Red Dragon seeks his position in both realms.

"Why does it look smaller?"

Winters, who had just transmigrated back to the Western fantasy world, glanced around the cave, somewhat puzzled.

He discovered that the Golden Cave was now very small, so small that he couldn't even turn around.

"That's right, I was only two meters tall before I fell asleep, and now I'm seven meters tall."

Winters realized that he had grown taller.

In his youth, he had twelve-meter-long wings and a seven-meter-long body, which this cave simply couldn't contain.

Objectively speaking, the cave did not shrink; rather, it grew larger.

Inside the cave, there was also a patch of gold that Winters had planted earlier, now larger than before.

"It must have been during my slumber that I revealed some of the Pleiades's magical power, which was absorbed by the Golden Earth."

Winters pondered for a moment, realizing that he might have lost some of the Pleiades's power while he was asleep, and that this power had inadvertently become nourishment for the Golden Land, fueling its expansion.

It was a pleasant surprise.

Because of the narrowness of the cave, Winters adjusted his posture and angle, trying to rush out of the cave entrance.

But its seven-meter-long body and twelve-meter-wide wings were simply too enormous.

Winters got stuck as soon as he moved to the entrance of the hole.

But how could the hard rock withstand the physique of a true dragon?

"Snap!"

In an instant, the hard rocks crumbled into powder like flaky pastries.

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With a burst of strength, Winters charged forward, bursting out of the cave and plunging into the large lake.

The icy lake water surged up instantly, and Winters quickly used his Pleiades magic to completely envelop himself, preventing even a drop of water from getting in.

Then he swung his tail, tightened his wings, and stretched his four claws forward, like a giant red fish in a lake, swimming upwards continuously.

At this moment, the fish that were playing and blowing bubbles on the lake sensed a terrifying dragon's might and scattered and fled.

The wild deer and goats drinking water by the lake also sensed the terrifying dragon's might, first raising their heads and widening their eyes.

The next moment, it pushed off with all four hooves and disappeared into the dense forest.

These ordinary beasts do not possess the powerful abilities and talents of monsters and magical creatures.

Yet, it is through this caution and prudence that they have survived and thrived in this world to this day.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, Winters broke through the water and soared into the sky.

As they took to the sky, the sunlight of the Western Fantasy Realm shone directly on Winters.

The sun was hanging directly overhead, so it must have been noon.

Seven months later, Winters finally faced the sun again.

"sun."

Winters stared directly at the sun overhead and suddenly felt a strange sense of comfort.

The thirsty dragon body involuntarily absorbed the vital energy of the sun that was dissipating in the air.

Countless rays of solar energy transformed into a warm current, flowing into Winters's meridians and limbs, nourishing his body, replenishing his magical power, and strengthening his physique.

At this moment, Winters would marvel at how amazing the cultivation techniques of the immortal cultivation world were.

It can actually convert sunlight into energy, absorb it into its own body, and then convert it into magical power.

Speaking of the "Pleiades Technique" alone, in the Western fantasy world, it is definitely a top-level divine skill, possessing so many abilities such as breaking evil, removing obstacles, purifying, and cleansing.

It can also break the shackles of racial bloodlines and continuously improve itself; what immense power that is!

"Therefore, we cannot give up on the cultivation world."

Winters muttered to himself, "The cultivation world has more than just cultivation techniques as a treasure; there must be countless other wonderful things."

Giving up this treasure trove would be such a huge loss!

Suddenly, he felt a tickle in his throat and wanted to roar like a dragon.

"roar--!"

A long-absent dragon roar, carrying the might of the dragon and the magical power of the Pleiades, erupted from the center of the lake.

The roar was extremely penetrating, startling the flocks of birds roosting in the surrounding woods, which then flew away.

"Ah, this feels so good! I still need to stay in a sunny world."

Winters exclaimed, then flapped his dragon wings and flew toward the verdant valley.

It's been seven months since I last saw the Emerald Valley territory, and I wonder what earth-shattering changes might have occurred.

Please, whatever you do, don't let anything go wrong!

The twelve-meter-long dragon wings made it fly much faster than before, and in no time, Winters had reached the edge of the Emerald Valley territory.

But he soon discovered the anomaly.

"Why is it all gold?"

Winters was puzzled.

The ground of the Emerald Valley territory before them was completely dyed gold.

At first glance, it looks like the goddess of wealth used her divine power to turn this land into gold.

Winters sensed it and realized that the entire land had turned into his gold mine.

That's right, it's Gemdale!

Most of the Green Valley was transformed into Winters' golden land.

There are also strange ones.

Winters looked down and saw that the hillside was covered with a peculiar blue-gold crop.

Like grains of rice, each grain is full of plump fruit, drooping its head.

This patch of bluish-gold crops, covering approximately thirty acres, is a magnificent sight to behold.

Even more eye-catching is the five-meter-high stone sculpture outside the dragon's nest.

It is unknown when it was built.

Judging from its appearance, it is clearly the image of the big-headed dragon Winters before he fell asleep.

Sitting in front of the sculpture were many monsters: a large group of gnolls, another large group of kobolds, and a small number of bear-men and minotaurs.

At the forefront of the monsters were Walker the gnoll and Kru the kobold.

In seven months, both of their monsters advanced in rank.

Walker returned to level 5, while Kru finally broke free from the shackles of level 3 and became a level 4 monster.

At this moment, their claws were sometimes pointing at the ground, and sometimes pointing at the statue behind them, as if they were saying something.

Winters swooped down from the sky and landed next to the sculpture.

Winters' enormous dragon body and terrifying dragon might instantly caused chaos among the monsters.

The warlike bear-men immediately picked up their weapons and stood up; the minotaurs followed suit, gathering around and preparing for battle.

The kobold was the first to recognize the familiar dragon's might, barking in a dragon-like language to welcome its master's return.

The jackal howled in accompaniment to the wolf's cry, echoing the return of their master.

Walker and Kru naturally recognized their drastically changed owner, Winters.

Walker immediately howled at the monsters, silencing the crowd.

He then rebuked the minotaurs and bear-men who had risen, telling them to put down their weapons and sit down.

Make it clear to all the monsters that the red dragon that flew in is the master of the territory!

The territory's chief steward, Kruze, rushed to Winters, knelt on one knee, and made a gesture of submission:

"Welcome back, Master!"

Winters raised his head, ignoring the group of monsters with varying expressions, and asked Kru:

"Tell me about the current situation in the territory."

As the head steward of the territory, Kru naturally needed to report this matter to him personally.

Before falling into a deep sleep, Winters entrusted all affairs, large and small, of the territory to his chief steward, Kru.

As if he had been prepared, Krue began to speak eloquently:

"Master, it has been seven months since you left."

First, during this period, there were many newborns among both gnolls and kobolds, resulting in a population increase of one-tenth.

Second, it was a caravan transaction. A week after you left, the shapeshifter caravan came again and bought up all the Three Flower Honey in the stock. I exchanged it all for gold coins as you instructed.

Third, it was you who ordered those spiritual seeds and plants to be planted…”

At this point, a rare hint of hesitation appeared on Klu's face.

Winters noticed something was wrong and said:

"What's wrong?"

Kru smiled wryly:

"Your spiritual plants either suddenly wither and die or fail to sprout when planted in ordinary soil. No matter how carefully you take care of them, it's useless, and there's nothing I can do."

Winters fell silent upon hearing this.

That seems to make sense. It's normal for spiritual seeds and plants from the cultivation world to be unsuitable for this environment.

After all, even the world isn't the same.

Winters just hadn't expected that.

Kekelu changed the subject:

"But I later discovered by chance that planting these spiritual seeds on your golden land would result in an extremely high survival rate and an amazing growth rate."

Therefore, I took it upon myself to order my men to plant all these spirit seeds on the golden ground.

"The effect... is not bad."

As he spoke, Kru pointed to the thriving spiritual plants on the golden ground.

Winters was taken aback by what he heard.

What? My golden land can be used for farming?