms, drifting off to sleep.

And so, Ron and Margaret ate, slept, and played games.

Three days later, they remembered to settle the Silver Dragon Knights in the small garden.

However, with Hart and the others around, nothing went wrong. There was a dedicated training camp in the small garden.

They also have a large stockpile of supplies prepared by Perrin, enough to feed the entire Knights for two years.

Ron was relieved after just one inspection.

However, as he passed by the ice block of the Frost Giant Han Yue, he felt a pang of anxiety.

I hope this subordinate I finally got isn't just gone like this.

The ice mass was three or four meters tall, its surface covered with dense cracks, and it emitted a faint blue-white light from within.

Han Yue's aura was still very weak.

The original liquid poured on earlier was completely wasted; it all froze and stuck to the ice. It seems Han Yue is completely frozen and unconscious.

We can only wait until he recovers a little before we can use the undiluted solution to heal his wounds.

In the days that followed, Ron practiced his skills in the small garden every day.

His strength had long since reached the peak of the second tier, and he was only one step away from the third tier.

Before his battle qi breakthrough, he could fight the frost giant to a standstill. Now that his battle qi has finally caught up with his physical constitution, the combination of the two should allow him to easily defeat the frost giant.

More than ten days later, Ron finally stood up.

"Get ready to go out."

Margaret jumped off the beach chair:

"Yay! I can finally go out for a stroll."

A flash of white light, and the two disappeared from the small garden.

In the darkness of the deep sea, Ron suddenly opened his eyes.

I punched the shark inside and smashed it to pieces.

The seawater immediately surged in from all directions. Ron shook his flesh and blood, and Margaret gave him a disdainful look.

"I'd rather do it myself; you've gotten me all covered in it, ugh!"

Ron ignored Margaret's eye roll:

"Let's see where this fish has led us."

After some calculations, Ron finally determined the location.

The good news is that the shark didn't turn back.

The bad news is that they are now in the middle of the Coral Sea, and it will be a long and winding road to get back.

Ron and his companion surfaced and looked around.

All around was an endless sea, with no land, no ships, and not even seabirds in sight.

This is completely off course.

The sky is blue, the sea is blue, and where they meet, they blur into a hazy gray line.

"Let's find a place to stay first." Ron mounted Margaret and patted her neck.

Margaret flapped her wings and took flight, heading north. She flew high and fast, while Ron scanned the sea with his binoculars, searching for any sign of land.

After flying for two full hours, a small black dot finally appeared in the telescope.

It is an island.

It's not big, only a few miles in circumference. The island is covered with plants, coconut trees, shrubs, and a small beach.

In the center of the island is a low hill, with a flat rock on top, like a naturally formed platform.

Ron made Margaret land. She folded her wings and landed on the beach.

"This is it." Ron jumped off the dragon's back, stepped onto the soft sand, and took a deep breath.

It took half an hour to inspect the entire island, and there wasn't a single large animal on it.

The entire island seemed to have been forgotten by the world.

Ron walked behind the low hill, and a flash of white light appeared.

A mountain of spoils was unleashed from the small garden. The remains of the black panther beast, metal from the black wolf clan's city, energy crystals, metal debris, and so on were piled up around the area, almost as high as the low hill.

Margaret transformed back into her dragon form and stood beside the pile of metal.

"You naughty little devil, are we going to offer a sacrifice here?"

"Yes. It's secluded enough that no one will bother us." Ron crouched down and picked up a fragment of a black panther's scale.

"Moreover, I have a feeling that this sacrifice will be quite a big event."

From the moment he took out the metal, Ron could vaguely sense that it had been subjected to some kind of state.

It seemed that with just a thought from Ron, all the metals would be sacrificed and disappear.

"Margaret, step back."

Ron first retrieved the remains of over a hundred black panther beasts, then a thought struck him:

"Sacrifice!!"

The silent command was given, and the surrounding air began to tremble.

The remains of the mechanical beast began to dissipate, turning into pale golden specks of light that merged into the heavens and earth.

At that moment, a seven-colored ball of light appeared in the sky.

As the metal debris disappeared piece by piece, the orb of light grew brighter and larger.

Finally, it landed on Ron, who felt a warm power flowing into his body from all directions.

Every cell in my skin, muscles, bones, and blood was trembling.

The blessed energy flowed like warm rivers, washing over his body, and the battle qi vortex began to spin wildly and grow stronger.

It was more intense than ever before.

Finally, a roar came from inside the body, as if the shackles had been broken.

A faint silvery-white sheen appeared on his skin. It was a gift from the dragon knight's pact with the silver dragon, activated by the blessing of sacrifice.

A leap forward in the level of life!

Level 3!!!

But that wasn't the end of it; Ron continued to offer sacrifices.

Large swathes of metal debris began to dissipate, and colorful orbs of light reappeared in the sky.

Ron wanted to take this opportunity to break through his battle aura.

Plane blessing is efficient and harmless, and Ron has no concern whatsoever that it will cause instability.

In this way, a full fifth of the mountain of metal disappeared before Ron's battle aura was successfully pushed to the third level.

Feeling the surging battle qi energy within his body, Ron couldn't help but show a satisfied expression.

Before this, his fighting spirit had always been a hindrance compared to his physical body.

I always feel powerless when fighting, and I can only use it as a supplementary means in each battle.

But it's different now.

Ron's terrifying physical abilities, combined with his third-tier battle aura, allowed him to easily defeat those third-tier titled knights.

After all, if you think about it carefully, not only is Ron physically superior to them, but don't forget he's also a dragon knight.

Their fighting spirit was also of a much higher quality than theirs.

After Ron finished his breakthrough and took a while to adjust, he looked at the remaining metal and felt a surge of excitement.

Now it's Margaret's turn.