Mystical Journey

“You still aren’t leaving yet?” Ann’s voice instantly appeared in Garen’s mind.

Garen was speechless as he levitated in the air. He stared at the crevice pitifully as he hoped that Ann would throw out the Suffering Cores. Since she might not see them as valuable items, he would gladly take them away.

It would be a waste for him to not take these cores.

However, it seemed that Ann did not intend to throw them out.

Garen shamelessly waited for a while longer and reluctantly left after realizing that it was hopeless.

He turned his head around and looked at the snowy peak before flying back into the blizzard.

He was unsure of Ann’s identity, but he knew that she was way above him, especially when he first witnessed the ridiculous power where time seemed to have been reversed. Garen had never encountered such a ridiculous power, even when he was in the Mech World where the laws were the most lenient.

To be able to instantly recover what had already been destroyed. Something this ridiculous could only be referred to as a miracle…

Garen then flew into the white blizzard which connected the sky and the earth, carrying the remnants of his doubts along with him.

It was different from the previous experience as the necklace on his neck vanished as if it had never existed. At first, Garen could not see anything in front of him, and the next thing he realized was that he had already arrived at the entrance of the Fiery Blaze Mountain Range, which was directly in front of him.

The sky was already dark, and the purple crescent moon showered everything underneath it with a silver moonlight.

Garen was certain that he was inside the blizzard a moment ago; there was no longer a single indication of a blizzard around him.

“The blizzard appears at one second and disappears at the next. This is indeed mysterious… Perhaps it is a secondary plane independent of the primary plane?”

He did not put much thought into it; it would be pointless even if he had done so.

He increased his speed as he started flying toward the White Dragon Clan.

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Deep within the Fiery Blaze Mountain Range.

A faint green fire was burning inside the cave.

“It happened again… They couldn’t even release the Projection Scroll in time.” A pale, old voice came from the depths of the cave.

“We have already lost three knights. We have never encountered such a loss since the past few thousand years,” the silver-striped Knight said softly.

He and another silver-striped Knight were kneeling down in front of the green fire.

“I’ve done enough preparation this time but they couldn’t even open up the scroll in time… My tracker had disappeared as well.” The old and pale voice sounded confused. “Perhaps there exists a secondary plane nearby, since leaving the primary plane is the only way to disconnect the tracker that I created.”

“Master, do you wish to negotiate with the White Dragon Clan?” A beautiful female voice came from one of the dark corners.

“What’s the point of looking for them? Even the White Dragon Clan does not wish to provoke the being behind that abnormal soul. That being is, at the very least, a Level Nine since it was able to eliminate two Level Seven instantly,” The old and pale voice responded.

“What do you mean?” The female voice sounded puzzled.

“We shall wait and see. Soon, something will happen to that small clan… And we will act when they’re too busy with their own affairs. The movement of the Snow City… is soon…”

“I understand…” The female voice stopped speaking. She seemed to have recalled something as she understood what he was referring to.

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Four months had passed in a blink of an eye.

Garen had holed up inside the clan ever since his return for several reasons. Firstly, he was waiting to be summoned to collect Demon Cores. Secondly, it was obvious that the opponent had an incredibly-powerful organization backing two of the Suffering Knights whom he encountered back then. It was an organization so powerful that he currently could not fight against. Hence he decided to stay within the Elder’s Peak to continue his training.

The rest of the teenage dragons from the teenage class had been summoned to participate in the war and only a few dragons had yet to be summoned. Garen was one of them. He even suspected that the summoner had accidentally died somewhere in the battlefield.

Since there were no updates, he decided to wander around within the White Dragon Clan.

Ever since he was reincarnated into this world, he did not dare to wreak havoc everywhere because his soul was unique. There was supervision being done by the God, not to mention the old White Dragon God lived in the area too. However, he felt that he had almost solved the issue in which his soul and body were not coordinated with each other.

Hence, he finally had enough courage to start understanding the overall situation around him.

He would set out every morning and start moving around the residential area. He would slowly fly around the Elder’s Peak and avoid places protected by the Dragon Guards as well as private properties that had obviously been spread with the Draconic Aura.

It took Garen four full days to finish checking out the entire White Dragon Clan’s area.

The Elder’s Peak was not just a single peak. With the main peak as the epicenter, there were thirty-two other secondary peaks surrounding it, all of which housed the strongest and highest authoritative White Dragons.

Further out from the main peak was the residential area of the weaker White Dragon families. The outermost regions were the forests and breeding grounds. There were humans from the Deladia Empire living in the forest, together with the Thunder Snake of the Vassal Clan. There were also Dog-headed Humans as the minority. They knew how to speak in the Draconic Language even though they had just migrated here for less than a year. The Sacrificial Scroll unique to the Dog-headed Humans were the popular currency among the humans. They relied on the White Dragon Clan to protect them from the wild creatures and the small market that the humans had created had started to develop. The items that could be bought had expanded, and the variety had increased as well. Naturally, the prices had become more reasonable.

Occasionally, living beings from the other clans would bring their specialties along to make a trade as well.

They had been breeding dragon beasts species in groups in the breeding ground. They were the main cannon fodders in the war and would often be sold to the humans as pets or carriers. The material required to create the Dragon Leather Scroll which the Wizards required originated from them as well. The Dragon Leather Scroll and the Dragon Blood Ink actually did not derive from the bodies of the authentic dragon clan. In fact, they were products obtained from these dragon species.

In these aspects, the White Dragon Clan seemed to have reached a long-term agreement with the nobles from the Deladia Empire.

Garen realized that the humans within the clan had steadily increased over time and the Elder’s Peak had enacted an Act preventing any conflict between the human and dragons. The majority of the White Dragons were willing to obey the law after several severe punishments toward a few Adult White Dragons. After all, conflicts were not the only thing humans was able to bring upon them. They could also bring upon all kinds of food, resources and shiny objects which they adored.

As the White Dragon Clan worked alongside with the Deladia Empire, their food and drink were greatly assured for the past year or so. All they had to do was to give up some items that did not matter to them. These items included the dragon scales that had been shed off from their body, dragon claws that had to be cut off due to overgrowth, or previous collections which they were bored with or no longer benefited them. In return, they would obtain a luxurious life and no longer be required to go out to risk their lives as they hunted for their own food.

Garen returned to his cave at the mountainside as he took a turn around the entire Elder’s Peak. He had a slight gist of what the humans were trying to do.

They planned to domesticate the White Dragon Clan to the point where they could not live without them. Then they would form an alliance or even enslave them!

However, these were none of his concern. Perhaps it would be better this way as it would be a win-win situation compared to the wandering lifestyle.

He returned to his cave as he continued to accumulate his Potential Points. Three months had passed in a blink of an eye, and a new batch of dragon whelps had been born.

The day was the sixteenth day of the seventh month.

A new batch of dragon whelps had hatched in the clan and had enrolled in the Nurturing Course. The Soul Inspection was being held on the Elder’s Peak. It was a major event as the soul inspection ceremony was still held by the Great Elder.

Garen did not head out to see the ceremony. Instead, he decided to stay inside in his cave alone to rest. He had started to value the Draconic Aura after he realizing its effect during the battle with the Suffering Knights.

However, something seemed to have occurred during the Soul Inspection ceremony. Sathree and Safour, who had attended the event, rushed back to the cave.

“Something terrible has happened!”

Sathree shouted as he rushed towards Garen impatiently.

“Something terrible has happened in the clan. Garen, how could you have the mood to stay inside here. Let’s go have a look!”

“Something terrible?” Garen widened his eyes as he looked at the hysterical Sathree and Safour.

“What’s going on? Isn’t the major Soul Inspection ceremony being held right now?”

“It’s the Soul Inspection. Boris’ grandfather is in trouble!”

“It’s not just them, Leona’s grandfather is in trouble as well! The three elders had allied with the humans and betrayed the clan!”

“They’d imprisoned the Great Elder and said that he’s a rebel!”

Both dragon whelps took turns to inform Garen as to what had transpired as they rushed toward him, trying to pull him to the scene.

“Boris and Leona are currently being isolated and questioned! Saszt tried to save them but he was taken away by his parents. We couldn’t think of any idea and had no choice but to come to you to solve this issue!”

“Garen, you always have a solution to a problem. Please think of a way to help them!”

Although the dragon whelps are naturally selfish, they had befriended Boris and Leona after getting along with them for a long time. They came rushing back and reporting everything because they were friends.

Garen was pulled out of the cave by two dragon whelps and they flew directly towards the Elder’s Peak.

He had obtained thirty-five Potential Points since his return seven months ago. Thirty out of the thirty-five points were all added to his Strength, Agility, and Vitality, pushing his Attributes to an unprecedented state. The remaining five points had been used to increase the effect of Draconic Aura.

Both of his Strength and Agility had reached 57 points and his Vitality had reached 50 points.

Garen’s body size was technically no different compared to a typical teenage dragon, which was the size of a horse. Still, his fighting ability had technically reached the level of the strongest matured White Dragons.

His powerful Vitality had given him a stronger Spell Immunity and an even higher physical defense.

Garen brought two of the dragon whelps along and rushed directly toward the sundial-like interrogation platform which was located at the side of the Elder’s Peak.

A lot of White Dragons and humans could be seen gathering over there from afar through the white mist.

The sundial was a complete mess as the sharp long needle was broken; a battle seemed to have occurred there.

Boris had been restrained by two teenage dragons as he was pressed onto the ground, unable to move at all. All he could do was to give off an agonizing roar.

The entire situation was divided into three parties. The first one was the humans in a gorgeous silver gold attire. They were in a group, and aura kept oozing out from the strongest humans among them. Two of the warriors in golden armor had caught Garen’s attention as the weapons they were holding were releasing a terrifyingly powerful threat; it seemed to be weapons that had been stained with the Dragon Blood.

One did not even need to look to know that these two Warriors were incredibly powerful.

On the other hand, the White Dragons were separated into two groups where one was a bigger group than the other.

The third elder was smiling with a staff in his hand as he represented the majority of the dragons. He had two White Dragon Guards in a silver heavy armor by his side as he spoke to the minority of the White Dragons. There were a huge group of powerful Adult White Dragons hovering in the air behind him as they kept growled at them.

Most of the White Dragons in the minority were all adults; all of them were in disdain, annoyed and angry.

“The second elder will never betray us!”

“You can’t simply judge the second elder with your evidence!”

“This is a conspiracy!”

“Third elder, are you trying to let the Great Tiamat see through your evil soul?!” The strongest Adult White Dragon among the minority group walked out and shouted.