"White dragon, Cloidya."

As Muria uttered the name, all the dragons in the vicinity turned their gaze toward a slender and delicate white dragon, also a fledgling with a large head and a small body like the others.

This white dragon was noticeably different from the others. As she squatted down, she exuded an air of intellectual elegance, causing the nearby white dragons to unconsciously gather around her, as if she were their leader.

Upon hearing her name, the white dragon Cloidya stood up and walked toward Muria with confidence in her eyes.

"Damn it, why does the shame of dragonkind, the white dragon, have such outstanding magical talent?"

"Hey, how many spells do you think Cloidya has learned this time and how much reward she'll get from Muria?"

"Who knows, she's a freak among dragons. Her reward for one spell is more than what ten other dragons get combined."

"I really doubt if Cloidya is really a white dragon. She's like a silver dragon disguised in white dragon skin."

"You have that suspicion too? Me too. But I suspect her parents might have had a crystal dragon in the bloodline. How could a white dragon be so abnormal!"

...

As the young white dragon Cloidya moved away from where the fledglings were gathered, the other dragons, feeling an invisible restraint lift, began to whisper and discuss, expressing their opinions.

"Cloidya, show us the spells you've learned!" Unlike with other dragons, Muria looked at the young white dragon with a faint smile, not specifying which spell she should cast, because he didn't need to.

As the fledglings had discussed, Cloidya was a different kind of dragon. Unlike the others who learned spells for crystals, Cloidya learned spells for the sake of learning. She had a strong interest in studying, a natural spellcaster.

"Bull's Strength!" "Cat's Grace!" "Eagle's Splendor!" "Fox's Cunning!" "Owl's Insight!"

In the blink of an eye, Cloidya simultaneously cast five second-tier transmutation spells, her dazzling magical aura almost blinding the eyes of the many fledglings watching her.

"Nearly instant... five spells." Muria looked somewhat astonished at the young white dragon before him. He also felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. This dragon had only been alive for two years and had only reached the third tier of bronze strength.

More importantly, her third-tier bronze strength was achieved through her own relentless meditation, because when Cloidya was born, she was only at the second tier of bronze. She worked much harder than any other dragon.

Hard work pays off, which was the best explanation for Cloidya's achievements.

"Is that all?" Muria looked at her with a hint of expectation. Cloidya had already learned all the second-tier spells available to her, and these five transmutation spells were ones she had already mastered. Now, she was demonstrating her spellcasting ability.

Upon hearing Muria's question, Cloidya said nothing. She dispelled the effects of the five transmutation spells on herself, then began to chant a spell. Cold wind rose on the training ground as Cloidya's voice fluctuated rhythmically...

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Dozens of soccer-sized ice balls formed in the air as Cloidya chanted her spell. Then, the young white dragon pointed her claws at a bear-shaped wooden target. The ice balls turned into white streaks and shot straight at the target.

"Crack!" Sixteen consecutive ice balls struck the roughly five-meter-tall bear-shaped wooden target, instantly reducing it to a pile of frost-covered splinters. The remaining ice balls continued to shoot out and struck other targets, coating them with a layer of frost.

"Third-tier spell, Hailstorm." Muria gasped. It was known that only silver-tier dragons could cast third-tier spells.

"Cross-tier casting." On the training ground, many fledglings looked at Cloidya with envy, jealousy, and admiration. Because they were also learning spells, they knew what Cloidya's actions meant.

Muria looked at the young white dragon Cloidya with a somewhat complicated expression. In any world, there were always beings whose abilities far surpassed those of their peers, and they were often much more diligent than their peers, exchanging their hard work for outstanding results.

"Third-tier spell, reward of forty crystals. But, casting a third-tier spell with bronze-tier strength, the reward is multiplied by ten. Plus, casting nearly instantaneously five second-tier spells, the reward is one hundred crystals."

Muria announced loudly the reward he was planning to give Cloidya. The five hundred crystals as a reward stirred up almost all the fledglings. It was a treasure beyond the imagination of these fledglings, who had just been born a few years ago.

The fledglings looked at Cloidya with burning eyes, wishing they were the ones receiving Muria's reward. Cloidya could also feel the envious and malicious gazes upon her, but she didn't care. In this dragon castle, Muria was the absolute ruler, and now this ruler was favoring her.

"Muria, can I change my reward?" Just as Muria was about to take out the crystals to give to Cloidya, she suddenly spoke up with a request.

"What do you want to change it to?" Muria was surprised for a moment but responded very kindly. He truly admired and liked this scholar dragon. He realized that Cloidya's achievements and strength were the result of her relentless meditation and practice. Only through effort could one reap rewards.

"I want magic crystals." The young white dragon looked up at Muria, feeling a bit nervous. Cloidya was smarter than the other fledglings; she knew that Muria rewarded them with crystals because he didn't care about them. But magic crystals were different. These crystalline structures filled with elemental energy were a valuable currency in the world, far more useful than gold and silver, and practically never devalued.

"Sure." To Cloidya's surprise, Muria agreed without much thought, not showing the explosive anger she had expected. Muria seemed even more generous than she had imagined.

"But if I exchange it for magic crystals, I can't give you five hundred. Ten crystals for one magic crystal. This time, I'll give you fifty elemental crystals as a reward. Do you have a problem with that?" Muria said to Cloidya.

"Mm-hmm!" The young white dragon smiled and nodded happily. This amount was already beyond her expectations.

Then, in front of all the fledglings, she packed the sky-blue glowing water element magic crystals into her storage space, ignoring all the envious and jealous gazes.

...

And so, Muria did not let the fledglings he raised become like the dragons in Elasia, eating and sleeping all day long. Instead, he carefully planned their schedules and assigned them learning tasks according to their individual abilities.

For dragons who followed his rules and completed their learning tasks on time, he not only rewarded them with large quantities of crystals but also allowed them to make additional requests. Most of the fledglings eligible to make requests wanted to visit the legendary White Jade Shrine.

Yes, for fledglings born and raised in the dragon castle, the White Jade Shrine was legendary. Legend had it that the White Jade Shrine was paved with gold bricks, silver for tiles, and decorated with crystal gemstones in every room, each filled with treasures beyond a dragon's imagination.

This had been a legend among fledglings for some time, but after the first fledgling, the scholar dragon Cloidya, returned from the White Jade Shrine with Muria, the legend became reality.

All the fledglings, upon learning of the White Jade Shrine's existence, became incredibly motivated to learn, to a point that even Muria found surprising. This once again proved dragons' desire and greed for treasure.

The fact that fledglings were studying hard to see the White Jade Shrine was looked down upon by the six adolescent red dragons who had already entered the dragon period. They had witnessed the construction of the White Jade Shrine and even sneaked in to steal from it. This made the six adolescent dragons inexplicably feel superior.

Time passed quickly among Muria's training and teaching of these fledglings. During this time, because they were used to squabbling every day, Muria had a period of considerable discomfort, occasionally having to punish a few troublemaking dragons.

When Muria turned eighteen, the fledglings began to enter their dormant period, one after another. They had passed the fledgling stage and needed to enter the dragon period through dormancy, ushering in another phase of physical growth.

The number of fledglings studying decreased significantly due to this inevitable change, making Muria initially quite uncomfortable. From that moment on, Muria realized that he didn't hate these fledglings as much as he had thought. On the contrary, after spending a long time with them, he grew to like these unruly, occasionally mischievous fledglings. Educating them had become a part of his life.

Fortunately, these fledglings were born at different times over three years, so the times they entered dormancy were also different, ensuring that there were always dragons receiving Muria's guidance, preventing him from being idle.

When Muria turned twenty, the red dragon eggs gifted to him by the golden dragon mother Atelis hatched, and almost simultaneously, they entered dormancy. Their fledgling stage was over, and after their dormancy ended, they would become six adolescent dragons.

Upon hearing this news, Muria remained silent in his room for a long time. Over the passing years, apart from growing taller and reaching the fifth tier of silver in strength, he had changed little as a person. He still looked like a child, and even in his human form, he was still a little brat.

Muria's lifespan was longer than that of dragons, so naturally, each stage of his life was longer, surpassing his imagination as a human in his previous life.