Surrounded by Dragons and at a Loss

Hearing what the old man said, Feng Xia had his nth headache.

In any case, it was very painful and not just any ordinary pain. He could feel that this was going to be an extraordinarily big one.

"Damn it… Why is it always me?"

Feng Xia could not help but sigh in his heart.

Furthermore, at this moment, he finally discovered a huge drawback of the Mysterious Art of Creation. The Mysterious Art of Creation could not create flesh and blood out of thin air, he could only make changes based on the existing flesh and blood.

In other words, compressing himself into a young boy was not a problem. It was not even a problem for him to change from a boy to a loli. After all, he had enough flesh and blood to do that and could change in whatever way he wanted.

However, the reverse might not be possible.