The blessings of the Marshlands are akin to permissions.
The more blessings one has, the more Liang Qu could achieve within those waters.
Naturally, the more the better.
At present, he only had a single layer of the Winged Dragon Mark.
His figure was as elusive as a ghost.
What would it be like with two or three layers? Would he perhaps soar through the skies riding the winds? Liang Qu longed for such possibilities, but alas, obtaining the blessings is as difficult as it is rewarding, requiring the absorption of Dragon Seed Essence.
The opportunity for a Sturgeon King to grow even half a Dragon Tendon was already a rare fortune, a chance not easily replicated.
Before he could ponder further, a wave of warmth surged from Liang Qu's belly, spreading swiftly throughout his body.
The Dragon Tendon, though difficult to digest, had finally begun to show its effects, an endeavor significantly slower than the workings of the Marsh Cauldron.