[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-defeating-the-world-with-the-power-of-one-dragon":3,"chapter-defeating-the-world-with-the-power-of-one-dragon-defeating-the-world-with-the-power-of-one-dragon-chapter-167":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Defeating the World with the Power of One Dragon!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1057282,1369,"Chapter 168: The Brass Dragon's Parents","defeating-the-world-with-the-power-of-one-dragon-chapter-167",167,"\u003Cp>The sky gradually brightened into a grayish-blue hue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth and the White Dragon Trixie flew one after another toward the northern borderlands, approaching the icy plains known as the Permafrost Tundra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking into the distance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their powerful draconic vision could faintly discern the undulating outlines of glaciers resembling giant serpents, appearing and disappearing intermittently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth was currently accompanying the White Dragon to her lair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctant to part with her accumulated wealth of many years, the White Dragon deliberately slowed her flight, delaying the inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth showed no urgency either, calmly surveying the land below with meticulous scrutiny, personally assessing the borderlands' condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever Trixie flew too sluggishly, he'd unceremoniously prod her with his tail or give her a wing buffet as a speed reminder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, the temperature dropped sharply—already below ten degrees before reaching the tundra, and even colder at high altitudes where frost particles danced among the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trixie, you've lived here long enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides us, how many other dragons inhabit this region?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth inquired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon pondered briefly before shaking her head. \"Unless hunting for food, I rarely leave my lair. My knowledge of the surroundings is limited.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, she added, \"Though I've spotted Metal Dragon territory from afar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth: \"Silver Dragons?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver Dragons favored cold climates, making them the most likely metallic dragons in these borderlands or tundra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Garoth had never encountered one, ancestral memories unanimously praised Silver Dragons' beauty and strength—comparable to Red Dragons in prowess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both shared ice attributes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but the White Dragon paled in comparison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it's an adult Silver Dragon, at least Life Level 15... I probably couldn't win, but escaping would be effortless with my speed and burst capability.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth mentally calculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, but not just Silver Dragons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trixie explained, \"A male Silver Dragon and female Brass Dragon, along with their offspring, share a red maple valley.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth considered this. \"Do you know their approximate age range or Life Levels?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon shook her head earnestly. \"There's a saying—'Kings avoid crossing paths.' We've never directly confronted each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth nearly burst out laughing despite his usual emotional control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Composing himself, he suddenly noticed a noteworthy detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Silver Dragon and Brass Dragon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They might be Deborah's parents.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth recalled the Brass Dragon who'd delivered two batches of alchemical tools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her artifacts bore distinct draconic craftsmanship, likely made by a dragon alchemist—especially when she'd angrily used that life-saving Spell-Inscribed Scale against the Worm King, unleashing frost damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had long made Garoth suspect Deborah had a Silver Dragon elder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Silver Dragons most commonly inhabited tundras, settling in these moderately cold borderlands would be reasonable for a Brass Dragon mate's comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I must be cautious not to encounter Deborah's parents.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Metal Dragons value kinship fiercely. They might well bully a younger dragon to avenge their daughter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth tensed internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't ready to face at least an adult-stage Silver Dragon yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trixie, where exactly is their territory?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That direction, roughly five hundred kilometers away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon pointed northeast, indicating the general location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying goes—kings avoid crossing paths. Best steer clear for now—the young dragon resolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After further flight,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth arrived at the tundra's very edge, halting above a frost-covered mountain of frozen earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Temperatures here had dropped below zero; sunlight provided no warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Visible white breath accompanied each exhalation as chill permeated Garoth's scales, causing discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here we are.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you have any minions?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth noticed no creatures gathered here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Had a few. Ate some when hungry; the rest fled during my Dragon Sleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon admitted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quintessential White Dragon, she lacked management skills—treating minions as emergency rations until her cruel oppression drove them all away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With obvious reluctance, Trixie landed and pretended to search before finally leading Garoth into her lair—a crude cavern structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick, hardened ice crystals coated every surface, making Garoth's steps slightly clumsy while the White Dragon moved with feline grace, utterly unaffected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An adult dragon's aura profoundly influenced its long-term dwelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These weren't ordinary ice crystals but manifestations shaped by Trixie's presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Ancient Dragon's habitat could alter not just terrain but elemental composition—like how an Ancient Red Dragon's domain might spawn fire-elemental portals to recruit flame creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping unevenly, Garoth followed to the lair's deepest chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon's pained expression preceded her shattering a seemingly terminal wall, revealing a hidden treasure vault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike its distressed owner,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth's eyes gleamed upon the glittering hoard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huuu—he took a steadying breath, suppressing innate greed. \"Trixie, I'm impressed. This substantial accumulation changes my opinion of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon offered a strained, unnatural grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Garoth lay glittering piles of ice diamonds and white quartz—Trixie's favorite gems—illuminating the dim cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic gemstones alongside gold and silver coins formed miniature mountains,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>far exceeding Garoth's expectations of a White Dragon's wealth, even surpassing his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon all would be his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beaming, Garoth stepped forward and raked the hoard with his claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clatter—his triumphant expression froze mid-smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sliding surface treasure revealed a dismaying truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lower layers comprised merely shiny common ores, meticulously arranged frozen rhino bones, and polished dire wolf skulls as foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trixie's \"wealth\" was but a hollow facade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pretentious poverty, self-deception included.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two centuries of accumulation? Even newly independent juveniles wouldn't pad their hoard with bones.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're wealthier then? This is perfectly respectable!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon retorted defiantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She refused to believe Garoth surpassed her—until an azure radiance nearly blinded her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wordlessly responding to her challenge,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth shook his neck, revealing Sky-Blue Gems concealed beneath his scales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mesmerizing glow made Trixie itch as if ants crawled beneath her scales, her pupils dilating to the point of near-trance as she leaned obsessively closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—snap—Garoth sealed his scales, extinguishing the glow like a pinched candle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah! Please! Just one more look!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Dragon begged with tail-wagging eagerness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Serve me well, and you'll earn a share of such gems.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garoth dangled the carrot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, his massive wings swept unceremoniously across, confiscating all worthwhile loot while leaving worthless remains behind.\u003C\u002Fp>",1002,"2026-06-03T10:02:46.839Z","2026-06-03T10:02:53.297Z",1,"novelbin.me","517eb428623fa46751c5c584487a28994321d960d24928a7c728eb0763a40afe","defeating-the-world-with-the-power-of-one-dragon-chapter-168","defeating-the-world-with-the-power-of-one-dragon-chapter-166",561,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdefeating-the-world-with-the-power-of-one-dragon-cover.jpg"]