"Hmm." Muria nodded as he heard Jinlongniang's words. He wasn't sure if his father, Ansuor, visiting him only once was normal for his current status or not.

"Uh." Seeing Muria's indifferent reaction, Jinlongniang felt somewhat bored. But soon, her golden eyes lit up when she noticed the silver-blue metal block in her son's hand.

"What's this?" Jinlongniang reached out her hand, and Muria felt a force he couldn't resist acting on the precious metal he held. Soon, he watched helplessly as the ingot flew out of his hand and landed in front of Jinlongniang.

With bright eyes and a delicate face, Jinlongniang looked at the ingot, which was half her size, and her face lit up with joy. Her slender hands caressed the ingot as she exclaimed, "Well, well, I didn't expect to find such a big treasure in my own castle."

"That's mine, Mother." Muria saw Jinlongniang shamelessly trying to claim the legendary metal for herself and hurriedly spoke up.

"Yours?" Jinlongniang glanced at Muria sideways. "You haven't even left this island, so where did you get such precious metal? It must be from my castle."

"It was a gift from the leader of the Cloud Giants, Borton, given to me to forge my exclusive weapon," Muria tried to reclaim the legendary metal that belonged to him.

"Exclusive weapon?" Jinlongniang pondered for a moment. "You're still too young for that. Why the rush?"

Then, with a mischievous smile, the stunning golden-haired girl looked at Muria and said, "Besides, you're still young. Such a precious thing, you might lose it accidentally. So, let me keep it for you until you grow up, and then I'll give it back to you."

"Give it back to me when I grow up?" Muria gritted his teeth. This familiar tactic, deceiving children. Although he had a large physique, he was still a young cub. But his experience wasn't.

"That's it." Jinlongniang looked at Muria's slightly darkening face and quickly picked up the ingot, opened a portal, and ran back to her room.

Just as Jinlongniang, Atris, returned to her room without touching the portal, she stuck her head out again. "Oh, Little Muria, here's a piece of advice for you. Go to my library and find the spell book that records the Transformation spell. Learn how to transform into a human. You'll enjoy a lot of fun."

After speaking, Jinlongniang remembered something else and leaned in again, glancing at the six trembling dragon hatchlings. "Take good care of these six little dragons, don't let them die. As for the rest, anything goes."

With that, the portal emitting a blue light edge collapsed and dissipated, scattering specks of light.

Muria raised the hand that had just held the ingot and began to stare blankly. "Jinlongniang's greed exceeds my imagination. Damn, she even wants to snatch her own son's things."

"Young Master Muria." Sofia, the head maid, called softly from the side. "Are you okay?"

Muria took a deep breath and exhaled. He nodded at the golden-haired maid, "I'm fine, it's just a piece of precious metal, no big deal."

Although he said that, he still felt a bit unbearable. He turned to Sofia and said, "I'm going to the library to find a book. You take care of these six dragon hatchlings first."

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With that, Muria left the room and headed to Jinlongniang's library. After experiencing a period of sleep, Muria found that he was full of energy now. He could bounce around all day, still not feeling sleepy or tired at all.

"The collection of books here is really exaggerated." Muria stood at the door of the library, gazing at the endless shelves. Just as he was about to enter and find a book, he awkwardly realized a fact.

"Why are the passages between the bookshelves designed according to human standards when it's a hundred-meter-long golden dragon?" Muria looked at the narrow aisles between the bookshelves, feeling annoyed. He couldn't even get in.

"Sigh, no wonder I was asked to learn Transformation, to turn into a human. Speaking of which, Transformation seems to be an innate spell for golden dragons. When they reach a certain age, they naturally learn it, without the need for deliberate study." Muria muttered.

Unable to enter the library, Muria walked out and asked two dragon maidens to help him retrieve books related to Transformation.

"Wow, I'm really privileged. I have natural mental power and magic power filling my whole body. According to Elasia's standards, I'm now at the Silver Third Rank, right? At this level, I can learn the Fourth Circle Transformation spell." Muria proudly thought to himself. However, his desire to learn Transformation became more urgent because he discovered a major inconvenience with his large size.

The size of the books didn't match his current form. Most spell books were written by human mages, so their sizes were based on human standards. It was better for him to transform into a human form to read the books.

"Constructing the spell model using mental power is a bit complicated." Muria frowned as he looked at the three-dimensional spell model in the spell book. This was only a Fourth Circle spell; how complex would the models for Ninth Circle or legendary spells be?

Without much thought, Muria sat cross-legged on the ground and attempted to use the meditation method from the golden dragon heritage to enter a meditative state. Although he wasted some time initially due to his excitement, he easily entered the meditative state as his mind calmed down.

Then, Muria, from the perspective of a third party observer, "saw" himself and began to construct a three-dimensional spell model using mental power. Each component of the spell model had to be precise, with no room for error in the size, angle, or spatial distance of each mental thread.

Perhaps because Transformation was a spell that golden dragons naturally possessed, constructing the spell model was much easier for Muria than he had imagined.

After a few failures, Muria successfully constructed the spell model for Transformation. A diamond-shaped transparent crystal appeared in his mental sea.

Curiously "looking" at this small crystal, Muria suddenly felt fortunate about his current identity. He knew he was a human mage. In the process of constructing a spell model, human mages would carefully consider and plan, as their mental power and capacity didn't allow for reckless actions.

An ordinary Silver mage, if they dared to act like Muria did, besides harming themselves, there would be no second outcome.

Muria was born with abundant mental power, and his mental power grew with his age. Unlike human mages who tirelessly meditated to increase their mental power, the growth Muria experienced from just one night's sleep surpassed what they could achieve in days.

So, Muria could be reckless in reading spell books after a few attempts. With plenty of mental power, failure a few times was no big deal; even if he exploded, the impact would only make him feel dizzy for a moment, and then it would be nothing, he could continue trying.

"What would I look like in human form?" Muria began to infuse his mental power into the spell model. The model, filled with his mental power, began to shine brightly, and some of his magic power was activated.

The brilliant light enveloped Muria's body, turning him into a large light ball. Then, the light ball quickly began to shrink—seven meters, five meters, three meters, one meter...

Muria looked around with a slightly bewildered expression at the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings. Everything around him seemed to have grown taller, as if he had entered a land of giants as a "little person."

"I've become smaller." Muria raised what seemed to be an unchanged hand and soon realized what had happened. He had successfully cast the Transformation spell and turned into a human.

Muria reached up to touch his head. The dragon horns were gone. He looked behind him; the broad dragon wings and long tail were also gone. He had indeed become a human.

"But, this isn't right." Muria extended his mental power and immediately saw his own image: a small, absurdly cute, black-haired and golden-eyed child.

"This way, people would believe I haven't been weaned yet!" Muria pinched his fair little cheeks. Hmm, they felt nice.

"This appearance is so far from what I imagined." Muria originally wanted to become a handsome young man, but he ended up as a child who hadn't been weaned.

"Does this human form correspond to my actual age range? According to the dragon's calculation, I've just left the dragonling stage. Corresponding to the human age range, wouldn't it be a weaned child?"

"After turning into a little bean, Muria immediately lost his patience to stay in the library. Under the gaze of two dragon maidens whose eyes were about to turn into stars, he turned and left the library. Muria walked all the way back to his room, receiving numerous affectionate gazes from the dragon maids along the way. No one mistook him, even though his size had decreased by tens of times, his appearance remained unchanged.

"Has Master Muria learned shapeshifting? Although his appearance hasn't changed, I think this small look is so cute now!"

"Yes, indeed! If it weren't for his status, I'd want to rush up and hug him."

"I also want to pinch his cheeks. He looks so adorable!"

... Muria listened to such similar comments all the way, feeling somewhat floaty inside. But as soon as he returned to his room, he was greeted by six pairs of crimson vertical pupils.

Seeing Muria in this form, Ostyn didn't even hesitate. He immediately pounced on him, and the action of the dragon whelp Ostyn immediately prompted the other dragon whelps to follow suit."