The sky was clear and cloudless, with golden rays of sunlight gracing the earth.

Two enormous shadows loomed over the thron-covered ground, slowly drifting farther and farther away.

They were dragons, two magnificent beasts soaring through the sky.

The one in the lead was a sky-blue dragon, its majestic wingspan stretching wide, its tails curled elegantly behind it, almost blending into the skies.

It exuded an air of regality and grace.

Following behind was another dragon, larger by at least five meters.

A true colossus of the skies, its scales were a striking blend of crimson and shadowy black.

Lightning shimmered across its body, and its slitted, majestic pupils seemed to hold a divine power.

Its wings, immense and powerful, nearly matched the entire size of the blue dragon ahead.

"Drayken, I didn't expect you to be so big."

"Haha, it seems my dragon form has evolved after reaching Rank-3 and gaining the new bloodline."

Drayken smirked, his dragon teeth showing.

Of course, the two dragons were Drayken and Synthia, who were flying in the sky.

"Hmph, I am also a Rank-3 Dragon. Why am I smaller? You have at least the height of twenty meters, while I only barely have fifteen meters, even though I have one of the purest bloodlines and also countless resources that aided my growth since I was a child."

"Haha." Drayken's speed quickened, and he appeared right in front of her, his claws raised to pat her dragon head:

"It's because I am built differently, my princess."

"Hmph," she grumbled and didn't speak.

Soon, they reached a metal building right at the heart of this thron-filled hill.

"Stop. State your identity before you can advance further."

A loud sound came from every direction one could possibly imagine. Drayken's ears twitched; it felt like it was everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

Synthia flew forward, her neck elongated as she looked down at the metal building.

Her sky-blue pupils started to grow gradually as she opened her snout:

"I am Synthia, the princess of the dragon clan."

Her voice shook the surroundings.

There was a silence for a moment before an old voice came:

"What do you want from here, stinking girl?"

"Grandpa, I want to study," she shouted.

"...Are you sure you have come to study, stinking girl?"

"Yes," she replied with a firm nod.

"Then who is behind you?" The old voice's tone seemed to contain a slight hint of anger.

"Umm, Grandpa," she looked back at Drayken, who was looking at her with his slitted pupils, amusement in his eyes.

"He is my fiancé that Father assigned me."

"That little brat did what?"

A roar resounded. An eyeball popped out from the sky, then looked at the two:

"This kid is your husband, and the little brat decided this on his own?"

The roar was frightening, and Drayken felt a shiver down his spine. He looked at the eyeball and gulped hard. He felt like this power seemed familiar, but he didn't have any recollection of it, which made him confused.

The pupils moved, looking at Drayken like they were going to swallow him whole.

"Yes," Synthia smirked, looking at Drayken.

"Hahaha, good, good."

The roar turned into laughter—a pure joy of laughter.

"Huh?" Synthia tilted her dragon head, filled with confusion.

"This brat has the Lightning Saint bloodline. It seems the prophecies are true. The Dragon race won't end so easily, haha."

The voice was filled with laughter and enjoyment, like the happiest person in the world.

"Eh? Eh!?" Synthia was stunned.

"Are you going to be my grandson soon? Come closer."

Drayken curiously flew forward and called, "Grandpa."

"Haha, excellent. Already reached the peak of Third Circle and Rank-3 Dragon, but even without the bloodline, your body is filled with vigour and strength, at least ten times stronger than ordinary dragons."

"With the strengthening from the bloodline, your limits and potential have reached an unprecedented level. Why do you have the attribute of Aura? Shouldn't you have lightning spells?"

Hearing the grumbles of the old man, Drayken's back was already soaked in cold sweat. This eyeball, whatever it was, felt like it could unearth all his secrets.

His heart was palpitating violently. If they knew that he was only a clone, then the game would be over.

Luckily, the old voice didn't speak further. Instead, it turned into a puff of smoke that covered the eye, and the next moment, a hunched old man with blue hair, eyes, and clothes appeared in front of him with kind eyes.

"Are you here to progress further in your Aura spell?"

"Yes," Drayken replied with a bow in his giant dragon form.

"Haha, no need to be polite."

The old man looked at Drayken up and down. "Follow me. I assume that the little brat married you to Synthia to give our secret arts to you."

'This old man, does he know everything, or did he already know it?' Drayken thought strangely in his heart.

Soon, the old man led Drayken and Synthia into the metal building after they reverted back to their human forms.

Drayken felt a little dazzled the moment he entered. There were books after books neatly arranged in floating shelves. There was also a giant screen at the center with numerous dragon words.

"You can check the screen and get any book you want, but remember, you can't carry it back." The old man patted his shoulder and went away.

"How did my grandpa turn into your grandpa?" Synthia pouted.

"That's what you get for trying to set me up. Prepare for my vengeance on the wedding night," Drayken whispered in her ear.

"You..." Synthia blushed furiously, her foot stomping the ground with a huff.

He didn't pay any attention to her and looked at the screen. It was like playing with a touch-screen TV; everything was very responsive. There were numerous categories separated among them, and he quickly found his own category: Aura.

He curiously clicked on it, and immediately another section opened in front of his eyes.

…

1> Introduction to Aura

2> Basics of Aura

3> Aura Farming

4> 8 Ways to Increase Strength and Density of Aura

…

The numerous lists were a little overwhelming to see, and Drayken navigated through them quickly.

"How do I get the book?"

"You just have to click on it, and it will appear in front of you."

"This feels way too convenient," Drayken chuckled. It didn't have a main character vibe at all, where one would randomly find a pile of garbage and gain some secret from it.

"Isn't this book too thick?" Drayken felt the weight of the book, at least ten kg, and this was only supposed to be an introduction.

"Why do you think Grandpa was scolding me for barely coming to the Royal Library? We have to study here for at least eight to twelve hours every week, but I still haven't completed a single book."

She slumped to the ground with her hands spread apart and legs spaced out, blankly staring at the ceiling with an expressionless face, as if her soul had come out of her body.

Drayken looked at the book: 'I can cheat my way, why should I be brainless for no reason?'

The main body on Earth quickly selected a skill, spending a painful five thousand destiny points again to gain the skill: Accelerated Comprehension.

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<<Accelerated Comprehension>>

Awakeners' understanding is rapidly enhanced by several margins.

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