[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one-":3,"chapter-toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-34":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Toppling the Entire World with the Power of One Dragon!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2256937,4403,"Chapter 34: The Rearing of Evil Dragons (Request Follows, Request Monthly Tickets)","toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-34",34,"\u003Cp>Morning breeze brushed gently, crimson maple leaves rustled and drifted down, as a man and woman stood before the weeping copper dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s face was flawless in beauty, his figure tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His silver-white hair was bound with an ice-crystal hairpin; a prismatic ice shard hung from his left earlobe, his skin pale as fresh snow, nearly translucent—when he smiled, his breath condensed into tiny frost flowers in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, the woman was lovely of face, her cheeks dotted with freckles, always curled in a mischievous grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin was honey-brown, her copper curls entwined with metallic filaments like hair ribbons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were, in fact, the parents of the copper dragon Deborah—appearing human in form, yet both were mature dragons over two hundred years old; metal dragons favored human aesthetics and often took human shapes in daily life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was Deborah’s father, a silver dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Frostscar] Adri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman was Deborah’s mother, a copper dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Copperflame] Serina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their clasped hands did not loosen despite their weeping offspring—as if each other, not Deborah, were their true love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A metal dragon’s dignity is as vital as its hoard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As a metal dragon descendant, you must be brave and resolute.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you returned safely, it’s no major issue—stop crying. Crying solves nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver dragon father spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The copper dragon mother shot her partner a disapproving glance. “Don’t be so rigid. Deborah’s first expedition ended with bullying by an evil dragon—crying is natural.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In matters of mate selection,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>copper dragons placed extreme value on a partner’s wit and humor, seeing them as essential for lasting companionship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beings who could catch their puns, riddles, or pranks—even turn them back—those with appreciation for linguistic artistry or skill in improvisation, were especially admired by copper dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Adri lacked all these qualities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a stern, dull silver dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even so, Serina could not refuse his pursuit—more accurately, it was Serina who had pursued him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Silver dragons were simply too handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among all dragon kinds, silver dragons ranked supreme in appearance; both males and females were universally sought after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Returning to the matter, Serina smiled at her offspring. “My dear Deborah, what happened? Tell me every detail—I want to be delighted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The father was stern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mother used her child’s pain for amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deborah cried harder, sobbing so badly she could barely speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serina kicked a stone at her feet, sending it flying into her daughter’s head. “Now it’s riddle time—what causes you pain and sorrow, yet makes you stronger?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Copper dragons’ love of riddles was innate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deborah stopped crying, hesitated, then answered: “Failure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serina snapped her fingers, blew a floating kiss, and exclaimed happily: “Correct! Reward: a mother’s kiss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having solved the riddle and understood her mother’s meaning, Deborah’s emotions gradually calmed, and she recounted everything in detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A red-iron hybrid dragon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serina blinked, glancing at her mate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver dragon nodded slightly. “Most likely the offspring of the Iron Queen and Wing of the Burning Mountain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crossbreeding between red and iron dragons was exceedingly rare; as far as Adri knew, only one such pair existed in the Ser Wilds. He hadn’t expected them to produce a hybrid—and according to Deborah’s description, this one was an exceptional specimen, inheriting the strengths of both parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A dragon alone in the wild? It must have been cast out, forced to survive on its own.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver dragon shook his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How pitiful. Evil dragons really are beyond reason.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It overpowered Deborah, who’s laden with alchemical gear—its mind must be mature. It must have endured immense hardship.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serina sighed as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite them,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the copper dragon Deborah widened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s not right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s not right at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouldn’t you be furious? Why are you sympathizing with that vile red-iron evil dragon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her daughter’s thoughts,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the silver dragon spoke calmly: “Deborah, evil dragons are evil partly due to their inherited nature and temperament, but also because of their life experiences.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your mother and I believe that if an evil dragon were raised in a world of kindness, it might still grow into a good and just being.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unfortunately, nearly all evil dragons abandon their young. The orphaned hatchlings, struggling alone, endure endless suffering—evil within them grows boundless, their minds twist, and they mature into the monstrous beings we know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Deborah fell silent, beginning to feel sympathy for the dragon who had stolen from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why is this so? Shouldn’t kinship and blood ties bind dragons closer together?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Serina thought a moment, then said: “Abandonment is, in fact, an evil dragon’s method of raising offspring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In equal combat, metal dragons often lose to evil dragons, because the latter fight for survival from birth—though mortality is high, those who survive are invariably strong. Metal dragons, by contrast, are uneven in strength.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deborah paced in place, her tail swaying left and right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few seconds, she halted, hesitating: “Then what should I do? Should I just swallow my pride and let it keep what it stole?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver dragon and copper dragon exchanged a glance. “Of course not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You must defeat it, capture it, train it—until it becomes a righteous dragon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Turning an evil dragon into a good one is a hundredfold greater achievement than simply defeating it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deborah’s eyes brightened—she knew what she must do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My dear father, give me stronger alchemical gear—I’ll find it and make it turn from evil to good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The copper dragoness rubbed her head against her father’s human form, pleading sweetly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Relying solely on alchemical gear is not the true path.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver dragon said sternly: “You lack real combat experience. I will personally train you rigorously for a time—then I’ll give you one alchemical item and let you handle your own affairs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This failure had made Deborah acutely aware of her poor combat experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She nodded, offering no protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironfir Hills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the scorching midday sun, Garos lay resting on a rock slab after long training, his spirit languid. The alchemical gear had proven highly effective—he felt content.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only I could encounter another wealthy metal dragon—or steal from the copper dragon again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garos thought, then closed his eyes, basking in the sun to nap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several days later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garos was having Samantha breathe dragonfire on him, further enhancing his fire resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With treasure as incentive, she was working harder than ever—her dragonfire burned him painfully yet pleasurably, a mix of agony and delight. His buffer scales, battered by her fiery breath, glowed like heated iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Samantha was nearly spent, tongue lolling, collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garos plucked off one of his buffer scales—the iron-like sheen was fading slowly, but at its edge, a trace remained. His entire set of buffer scales seemed to be evolving toward some uncertain direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground ahead suddenly split open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garos turned his gaze—out rushed a soil spider from the fissure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1161,"2026-06-19T14:21:50.702Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2c175c2dbb36167a0ef66662e09d43236eddd6d7410b88f5edafb72724b642c5","toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-35","toppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--chapter-33",101,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ftoppling-the-entire-world-with-the-power-of-one--cover.jpg"]