"Garon, you are not my descendant, there is no blood relation between us!"
Listening to the white dragon mother's categorical words, Garon only felt speechless inside.
If someone heard her say these things without understanding them at first, there might have been a chance to believe her, but Garon had already learned from Luna about the crystal dragons stealing eggs.
He had once even considered the possibility that he might not be a white dragon variant.
But no matter what he thought, or how adamant the white dragon mother's thoughts were, it couldn't change the fact that Garon indeed had white dragon blood.
Not to mention his ability to use frost dragon breath and cloud mist magic-like abilities, Garon was born with the mirror-like pure white scales of a white dragon, no dragon horns, except for a ring of black scales around his neck, and a slightly larger body than a normal white dragon fledgling, there was no other difference.
Moreover, his aura was indeed similar to that of the white dragon mother, they were of the same origin.
"How much the white dragon mother can't accept reality, to the point that she even believes such a baseless idea herself."
Garon looked at the still excited white dragon mother with pity.
He could actually understand the feelings of the white dragon mother.
Being defeated by her own eldest son and robbed again, and the key point is that this eldest son was still a fledgling!
An adult dragon being beaten up by a fledgling.
For her, such a thing was a huge humiliation, and an irrevocable one at that, since from the moment Garon surpassed her, it meant she would never be Garon's match.
In such a humiliating mindset, coming up with a reason due to deceiving herself and other dragons was an acceptable thing to do.
Although she was still beaten, at least it wasn't by her own offspring, a scenario she could accept more easily.
"Garon, think for yourself, where do we resemble each other?"
"You are not even a white dragon, how could you possibly have any blood relation with me."
The white dragon mother repeated her conclusion as if to convince herself of this notion, all while looking expectantly at Garon, waiting for his reply.
Garon gently shook his head, his voice calm as he answered, "If you think that way, then so be it."
"Whether there is a blood relation between us or not is not something worth exploring, it doesn't have much impact on either me or you."
What the white dragon mother thought, Garon actually didn't care.
After all, there was no affection between them.
An adult soul transmigrated, plus the white dragon mother's routinely irresponsible attitude and merciless expulsion, would make it strange for him to develop any familial feelings.
On the other hand, the white dragon mother didn't care whether Garon believed her words or not.
Her face showed a relieved expression, as if some long-standing mental knot had been untied, and she suddenly felt much lighter.
"It seems you also know that what I'm saying is the truth."
The white dragon mother was a bit jubilant, and after thinking it over, she suggested to Garon, "If you want to clarify your origin, you can ask that damn crystal dragon where she stole you from, you might be the offspring of a silver dragon."
With that, she snorted coldly, saying, "A thief stealing eggs, truly a disgrace to all true dragons, she should be expelled from the ranks of true dragons!"
For a white dragon, who is a disgrace among true dragons, to say such things, isn't it a bit hypocritical?
Garon couldn't help but ridicule inwardly.
"The next time I see her, I must teach her a harsh lesson for switching my dragon egg!"
The white dragon mother was now completely convinced of her own speculation. Garon didn't want to entangle with her on this topic and simply said, "If you're happy, you can go and trouble her yourself."
"But I'm not interested in these things, so there's no need to tell me what you plan to do anymore."
The white dragon mother licked her lips, saying, "Garon, do you really not want to know your true origin? You might have silver dragon parents."
Garon impatiently said, "Let's end this discussion here, don't talk about it anymore."
His claws twitched slightly, leaving deep scratches on the icy crystal floor, his face serious as he warned, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
Seeing the white dragon mother's excited state, if he didn't threaten her a bit, she could keep bothering Garon.
In front of the super-sized Garon, the petite and exquisite white dragon mother unconsciously took a step back, then said in an annoyed tone, "Fine, if you really have silver dragon ancestors, they would surely be disappointed in your character."
Implying that Garon lacked the gentle and
kind nature of the metallic dragons.
Garon resisted the urge to beat the white dragon mother again.
He calmed his emotions and asked in a deep voice, "Sulia, you didn't come here just to tell me this news, did you? If there's nothing else, you can leave. I have my own matters to attend to and no time to chat with you."
He was almost able to inscribe the magma fireball, and it was a critical time, with no leisure to waste time with the white dragon mother.
The white dragon mother's gaze became a bit peculiar as she reevaluated Garon, focusing mainly on his dragon horns and robust body. When Garon was about to lose his patience, she came back to her senses, her voice clear as she said, "I came to seek cooperation with you. Are you interested in stealing some treasures?"
Garon's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Be clear, what do you want to do?"
The white dragon mother's face showed a contemplative look, then slowly said in the dragon language, "A frost giant tribe, about forty in number, half of them are adult frost giants, around twenty."
Garon's brow furrowed slightly, saying, "You are bold, aiming for such a frost giant tribe."
If the white dragon mother had his strength, Garon wouldn't be surprised, but she could only face a few adult frost giants head-on.
The courage born of greed cannot be said to be small.
Giants, like dragons, are a superior race widely distributed across the primary material plane.
Giants and dragons were once the dominant races of many worlds, but due to a great war that severely weakened both sides, they have not recovered to this day. The dragon race is actually stronger than the giants, but the true dragons are not united, even the dragon gods have many disputes, engaging in internal conflicts while waging wars, leading to a devastating outcome for both sides.
Both sides are still powerful, but the days of ruling everything like in the past are gone forever.
If the dragon race could unite, the entire primary material plane would still be under the rule of dragons.
Dragons have true dragons, and giants also have true giants and giant subspecies.
Frost giants, stone giants, fire giants, cloud giants, hill giants, storm giants. There are fewer types of true giants compared to true dragons, a total of six.
Frost giants, who like cold environments, often encounter white dragons that also live in such environments, and the two are hard to reconcile.
Frost giants take pride in hunting white dragons, and white dragons likewise enjoy using frost giant heads as the best trophies to adorn their nests.
Regarding the power comparison between these two races, one-on-one, at the same age, white dragons are a bit stronger.
An ordinary adult frost giant is about five meters tall, and in terms of body proportion compared to an adult white dragon, it's like comparing a human to a tiger.
But the problem is, frost giants are social and live in groups of at least dozens, while white dragons at most gather a few at a time, usually being solitary like the white dragon mother.
Back to the point, when the white dragon mother heard Garon's words, her eyes flashed with astonishing greed, almost drooling as she said, "I passed over their territory in the air and discovered a small white crystal mine within the frost giant territory."
"A magic gem mine, even if it's small, is enough to bring us considerable wealth."
"Garon, I don't believe you're not tempted, don't you want more gems?"
A small white crystal mine. Hearing these words, Garon's eyes lit up slightly, it was hard to say he wouldn't be moved.
Among iron, copper, gold, and silver mines, the most precious is undoubtedly the magic gem mine.
Each such vein is nourished by endless elements, along with miraculous mineral evolution and long years of purification, only then can they be born with a very small probability.
A small vein could produce at least several hundred magic gems, and if the quality is high, producing thousands is not impossible.
"The value of magic gems is considerable, and this is no small figure."
"I know there are two other white dragons living nearby, just call them, and together we can definitely raid a frost giant tribe and show them the power of true dragons."
The white dragon mother spoke excitedly, saying, "We can even call that crystal dragon, she also hates frost giants."
"Five true dragons, we can definitely make them unable to escape."
Giants and dragons, although mortal enemies, are ultimately a bit inferior to dragons in strength.
As the white dragon mother said, such a number of true dragons, plus their respective vassal armies, have the power to raid a frost giant tribe.
If they are willing to pay a high price, they can even severely damage the tribe, leaving it in a weakened state.
"What do you think? Do you want to join?"
Garon
didn't answer but countered, "Besides me, have you already found the other true dragons?"
The white dragon mother swung her dragon tail a bit awkwardly, whispering, "Not yet, I thought of you first and plan to find them later."
"With you joining, the possibility of other true dragons joining will be much higher."
Garon had left a deep impression on her.
Garon, who could use fire spells, was also the most threatening existence to the frost giants.
The frost giants' reliance in battling white dragons is their frost-blue skin, which has a strong immunity to frost dragon breath, and ordinary cold spells similarly can't cause much damage to frost giants, unless they are very high level.
Seeing Garon's current appearance, the white dragon mother was even more convinced that if Garon was willing to take action, then the frost giant tribe would not be a problem.
She looked forward to Garon's decision eagerly.
Garon, under the expectant gaze of the white dragon mother, slowly shook his head and said, "I'm not participating in this."
The white dragon mother was slightly stunned, then angrily said, "Why not? That's a vein! Can you really watch those frost giant guys enjoy the magic gem mine?"
"I don't believe you don't have any ideas."
Garon smiled slightly and said, "You're right, I won't give up on this vein."
Hearing Garon's reply, the white dragon mother immediately rejoiced, saying, "Have you changed your mind?"
"With you joining, we can definitely snatch that vein."
Garon's smile faded, and he calmly said, "No, I don't want to share the spoils with other dragons, so I plan to solve it alone."