Chapter 753: Chapter 742: Born Evil, Reversible Later in Life Chapter 753: Chapter 742: Born Evil, Reversible Later in Life Without engaging in too much conversation, Muria led these nine ancient dragons, along with their offspring and descendants, to the already established Dragon Clan Academy to observe the various facilities within.

“This is the grand library I have established. The books it houses are part of the inheritance of my dragon clan, as well as contributions from my human allies, the Naga Kingdom, the Giant Tribe, and many other forces from the Elf Royal Court. There are already millions of books in its collection…”

With immense pride, Muria pointed towards the architecture that was by far the most magnificent, introducing it to the ancient dragons in front of him.

“It contains all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge. The young dragons can enter this ocean of knowledge during their spare time in classes, absorbing what is beneficial for them, and thus strengthening themselves.”

“This is the Meditation Tower!” Muria pointed to a forest of towers. Each tower was shrouded in a visible elemental mist, colorful and pleasing to the eye.

“After the dragons enroll in the school, unless it is the necessary hibernation period when they enter the next age group, no young dragon is allowed to enter a prolonged sleep state during regular times. They must meditate and practice at all times, and must not slack off.”

“Your Majesty, isn’t this too harsh? I heard that the learning period for dragons is a century. If all that time is used for teaching, I’m afraid the knowledge would run out. It might be better to let the young dragons sleep a bit more.”

One of the ancient dragons felt that Muria was too harsh to even limit the sleep of the young dragons; it shouldn’t be like this.

“Knowledge is exhausted?” Muria seemed to have heard the most hilarious jokes in the world and laughed out loud, “Are you really a metallic dragon? You can actually utter such foolish words that knowledge is exhausted. You are my elder, and I see you are only about a thousand years old. But you’ve lived for a thousand years. Can you dare say that you know all the answers to all the problems in the world?”

“I can’t.” The ancient dragon who was just complaining looked slightly embarrassed. He just wanted to fight a bit for his descendants. According to Muria, except for the hibernation period, dragons couldn’t enter a long hibernation. He found this too strict, so he made a slight objection with an excuse. But Muria asked him if he was omniscient, which made him feel awkward.

“Since that’s the case, why are you opposing it? I once heard the saying of a sage that the sea of learning is boundless. The best time for a dragon to learn is when it’s young. If we don’t seize the moment to learn, when should we wait?”

Muria asked, then continued, “I once had an enemy. I don’t know exactly how old he is, but I know he’s lived for more than ten thousand years. I believe you’ve also heard his name. He’s the Great Lich, Captain Barbossa of the Undead, but even this pirate turned Lich held a book in his hand when I saw him. Even a ten-thousand-year-old Lich is so studious, what right does an ignorant young dragon have to be so lazy? Are they waiting to be beheaded by insignificant humans before they realize their regret?”

Hearing Muria’s words, the ancient dragon lowered his head, then helplessly stepped back. No other dragon dared to voice an opinion against what Muria had said. If dragons didn’t read and work hard, they wouldn’t even be able to compete with the Lich. How could they have the face to meet others?

Muria, seeing that he had convinced these ancient dragons, nodded in satisfaction. As for Barbossa reading books, who knew? He had never seen it anyway. The few times he had seen this great Lich, he was holding a knife and looked like a pirate. But considering the status he had achieved, he must have read a lot of books.

“This is a gravity chamber built specifically for young dragons to train their bodies. The gravity increases gradually from ten times to a hundred times, which can fully exercise the physique of those young dragons.”

Muria led the ancient dragons to a building and introduced it. Just as he was preparing to activate the magic array of the gravity chamber to allow these ancient dragons to experience it too, another dragon raised a doubt.

“Your Majesty, our Dragon Race is naturally strong. Is it necessary to train with this kind of gravity? Isn’t this a waste of time?”

“The dragon race has a strong physique?” Muria looked at the dragon who had spoken, a mocking smile on his face, “How strong? Compared to me, how do you fare?”

Upon hearing Muria’s words, the ancient dragons showed embarrassment on their faces. Most of them had been physically persuaded by Muria, naturally realizing the strength of Muria’s physique. If it were about strength, ordinary dragons would hardly compare to him.

“When I was young, I often trained my body under a hundred times gravity. If I could train my body like this when I was a young man, why can’t the young dragons? Are their physiques even stronger than mine?” Muria asked, “Is their physique stronger than Titan’s?”

“Even Titan trains with gravity?”

“Of course, as long as it can make the body stronger, the Titan is willing to try anything, even carrying a mountain.”

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After touring the Dragon Clan Academy prepared by Muria, one of the ancient dragons stepped forward and respectfully said to Muria,
“Your Majesty, the Academy you built has very complete facilities. For the moment, we could not find any omissions, but while the facilities are complete, there might be slight shortcomings in other areas.”

“What shortcomings? Feel free to voice them without worries,” Muria asked casually, giving these ancient dragons freedom to speak.

“Your Majesty, in our group of professors, we have only one ancient green dragon and the rest are metallic ancient dragons, which is excellent. However, there are few metallic students enrolled, the vast majority are from the Five-Color Dragon Clan. Will this pose a problem?”

“What, do you have a bias towards the Five-Color Dragons?” Muria raised an eyebrow, then thought about the key issue. Not every dragon is able to tolerate the Five-Color Dragons as he could. It was already very kind of them not to attack the Five-Color Dragons maliciously, but expecting them to teach the Five-Color Dragons in an intimate manner would be quite difficult.

“Five-Color Dragons are naturally evil, they can’t get along with us metallic dragons. I don’t understand why you want to educate these metallic dragons, and even so, at such great expense. In my view, the cost is far greater than the gains. If you need the assistance of dragons, I can introduce you to metallic dragons.”

One ancient dragon voiced his opinion. From his point of view, the only thing Muria sees in the Five-Color Dragons is their fighting power. But in his opinion, the metallic dragons can completely take their place as far as Muria’s needs in that area are concerned. It is not necessary to treat the Five-Color Dragons so well; not killing them was already showing them the greatest mercy.

“You still do not understand the reason I built the academy and named it in honor of the Dragon Clan?” Muria sighed, then extended her palm. On her palm, tiny golden scales emerged, instantly transforming her fair-skinned hand into a fierce dragon claw.

“My Golden Dragon lineage is inherited from the Dragon King, but I am also a hybrid species. Apart from my dragon lineage, I also carry the Titan lineage. Therefore, the way I look at things is different from yours.”

Muria turned her back to these ancient dragons, “A few days ago, a friend of mine discussed with me that there should be three dominant species in this world, Titans, Blazing Sky Gods, and Giant Dragons. But in reality, the real dominant species are only the Titans and Blazing Sky Gods.

Although the Dragon Clan possesses the power of a dominant species, because they have been split and in conflict with each other for years, almost any stronger species or being in the world dares to confront them. This treatment is completely different from the other two races.”

Upon hearing Muria’s words, these ancient dragons fell silent. After all, they were all too aware of the Dragon Clan’s real strength. They could indeed be considered the third strongest race in Erathia if they came together. However, due to the differences in the ideals of the dragon gods who created the Dragon Clan, the clan ended up split. Up until now, there is still no sign of unification among the Dragon Clan; the state of division and conflict remains.

“When I was young, the first gift my mother gave me were six red dragon eggs, and the first gift my father gave me was ninety-five carefully selected Five-Color Dragon eggs. From a young age, I’ve raised hundreds of dragons. Five-Color Dragons have a bad temperament. I understand this more clearly than you do, but I also understand that these can be changed.”

Muria turned around, her expression serious as she looked at these ancient dragons, “When I was younger, I often exclaimed, ‘all dragons are initially evil by nature.’ Five-Color Dragons are born wicked due to their lineage. This is undeniable.

However, what a dragon will ultimately grow into is still largely related to their postnatal experiences. The reason why most Five-Color Dragons are evil is mainly because of the influence their inherited instincts have on their later behaviors and personalities, which, over time, transforms them into Evil Dragons.”

“But in reality, as both you and I know, Five-Color Dragons are not naturally evil. Some of them have, due to various experiences during their growth, abandoned their evil ways in favor of the good. There have been benevolent dragons among the Five-Color Dragons. Similarly, there have been fallen evil dragons among the naturally kind Metallic Dragons. Can you deny that?”

Muria once again asked the ancient dragons. Hearing her question, they could only reluctantly nod their heads. These were historical events recorded in their racial scriptures. They were unable to refute the facts before them.

“The facts prove that whether a metallic dragon or a Five-Color Dragon, with enough postnatal education, they can convert from either good to evil or vice versa. If this is the case, why shouldn’t we guide these naturally evil good dragons onto the righteous path? Are you saying you don’t have the confidence to correct the evil thoughts in their inherited instincts?”

“Your Majesty, I think I understand your ideas now.” Ancient Golden Dragon Laeonin looked at Muria with bright eyes, revealing a heretofore unseen look of admiration. Since he had known Muria, he had always considered her as a peer, and sometimes even as his junior. But at this moment, he referred to Muria honorifically, having been astonished by the ambition revealed in her words, and he felt a strong impulse to follow her.

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