I Became an Evolving Lizard in a Martial Arts Novel-Chapter 310

And besides, there’s no rush to return to my nest.

If Baekrang were the only sane one left, I’d be worried—but Cho-Do’s joined in now too.

It’ll run just fine without me.

Actually, it might run better without me.

And if anything happens, the Bicorns lurking around will be the first to let me know.

Not that any intruder could handle a charge from twenty horns in the first place.

Bicorns might sit somewhere in the mid-tier of the Gae Gak Sect, but in the right situation? I have this baseless confidence they could double their strength.

Just like the Unicorn did, they’d probably yank out their horns forged from internal energy and charge in like lunatics.

"Hehehe?"

For now, all they do is lurk around me with creepy grins.

Ugh, when did you get here again?

"Hehehehe."

The Bicorns now wander freely between the Heavenly Demon Cult and my nest like it’s nothing.

They were always weird, but lately they’ve gotten even weirder.

They used to just hover and grin without touching me.

Now they’re creeping up and laying hands on me.

So the Bicorns are finally showing their true colors!

...Or maybe not. Doesn’t seem like that’s what this is.

"Hehe?"

Maybe they’re just confused by my human form.

They keep staring at where my tail used to be, deep in thought.

"Tail?"

Sorry, I don’t have a tail in humanoid form.

"Missing?"

"Original... deleted?"

"One tail... remains...?"

I don’t have one left, okay? What are you talking about?

They {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} look like they’re seriously debating something, but I’m not sure I need to care.

"Twin blades... gone?"

"Thinking... thinking..."

"Turn crisis into opportunity! Double the time!"

You know, your language skills seem to be improving by the day?

Try teaching the Unicorn how to talk too.

It’s still mumbling about monogamy or whatever.

"Stamina boost?"

"Vitality enhancer?"

"Hehe... greatsword, greatsword?"

"Twin blades, greatsword?"

...Why am I even paying attention to these Bicorn conversations?

They’ve split into factions now—Twin Blade School versus Greatsword School—and started butting horns again.

At least some things never change.

"Hehehe..." "Black Sun!"

I spent some time wandering around to avoid the Bicorns.

Switched to lizard form and played with Tus and Pus, plucked one of So-Yeong’s hairs and stuck it into Jaekjaeki’s wing.

Just killing time like that when Master sent someone to fetch me.

Said she had something to talk about—asked me to come to her room.

"Gerong."

So off I went to see her.

Looked like the talk between Master and the Snake Queen had wrapped up nicely.

I didn’t ask directly, but when I bumped into Fasir, she looked noticeably brighter.

Shik-Shik was curled up and sleeping in her arms, purring.

I’ll have to ask her more later.

Even if it was in an illusion, I did meet the Snake Queen’s master once, after all.

"Thinking of heading back to your nest soon?"

"Geek?"

What the hell.

Is she kicking me out?

I mean, I was thinking about heading back, sure, but I didn’t expect her to send me off.

"My disciple needs to prepare in his own way. It wouldn’t be right to keep you here forever."

"Geekek!"

I mean, you could just keep me here longer.

I trotted over and snuggled into her thigh.

Curled up and made myself comfortable.

"Gerong."

This is the power of being a lizard.

You can do things no human ever could. It’s ridiculously overpowered.

"Geaek."

Of course, it didn’t take long before she grabbed me by the scruff and subdued me.

"I know you’ve been busy around here. Word’s spread that you’re my disciple—it’s stirred up a lot of attention."

"Geekek."

A little annoying, yeah, but not really a big problem.

They only crowd me when I’m in human form anyway, so I can just control how long I stay like that.

Just show my face occasionally, enough to maintain Master’s prestige.

"I heard what happened earlier too. That someone asked my disciple to demonstrate a martial technique."

"Geaek...?"

Sorry, Ma Hwi.

We’re not close or anything, but I don’t think I’ll be able to save you.

"I don’t plan to punish him. I understand—he’s not part of our cult, and curiosity was bound to spark when he heard you were the cult leader’s disciple."

Thank goodness.

Master really does seem like a true leader.

You can’t read her expression, but I’m sure she’s always thinking deeply.

"The problem is... that incident has stirred up a new wave within the Heavenly Demon Cult."

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I wiggled my tail as I dangled from her grip.

"Geaek?"

A new wave?

"There’s more than one person trying to mimic that strange footwork."

"Gek..."

It hasn’t even been that long—how did this already reach her?

Well, I guess it’s not that surprising if she knew Ma Hwi had provoked me.

"And I understand why. You were in a situation where you had to demonstrate a martial art, but nothing suitable for your human body came to mind, did it?"

Right on the mark.

Not that I didn’t have any options.

But nothing I could actually use in that situation.

Black Demon Death Palm was way too dangerous.

And Enlightened Buddha Palm? Definitely not something I should be using inside the Heavenly Demon Cult.

"You’ve lived your entire life in lizard form. It makes sense that techniques using a human body would feel unfamiliar."

"Gekgek."

She’s right.

I became her disciple not because I had a human body, but because I didn’t.

A human body and a human mind couldn’t understand her martial arts.

"Which is why I plan to teach you a new technique. Not footwork this time, but something else you can actually use."

"Geekek!"

She’s going to teach me martial arts.

No matter how many times I hear it, those words always sound amazing.

...Wait, huh?

Wait—Master’s going to teach me martial arts?

“Geaeek...”

Look, I don’t know about anything else, but Master is genuinely terrible at teaching people.

Honestly, it might be easier to learn how to spin webs from Pus.

Or maybe even easier to pick up those chest exercises So-Yeong keeps talking about.

The only reason I managed to learn anything at all is because I’m a ridiculously gifted lizard. Any other lizard would've given up ages ago.

And now she wants me to learn martial arts from her again?

The moment she made that face, my entire perspective flipped.

“Geeeek!”

She didn’t grab me by the scruff—she grabbed me by the tail.

“I plan to pass down select martial arts from each sect under the Heavenly Demon Cult. The elders, and some of our allied spirit beasts, will assist.”

“Gekek!”

Ohhh, that’s what you meant?

You should’ve just said so earlier.

Wait—other spirit beasts?

Now that’s something to get excited about.

There might be more beings out there on par with the Snake Queen.

Maybe I’ll finally meet a tiger-type spirit beast.

Tigers with wings are like the ultimate fantasy, after all.

I did meet Qiongqi, but he didn’t quite do it for me.

Qiongqi was male.

“Gerong...”

Just as I started to daydream happily about who I might meet next and wagged my tail—

Nope. Couldn’t wag it.

Master was still holding onto it, and the situation was starting to get a little... complicated.

I already have Baek Yeon-yeong as my master, and now I'm getting another one?

“Geaeek...”

I might not know much, but that sounds like a recipe for trouble.

“Don’t worry. Do you really think I’d give my disciple to another master?”

“Gek?”

At her gesture, I swayed midair and landed gently into a warm embrace.

“Gerong...”

“Rather than calling it instruction, think of it as... exchange. That’s a better term.”

Exchange?

Ah, I get it now.

I teach one of my techniques, and in return, I learn one from the elders.

That way, there’s no need to label it a master-disciple relationship.

It’s literally just an exchange.

The Heavenly Demon Cult gets a unique technique no one else knows, strengthening their forces—and I get something in return, too.

And if I pass what I learn to my followers? That strength could multiply exponentially.

Seolhwa used that Ice Spirit Divine Art, didn’t she? Maybe I can try picking that up too.

It’d be perfect for Baekrang.

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But, Master...

“Kehhek... Kerong... Gerorong.”

I can’t breathe.

“Hm? When did you crawl in there?”

Completely unfazed, Master gently pulled my head out.

Since I’d already landed there, I got comfortable.

“Gerong.”

Alright, time to receive what I’m owed.

But what should I teach them in return?

Should I teach them how to fire a Death Beam?

Nah, it’s probably better to give them something humans can actually use...

“Your footwork has become a hot topic among the elders.”

So kind of Master, giving me a hint like that.

...Wait a second. The elders saw that?

If I’d known, I would’ve shown something even cooler.

Like that pseudo-Air-Walk move where I splash and launch into the sky.

“The elders looked like drowned rats trying to mimic it. It was hilarious—you should’ve seen it yourself.”

So they did like it.

So-ryong Deungcheonbo.

Honestly, it’s a completely broken technique.

In some ways, it might even outclass Reverse Scale.

Back when I was just a tiny lizard, it didn’t stand out as much.

It was basically just Green Basilisk energy—running on water.

But now that I’ve gotten bigger and more skilled, it’s practically turned into my own signature technique.

A ten-meter-long monster lizard running over water, leaping from droplets into aerial combat—what more could you want from a martial art?

If it rains, theoretically, I could even pull off a 99-stage jump.

What I showed back then was only a fraction of its full power, but the elders, seasoned as they are, recognized the value of So-ryong Deungcheonbo immediately.

“Gekgek.”

Alright then. I’ll teach them So-ryong Deungcheonbo.

Not that they’ll ever be able to replicate it exactly.

We have completely different body structures.

But I can at least teach them how to stay afloat on water.

And in exchange, I plan to slurp up all the incredible martial arts they have to offer.

That’s what I call a profitable trade.

...Wait. The elders got soaked trying to copy my footwork?

They couldn’t mimic water walking, even as high-level experts?

That’s... kind of weird, no?

“What should we call the technique? They’re all referring to it as Heavenly Demon Moonstep, but that’s a bit...”

...

Heavenly Demon Moonstep.

So what they want me to teach them isn’t So-ryong Deungcheonbo, but the Moonwalk?

The elders were practicing Moonwalk and ended up falling into the lake?

I just stared blankly at Master.

“Why that expression?”

So now I have to give one-on-one Moonwalk lessons to top-level martial artists?

And they agreed to trade their secret arts for that?

Heavenly Demon Cult...

Are you really okay with this?