I Became an Evolving Lizard in a Martial Arts Novel

Human Transformation!

For most spirit beasts, it’s the ultimate dream.

Well, not for me. I’m sure there are a few others out there who feel the same way.

There have to be spirit beasts who dislike looking human and prefer scales or fur instead.

There are even humans like that, so it’d be weird if no spirit beasts felt the same.

At the very least, the ones around me seem to really like human transformation.

Some have already learned how to do it, while others train every day in the hopes of achieving it.

Pus and Tus were learning from Nephila, and the wolves spent their days spinning in circles under Baekrang’s instruction, trying to mimic the foxes in old stories who transformed by flipping through the air.

I wasn’t sure if that would actually work for wolves, but since Baekrang was teaching them, I had no right to complain.

She’d never done anything like that when she transformed, so she must’ve picked it up from somewhere else.

Since she was close to the Thousand-Year Fox, she probably got the idea from other foxes.

Either way, it seems that spirit beasts instinctively want to resemble humans.

Even back when Pus and Tus weren’t fully spirit beasts yet, and when Ilrang and Chilrang were still just wolves, they all wished to take on human form.

Besides, the previous Gomodo and Jinryong both had ties to humans.

Well, Jinryong’s case was a little more complicated, but even he admitted he liked having a human partner.

If high-ranking spirit beasts like them sought out humans, then taking on a human form must be a fundamental instinct.

But in my case… it’s a little different.

Human transformation?

Sure, it’d be nice to have.

But honestly, I didn’t mind being a lizard.

I never seriously pursued human transformation because I didn’t know how. I just accepted my reptilian existence.

And let’s be real—I could barely talk back then. Learning human transformation didn’t even seem like an option.

Looking back now, despite being stuck in a lizard’s body, I was living a pretty damn good life.

Of course, the beginning was brutal.

One moment I was human, and the next, I was a tiny lizard. There was no way that transition was going to be smooth.

Survival took priority, so I didn’t have the luxury of complaining. But in hindsight, every day was a struggle.

I had to gnaw on dried-up bugs just to eat. I couldn’t even close my eyes to sleep, so I had to place leaves over them.

Back then, if someone had offered to turn me back into a human, I would’ve done anything.

Shimma?

If it had shown up and asked, “Why are you only calling for me now?” I’d have sold my soul on the spot.

But if someone made that same offer now…

I don’t think I’d go that far.

I’d trade Seolhwa’s honey rice cakes, maybe. But that’s about it.

That just goes to show how little I care about it now.

I mean, being a lizard isn’t that bad.

Sure, my size was becoming an issue, but I could handle that with the miniaturization technique I learned from Old Man Compi.

And honestly? I’m not even sure human transformation would be a good idea.