Chapter 507: Chapter 380: Take Them Away? No Way!

Horace Valerius reached out to touch the little dragon, but Goldie Aurelius Valerius swiped its tail to dodge, clinging to Malachi Arcanus’s sleeve, eyes full of alertness.

Meanwhile, Little Azure Dragon Sol Valerius tilted its head to sniff its grandfather’s scent, suddenly darting onto the back of his hand, affectionately rubbing against it.

“This must be Solly, very obedient indeed.”

Horace Valerius gently stroked the little azure dragon’s head, his stern face rarely softening.

Suddenly noticing the faintly visible azure patterns under Sol Valerius’s scales, his golden eyes froze, then he meticulously inspected them.

His expression shifted repeatedly, with brilliance flashing, uncertain of what he had realized.

He then swiftly grabbed Goldie Aurelius Valerius, and carefully inspected it as well.

After a thorough check, Horace Valerius suddenly burst into laughter: “Indeed it is so.”

This sudden action left everyone present bewildered, completely unaware of what was happening.

“Father, is there something wrong with Auri and Solly? Did you discover anything amiss?”

Malachi Arcanus glanced at the two little ones, his eyes puzzled as he looked at his father, unable to resist asking.

Horace Valerius didn’t respond to him, instead turning his gaze to Luna Sutton, his expression faintly excited: “Cough, cough… What exactly did you feed them?”

He had just checked them, discovering that the bloodlines of these two little ones exhibited an ancestral phenomenon.

Although still young, not very obvious, yet he genuinely detected it.

The Dragon Clan has passed down for so many years, yet no descendant has ever exhibited such an ancestral bloodline.

Unexpectedly, today he saw it in his grandsons.

And both little ones had this phenomenon; how could he not be pleased?

Luna Sutton was momentarily stunned by Horace Valerius’s unexplained question.

But quickly realized, this old geezer surely noticed something different about the two little ones.

“System, what’s making the old geezer so excited?”

She directly asked in her mind.

The system instantly replied in her head: “What else can it see? The two dragon cubs drank Jianmu Spirit Dew, not only increases intelligence but also starts the bloodline reverting to ancestors.”

She raised an eyebrow indifferently, aware that Jianmu Spirit Dew could increase intelligence, but unexpectedly it could lead to an ancestral bloodline in young ones, which was a pleasant surprise.

She hadn’t noticed it herself, nor had she realized.

Even Malachi Arcanus had failed to notice that fact.

Knowing the reason in her heart, she looked at Horace Valerius, not planning to tell him the truth, her expression indifferent: “What fed them? Just some ordinary beast’s milk and meat, right? Does the Dragon Clan solely grow up on Dragon Saliva Grass and Spirit Fruit? Sorry, our small tribe in The Lower Domain doesn’t have such luxuries.”

Upon hearing this, Horace Valerius’s face instantly turned dark.

This ungrateful imposter.

He naturally didn’t believe Luna Sutton’s nonsense, what ordinary beast’s milk and meat could cause his two grandsons’ bloodlines to revert to ancestors?

What a joke.

There must be some secret unknown to him.

This imposter was indeed not simple.

He gave her a deep look before retracting his gaze and turning back to the two little dragons, his expression softening, “Fine, since you are unwilling to say, this Clan Leader won’t force you. But this Auri and Solly have extraordinary bloodline talents, I must take them back to Aetheria to nurture personally.”

With these words, Lyle Sutton and Malachi Arcanus’s expressions changed instantly, inwardly calling this bad.

Luna Sutton was directly furious, staring closely at Horace Valerius, sneering: “Chief Hawthorne, you’re quite imposing, but these are my children, born in The Lower Domain, raised in The Wolf Tribe, what gives you the right to take them away with just a word? Did you ask me, their mother? Did you ask their father?”

Her finger unceremoniously pointed at Horace Valerius, being completely undaunted: “Don’t put on your Dragon Clan leader airs. When I birthed these two dragon eggs, who turned a deaf ear, not bothering to spare a glance? Now discovering my sons are extraordinarily gifted, you want to reap the benefits? Such a thing doesn’t happen in this world. You want to take them away? Only if you step over my dead body.”

“Insolent, this unappreciative Lower Domain female dares to speak to our Clan Leader this way?”

One of the Dragon Clan’s The Black-armored Guard behind Horace Valerius suddenly stepped forward, loudly reprimanding.

“You vile creature, who gave you the right to chastise my partner?”

Malachi Arcanus curled his lips into a cruel arc, his voice was not loud, yet carried a bone-chilling coldness and intense fierceness, making the entire reception hall’s temperature drop abruptly.

Having this pent-up fury with no outlet, this scoundrel recklessly bumped into him, courting death.

He didn’t transform into a beast, decisively and forcefully kicking, the strength immense, directly sending the opponent flying.

The guard heavily crashed against the outer wall of the reception hall, then thudded to the ground, life or death unknown.

The whole hall fell into a dead silence.

Lyle Sutton was stunned by the son-in-law’s sudden action, internally cheering, it was immensely satisfying.

A wonderful kick, brilliantly done, a dog reliant on power, a kick is too lenient, should just throw him out of The Wolf Tribe.

Of course, such thoughts only stayed in the mind without being spoken aloud.

As they say, even in hitting a dog, one should consider the owner.

Another The Black-armored Guard unconsciously took a half step back, secretly grateful that he hadn’t spoken.

Otherwise, he would be the one getting kicked.

“Mira, you…”

Horace Valerius was so furious that he nearly fainted, his complexion extremely ugly.

But he was not in the least surprised by his son’s actions.

Back then, this bastard went against himself for that impostor, even turning The Dragon Clan upside down.

He even killed the clan’s Great Shaman Hecate.

He wasn’t even bothered to mention the other troublesome matters.

Now, kicking his trusted aide away doesn’t surprise him much.

But to say he’s not angry is impossible; his dislike for Luna Sutton grows.

“Father, I am delighted that you came to see Auri and Solly today. But if you’re thinking of taking them away, please abandon that thought. When we wish to return to The Dragon Clan, we will naturally bring the little ones with us.”

Malachi Arcanus looked indifferent, as if he had done something trivial, turning his gaze to Horace Valerius, “Furthermore, Luna is my partner, her opinion is mine. Auri and Solly are our children, naturally, they should be raised by our side. If you try to take them forcibly, don’t blame me for going crazy again.”

Horace Valerius was so angry his chest heaved violently, his face darkened as if it could drip water, the dragon claws in his sleeves faintly visible.

He suddenly noticed the Little Golden Dragon Auri baring its milk teeth at him, hissing.

The little Azure Dragon Solly also curled up in a defensive posture, spraying small water jets in his direction, instantly dampening his spirits.

“Forget it.”

He turned away with a dark face, shaking his sleeves, “Bring them back next spring for the clan’s ancestral ceremony, let them recognize the path back.”

Having said that, he strode briskly out of the reception hall, then transformed into a giant golden dragon, disappearing above The Wolf Tribe.

Seeing the Clan Leader leave, another member of The Black-armored Guard naturally hurried to follow suit, transforming into a black giant dragon and disappearing.

Not forgetting to take away the companion that was sent flying by Malachi Arcanus.

In the reception hall, Lyle Sutton let out a long breath of relief, finally sending off the daunting guest.

He looked in the direction where Horace Valerius vanished, unable to resist exclaiming, “This Chief Hawthorne has a temper that flares and subsides quickly, what an interesting person…”

Malachi Arcanus sneered, the dark golden eyes swirling with undispersed hostility, “Father is merely afraid of my madness.”

Luna Sutton glanced at his tense handsome face, her lips slightly curved, “Alright, everyone’s gone and you’re still brooding.”

She turned her head toward the two little dragon cubs, “You two little things actually dared to bare your teeth at Grandpa?”

The little Golden Dragon Auri immediately rubbed against her fingers amiably.

Solly tilted its head and let out a “woof,” melting Lyle Sutton’s heart with its cuteness.

“Haha, worthy of being Grandma’s sweet grandchild, at such a young age already knowing how to protect Matron…”

Lyle Sutton smiled, picking up the two little dragons in his hands to play with, his expression loving.

Suddenly recalling something, he looked at Malachi Arcanus, “By the way, about the ancestral ceremony Chief Hawthorne mentioned…”

Malachi Arcanus casually adjusted his clothes, “Not going.”

“Going, why not go?”

Luna Sutton suddenly spoke up, her gaze falling on the two sons coiled in Lyle Sutton’s hand, “Just so The Dragon Clan’s old relics can see what a true genius cub is.”

Don’t they look down on her?

Then she would just bring her sons back to smack those old relics in the face.

Malachi Arcanus was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed lowly, pulling her into his arms, “You’ll do as Luna says.”

Just now fierce expressions instantly melted like snow.

Lyle Sutton, finding it too saccharine to watch, naturally wouldn’t stand there awkwardly as a third wheel.

He carried the two young dragons out, saying as he walked, “You two lovebirds can be sweet for now; I’ll take the cubs out for a stroll, and maybe check on the kiln factory…..”

After returning home.

Luna Sutton translated and transcribed several copies of the “Spell Compendium,” recording them all with a charcoal pen on beast skins.

Each beast skin contains different spells.

For example, Corbin Crowley has a top-grade Ice Spirit Root and naturally practices Ice Magic.

Other spells transcribed for him would be useless.

Rhys Blackwood trains in the dark element.

Kian Sterling has a Chaos Spiritual Root, which doesn’t limit him; he can practice any type of spell.

Zeke Veridian has the rare Laurel Spirit Root, undoubtedly practicing Wood Element Magic.

Malachi Arcanus and Soren Phoenix both specialize in Fire Magic.

Luna Sutton was too lazy to transcribe two copies, directly copying one, letting them both look at it and learn together.

Aurelius Valerius has a Water Spirit Root and naturally can only practice Water Magic.

She handed the transcribed spells to each of the men for them to practice, instructing them to learn on their own and ask if they didn’t understand something.

Luckily, the men were exceptionally talented in cultivation, not needing her teachings, learning on their own.

Except for Malachi Arcanus and Soren Phoenix, who almost fought over the same beast skin scroll.

Both wanted to take it to their own room to study, naturally unwilling to concede.

In the end, Luna Sutton nailed the beast skin scroll with the Fire Magic to the wall, letting them each transcribe a copy.

She stood with her arms akimbo between the two, her gaze sweeping over the unyielding Malachi Arcanus and Soren Phoenix: “Anyone who fights again, just forget about cultivating in the future.”

Hearing this, Malachi Arcanus and Soren Phoenix instantly felt defeated.

They dared not argue further, each finding a charcoal pen and beast skin, obediently transcribing from the wall.

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