"Dang! Dang! Move aside!" Early in the morning, the bronze bell on the clock tower of the Five-Colored Dragon Castle was struck by the stationed Storm Giant, and the melodious and deep sound of the bell spread to every corner of the castle.

The entire Five-Colored Dragon Castle was boiling with excitement. At the moment the bell rang, nearly a hundred doors were opened simultaneously, and tiny dragons with big heads and small bodies rushed out of their rooms like they were on fire, eagerly heading towards the same place in the castle.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! We have to get to the dining hall before the bell stops ringing."

"Don't block the way, I don't want to be punished by Muria."

"Move aside, move aside, if you don't move, I'll breathe fire!"

"Come on, breathe it out, I'm not afraid of you, Red Dragon!"

"You foolish dragons, fight all you want. If you're late, just accept Muria's punishment quietly. Don't scream in misery later."

The corridors, originally wide enough for four giants to pass through, were suddenly blocked by these dragons, the largest of which was only four meters long.

These ill-tempered dragons started squabbling in the corridor as soon as they met, occasionally breathing out harmless dragon breath at each other. In short, they were spitting at each other.

The cloud giants guarding the corridor didn't bother to intervene. They allowed these dragons to brawl under their feet. At first, this scene was amusing, but seeing it every day made them sick of it. After all, these were just newborn dragons who couldn't harm them at all.

In the castle's dining hall, Muria sat at the head, overlooking the neatly arranged black iron tables below. From his perspective, everything was orderly and pleasing.

However, when the Storm Giant struck the bronze bell on the castle's clock tower, Muria's brows furrowed. He heard the noisy commotion coming from the castle corridors.

"Still the same. After teaching them for so long, there's been no change. Could it be that my punishments are too lenient?" Muria rubbed his temples, feeling troubled.

Just then, at the entrance of the dining hall directly opposite Muria, a fully black dragon flapped its wings and rushed out first. When it realized it was the first one, it raised its head and roared, cheering:

"Awwooo! Today, I'm the first one here!"

"Cough!" Seeing the proud little black dragon, Muria cleared his throat lightly. The little black dragon trembled at the sound, suddenly appearing deflated.

"Muria, I know, no noise allowed." The little black dragon shrank back, looking at Muria with fear from its seat under the gaze of Muria, who was sitting on a three-tiered platform.

"I won't make noise anymore, I'll just sit quietly." Saying this, the little black dragon obediently walked to its seat and sat on the hard cushion, waiting patiently for all the dragons to arrive and for the most exciting part of the day to begin before eating.

As the little black dragon entered the dining hall, one by one, dragons of various scales and colors rushed into the hall amidst the long and melodious ringing of the bell. When these dragons entered the hall, there was still some noise, but as soon as they saw Muria staring at them from the raised platform, they quickly quieted down, some even walking carefully on tiptoe to avoid making too much noise.

"Dang!" The last bell rang, and then everything fell silent. Muria, with an expressionless face, looked towards the entrance of the dining hall. Before the bell rang, the dragons entering their seats also looked towards the entrance.

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Under Muria's and the other dragons' gaze, a small red dragon with scales as bright as fire, along with two small blue dragons with brilliant azure scales, cautiously entered the hall. The scratches on their bodies fully indicated that they had just been fighting in the corridor.

"You three are late," Muria said, sitting at the head of the hall, his voice devoid of emotion.

"Muria, it's not my fault!" Before Muria could continue, the late little red dragon complained loudly, "It's these two, they blocked my way and even attacked me together."

Hearing the words of the little red dragon, the other two blue dragons immediately glared at it. "It's clearly you who's unreasonable. We were in front of you, why should we let you pass?"

"Yeah, Red Dragon thinks it's so great. We Blue Dragons aren't afraid."

The words of the little blue dragon made many other blue dragons at the table nod secretly, thinking that the little blue dragon made sense. Red dragons were indeed the strongest among the five-colored dragons, but blue dragons weren't inferior.

"Enough." Muria saw the three dragons below still about to argue and interrupted with a cold voice. The five-colored dragons all had extremely bad temperaments; they would fight at the drop of a hat. For them, this was too normal, and Muria had seen it happen every day.

"No need for excuses. As per the usual rule, being late means punishment." Muria's gaze was cold as he looked down at the three restless dragons. "Whether you voluntarily accept it or want other dragons to help you?"

Upon hearing Muria's words, a little blue dragon hesitated for a moment before making up its mind and stepped forward with a determined expression and a resigned air, walking towards Muria.

Then it came under the platform where Muria was sitting, and with a reluctant expression, climbed onto the first tier.

Muria's platform was not high, only three tiers, but each tier was quite spacious. What was most special was that there were dozens of hexagram arrays on the first and second tiers respectively, each emitting a faint spiritual light.

These were arrays that Muria had prepared specifically for these ill-tempered five-colored dragons, based on their living habits and attributes. Each array could punish up to fifty five-colored dragon hatchlings simultaneously.

The little blue dragon, with a sorrowful expression, stepped into one of the arrays on the first tier. As soon as its entire body entered the array, the white light on the hexagram array gradually became bright and dazzling.

"Hmm!" Along with the activation of the array, a cold air spread out. Except for the White Dragon, who showed a face of enjoyment, the other four types of dragons shivered.

"Roar!" The little blue dragon let out a short and urgent roar, and then its voice was gone. It was because the little blue dragon was now enveloped in freezing water emitting from the array, lifted by the power of the array, and displayed in front of all the dragons.

"Late, plus fighting, punishment time, fifteen minutes." Muria announced the punishment result for the little blue dragon with an expressionless face. Seeing many dragons below looking fearful and afraid, Muria sighed inwardly.

These evil dragon hatchlings made mistakes every day for various reasons. Punishing them every day by himself was tiresome, so Muria arranged targeted arrays for these five-colored dragons according to their living habits and attributes to strengthen the punishment effect.

Blue dragons were earth-type dragons that liked to nest in deserts and could also breathe out linear lightning. Punishing them with golden thunder wouldn't work; they were too resistant to lightning damage.

Facing this situation, Muria arranged an array that could produce freezing water below zero degrees but wouldn't freeze, maximizing the discomfort for blue dragons. Moreover, the effects of the array were not limited to that.

On the fully activated array, a huge ball of frozen water with a diameter of three meters floated. The little blue dragon struggled desperately inside the water ball, looking extremely painful.

Muria watched the little blue dragon as if it was about to die, feeling nothing in his heart. He had seen the vitality of dragons too many times; this level of punishment could only make them uncomfortable and miserable, far from lethal.

"Is my punishment array effect too weak?" Muria looked down. "My array can only make the hatchlings slightly fearful. The fact that they repeat their mistakes every three days indicates that these dragons are not afraid of punishment at all. I need to modify and strengthen the punishment effect."

"What's even more ridiculous," Muria looked down at the dragons sitting at the dining table, eagerly watching the punishment of the little blue dragon, feeling a sense of powerlessness, "is that their fellow dragons in trouble don't even evoke a bit of sympathy from them. Instead, they become objects of amusement. Evil dragons truly live up to their name."

After sighing, Muria then cast his gaze towards the two dragons at the door, with looks of fear on their faces. The dragons around them were already eager to help.

"Help them." With a wave of his hand, Muria's face also showed a wicked smile. Although he was troubled by the evil nature of the dragons, there were entertainment activities almost every day, which had to continue as usual.

Upon hearing Muria's words, the dragons around the little blue and little red dragons rushed forward like hungry wolves, grabbing tails, wings, and heads...even the White Dragon joined in. Dragons of all colors were eager to participate.

"Roar!" "Roar!"... The entire dining hall suddenly became lively, with all the dragons entering an excited state, as if they were in a frenzy.

"Don't do this! We're of the same kind, you can't do this to us."

"You're also a blue dragon, have you lost all your dragon nature? I don't want to be punished, let go of me."

Dozens of dragons surrounded the little blue and little red dragons, and immediately angry roars and desperate cries resounded. But soon they were drowned out by the excited voices of the dozen or so dragons.

They had caught these two poor little dragons, pulling their tails, dragging their wings, pressing their heads...the evil nature of the five-colored dragons was beginning to show.

"Behave yourselves and don't struggle."

"Roar, you jerk of a Red Dragon, I finally got the chance to get back at you. Three days ago, when I was punished, you were the one who pulled my wings and dragged me up with the other dragons. Now you want me to let you go? Dream on!"

"Hmph, you two jerks, you've finally got the chance for payback. Resistance is futile."

"I'll send you up there to enjoy it!"

"Making mistakes leads to punishment, roar, don't struggle."