Transmigrating into a dragon clan experimental subject, is that even possible?

The group continued along the old path, the atmosphere growing increasingly heavy. Lu Mingfei carefully stepped on the broken branches, his unease growing. He would steal glances at Chu Zihang and Caesar ahead, then at Xia Mi beside him, trying to glean some clue from their expressions. However, Chu Zihang's expression remained as cold and stern as ever, Caesar still wore his disdainful look, while Xia Mi seemed completely unguarded, even humming a lighthearted tune softly.

"Xia Mi, how can you still laugh?" Lu Mingfei finally couldn't help but ask, his tone tinged with anxiety.

"Why aren't you smiling?" Xia Mi tilted her head and looked at him, a hint of teasing in her eyes. "You're so nervous, it might make the enemy think we're easy to bully."

“What does this have to do with the enemy…” Lu Mingfei was stunned by her words and was speechless.

Xia Mi chuckled softly, patted his shoulder, and said in a gentle and relaxed tone, "Don't worry, with Chu Zihang and Caesar around, everything will be fine. Besides, aren't you one of our 'reserve forces'? Don't run away faster than the monsters when the time comes."

Lu Mingfei blushed immediately after hearing her words, muttering, "I won't run away..."

Caesar, standing ahead, glanced back and said with a half-smile, "Don't speak too soon, Lu Mingfei. You're a master of running away."

"Can you guys stop making fun of me all the time?" Lu Mingfei retorted irritably, but his voice was noticeably weaker.

"Shh." Chu Zihang suddenly gestured for everyone to stop, his gaze fixed on a dense forest ahead. His voice was low and calm, "There's something there."

The group fell silent instantly, everyone holding their breath and following Chu Zihang's gaze. From within the dense shadows of the trees, faint, low breathing could be heard, accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground, as if some enormous creature was approaching.

"This aura... doesn't seem to belong to an ordinary dragon." Caesar frowned slightly, his hand already gripping the rune sword tightly.

Tian gripped the rune gun, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily. He muttered, "Could it be another one of those enhanced monsters? That one was annoying enough."

Chu Zihang did not answer. He slowly drew his Dragon Cutter, his body slightly lowered, assuming a stance ready to attack at any moment. "Xia Mi, take Lu Mingfei and retreat, keep your distance."

"Understood." Xia Mi tugged at Lu Mingfei's sleeve, but he instinctively pulled his hand away. "I...I can help too!"

Xia Mi glanced at him, a faint smile still on her face, but didn't say anything. She simply reached out and grabbed his wrist, forcefully pulling him back. "Listen to me, this isn't a place for you."

Lu Mingfei struggled for a moment, but she eventually pulled him behind a large tree, hiding him in a relatively safe place. He gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling, but knowing he was useless in this situation.

Meanwhile, the panting sounds from the forest grew closer, and the tremors on the ground became more pronounced. Finally, a huge figure slowly emerged from the dense shadows of the trees.

It was a gigantic dragon, its scales gleaming with a dark golden light. Its wings were folded behind its back, and its sharp claws left deep marks on the ground. Its eyes, like two burning fireballs, scanned the group before it, and it let out a low roar.

"This thing..." Tian gasped, "is much bigger than the last one."

“More important than its size is that it looks smarter.” Caesar raised an eyebrow, and the runic sword in his hand glowed with a blue light. “Interesting.”

Chu Zihang didn't waste any words. He tilted the Dragon Cutter slightly, a cold light flashing on the blade. The next second, his figure rushed out like a gust of wind, his target aimed directly at the dragon's neck.

The dragon reacted extremely quickly, its massive tail sweeping towards Chu Zihang, creating a gust of wind. However, Chu Zihang dodged the attack, the dragon's blade slicing a spark across its scales, but failing to harm its vitals.

Caesar followed closely behind, his runic sword drawing a blazing arc of light as it slashed straight at the dragon's forepaw. The dragon roared in pain and lunged at Caesar with its sharp claws raised.

Tian stood at the rear, his rune spear firing several beams of light that accurately struck the dragon's wings, preventing it from unfolding. However, the dragon's reaction speed and strength far exceeded expectations. It suddenly raised its head, opened its blood-red maw, and spewed a scorching dragon breath straight at the group.

"Scatter!" Chu Zihang shouted coldly, and the group quickly dispersed, narrowly avoiding the dragon's breath attack. However, the ground was scorched into a wasteland by the dragon's breath, the surrounding temperature rose instantly, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.

Lu Mingfei hid behind a tree, gripping his short knife tightly, his forehead covered in cold sweat. He watched the fierce battle between the group and the dragons, his heart filled with anxiety and helplessness. He knew he was completely unable to participate in this battle, but the resentment in his heart grew stronger.

"Lu, calm down." Xia Mi's voice came from the side. Her tone was still gentle, but it carried an undeniable certainty. "They can handle it. You just need to wait."

Lu Mingfei turned to look at Xia Mi, only to find that her gaze remained fixed on the battlefield, her smile gone, replaced by an unfathomable calm. He wanted to ask her why she was so confident, but the words caught in his throat.

The battle reached a stalemate. The dragon's strength and speed far exceeded expectations, and although Chu Zihang and Caesar's attacks were fierce, they were unable to completely defeat it. Tian's rune spear was overheating, while the dragon's movements became increasingly ferocious.

Just then, Xia Mi's gaze sharpened slightly. She looked down at her palm, seemingly hesitating about something. After a moment, she sighed softly, raised her head, and a hint of determination appeared in her eyes.

"Lu Mingfei, close your eyes," she said softly.

"What?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she meant.

"Listen to me." Xia Mi's tone became more serious than ever before.

Before Lu Mingfei could react, he felt a powerful aura emanating from Xia Mi. The aura was deep and ancient, carrying an indescribable pressure. His body seemed to be drawn by some force, and he involuntarily closed his eyes.

The next instant, the raging dragon on the battlefield suddenly stopped, as if sensing something, and let out a low roar. Its gaze turned towards Xia Mi, and the flames burning in its eyes seemed to dim slightly for a moment.

Chu Zihang and Caesar's attacks never ceased. Although the dragon's strength and speed far exceeded expectations, they maintained a calm and collected pace. The Dragon Cleaver repeatedly slashed at the dragon's vitals, each strike precise and steady. Caesar's rune sword moved like lightning, forcing the dragon to retreat step by step. However, just as the two had cornered it, the dragon suddenly changed direction, its gaze locking onto Xia Mi, who stood not far away.

Chu Zihang paused, his gaze sweeping coldly over the changes in the dragon seed. He swiftly moved towards Xia Mi, his figure tracing a chilling arc in the air, directly blocking her path.

"Step back." His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

Xia Mi stood still, her usual smile on her face. She didn't back down, but instead tilted her head, her tone somewhat relaxed: "Chu Zihang, do you think I'm too weak?"

Chu Zihang did not answer; his gaze remained fixed on the dragon, his grip on the Dragon Cutter tightening slightly. He knew very well that the dragon's target had shifted from them to Xia Mi, the reason unknown, but he absolutely could not allow it to succeed.

“This isn’t a matter of being weak or not.” Chu Zihang’s tone was low, and he adjusted his steps slightly. “If you stay here, you’ll only become a weakness.”

Xia Mi chuckled softly, her voice as clear as a bell: "What if I don't leave?"

Chu Zihang glanced at her, his gaze calm and sharp, yet subtly tinged with a complex emotion. His brow furrowed slightly, and his voice carried a low warning: "Don't cause trouble."

"Okay, okay." Xia Mi raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, but she did not retreat at all. Instead, she took a small step forward and stood to the side and behind Chu Zihang.

"I'll stand right here and watch how you protect me." She slightly raised her chin, her tone tinged with a hint of mockery, as if she didn't take the danger before her seriously.

Chu Zihang remained silent, his attention now completely focused on the dragon. He tilted the Dragon Cutter slightly, the cold light on its blade gradually coalescing into a chilling killing intent with each breath. With a swift movement, he charged towards the dragon like a whirlwind, his blade once again precisely slashing towards its neck.