Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

A young dragon of extremely noble bloodline, and yet, it is a dragon with its Magic Heart shattered and lost in strength!

Once the news gets out, who knows how many people will covet his body, wanting to obtain the top-tier materials on the Gods Continent for alchemy and potion-making.

Isidro thought for a moment, then said, "Let’s keep everything as usual for now, I will apply to the dean to personally teach him magic and combat. By the end of this school year, I will take him back to Dragon Island, and whether to return to school or stay there will be his own choice."

Lu Wenwu timely interjected: "Professor, what is Dragon Island?"

"Call me Uncle Isidro, or Uncle Silver Moon."

He looked at Lu Wenwu, and his expression softened.

"Dragon Island is the headquarters of the Giant Dragons. Every young dragon goes there when they reach adolescence, grows up there, receives education from the elders, and only returns to their respective dragon legions after reaching adulthood."

Receiving education?

That’s wonderful!

Upon hearing this, Lu Wenwu’s eyes lit up.

With Dragon Island being the headquarters of the Giant Dragon Race and the dragons being an absolutely long-lived species, they should possess a wealth of knowledge and history, right?

At that time, it could be an opportunity to investigate the main storyline.

If such a powerful and ancient race as the Giant Dragons don’t know the buried past of magic, then this task would be quite absurd.

With the library of the Magick Wizard Academy and the historical inheritance of the Dragon Race, Lu Wenwu believed he had a significant advantage.

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Isidro continued, "It is often said across the continent that the Giant Dragons split into various large and small legions due to intense internal hatred, but in reality, because of Dragon Island’s existence, those playmates who grew up together only have minor disagreements, how could there truly be any hatred?"

"Every giant dragon is exceedingly precious to the Dragon Race. That is why, if anyone dares to hunt dragons for their corpses or steal eggs out of greed, they must be prepared to be hunted down by all the dragons in the world."

"Yes, I can testify to that."

Goodell laughed, his laughter stirring the crisscrossing scars on his face, adding a touch of age and ruggedness.

"Back then, when I accidentally got a mixed-blood dragon egg, this conceited guy next to you chased me across half the continent. We had a fight afterwards, and finally resolved the misunderstanding, becoming friends."

Isidro neither affirmed nor denied, merely snorting lightly, and then earnestly advised Lu Wenwu:

"In the future, if you see those knights who diligently try to please you, don’t believe their nonsense, and never think they are anything good."

"These humans are very devious, trying every trick to lure us into becoming their mounts! I got fooled by this old guy back in the day!"

"You have the most noble bloodline of the Giant Dragon Race, you are a born emperor, and you could very well be the rising star that revives the past splendor of the Dragon Race, no human has the right to ride on your back!"

After speaking, he glared fiercely at Goodell.

"Although your realm has always been higher than mine, wait until I transform into an Ancient Dragon, then you’ll never beat me for the rest of your life! By then I will give you a good beating, so you can know the power of the Silver Dragon!"

Goodell wasn’t offended, just laughed heartily.

After several hundred years of co-parenting, who still cares about this?

In the eyes of people outside the academy, he was a legendary knight who had long since passed away.

But in reality, he was a genuine Peak Divine Blood Knight, and even shared some of the dragon race’s innate talents.

Eight hundred years ago, he was a top celestial pride, reputed to be the youngest legendary Dragon Knight.

If he didn’t have some skills, how could he have forged a friendship with Silver Dragon Isidro, who was about to enter his prime back then?

There’s only one way to gain recognition from the Dragon Race.

Having an outrageous talent and being sufficiently good at fighting!

Lu Wenwu chuckled: "Uncle, rest assured, if anyone really does that, then to know the Dao in the morning, one may die in the evening."

"What do you mean?"

Isidro and Goodell asked simultaneously.

"It means if you find the way to his house in the morning, he can die before the sunset." Lu Wenwu laughed even more joyfully, "It’s something a saint in the human world said, isn’t it quite reasonable?"

"To be fair, it indeed is." Isidro nodded with great agreement, "Though dying before sunset is too slow, I think he should die by noon, we can use space magic to teleport there, so it won’t take that long."

"Nay, nay." Lu Wenwu waved his hand, "Uncle, we are being reasonable. The whole afternoon is given for others to know what this guy has done, and for him to repent."

"Makes sense!"

Isidro’s eyes lit up, greatly appreciating it.

Goodell said faintly: "As a Dragon Knight still here, aren’t you considering the feelings of a purebred human like me?"

"Shut up, you old rascal, you’re the worst of all." Isidro rolled his eyes, "If you dare instill any nonsense into my little nephew, I’ll immediately return to the Silver Dragon Legion to find my dad."

Goodell immediately raised his hand to protest his innocence: "I haven’t said anything yet! Bullying with power, is it?"

Isidro’s dad?

Legion Commander of the Silver Dragon Legion, one of the elders of Dragon Island, he cannot afford to offend.

Back then, the old Silver Dragon almost brought the Silver Dragon Legion to destroy his home country when he heard about his "sweet-talking" into signing a contract with his son.