Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Uncle Noah!"

Uornos took a few steps back, looking at the golden dragon in front of him with a somewhat vigilant look, and the primitive instinct honed by crossing the primitive forest was warning him.

Although it was not a disaster that could endanger his life, nor was it a great evil that could make him paralyzed, Urnos was sure that this uncle definitely had bad intentions.

Little Douding believed in his intuition.

Even if he used normal thinking to infer, this uncle should not be so enthusiastic about him. The last time they met, he was like the master of the mountains and rivers, and took away his God-given weapon, although he gave it away voluntarily.

"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Noah was completely unable to restrain his abnormal enthusiasm. God sees pity, his adoptive father really didn't treat him as a human being. Although he was indeed a dragon, he was too cruel.

Now he finally saw the little guy who could replace him, how could Noah bear it, not to mention that this training was originally aimed at him.

At first, he was just a little dragon watching the game, but his adoptive father saw through his true identity and saw his essence as a super genius of the dragon race, and forced him to practice.

The intensity was so intense that Noah was helpless. The most annoying thing was that his body could still withstand it and adapt to this hellish training.

His training intensity doubled every once in a while. In the end, his adoptive father couldn't help but spar with him when he saw him practicing.

Who could stand this?

No wonder Noah was so excited that he almost burst into tears when he saw his little nephew finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Waiting for me for a long time?"

The little bean's expression suddenly became more confused.

"Shouldn't it be my grandfather who is waiting for me?"

"Oh, yes, you are right. Your grandfather has been waiting for you for a long time. Come with me to the mountain to start training. Don't delay any longer. Time is running out."

Noah stretched out his dragon claws and prepared to take little Ur, who had completed the preliminary trial, up.

"I can climb up by myself."

Urnos avoided the grasp of the golden dragon and insisted on completing the last step by himself, climbing up this steep mountain without any path.

"Okay, ambitious little guy."

Noah looked up and down, and then smiled. He naturally had some patience. He had survived so many days, so he didn't need to wait for a while.

"Uncle, Ur is here."

The golden dragon almost couldn't wait to report this good news to his adoptive father.

"Well, I know. You continue to practice and don't worry about him."

Cassius's reaction to the arrival of his grandson was extremely calm, and this change in attitude also made Noah's heart cold.

Sure enough, his expectations were dashed. Urnos's arrival did distract his adoptive father's attention a little, but it did not take away the pressure he was under as he hoped.

The priorities were completely reversed. This training ground was clearly built for Urnos, but now Noah became the main trainee, and Urnos became a foil on the side.

Cassius, who was in charge of the training, also put most of his energy and attention on Jinlong. As for his grandson who made him put down all invitations from the outside world, he only occasionally gave him some pointers and let him practice on his own.

As for sparring, it was naturally impossible. No matter how warlike Cassius was, he would never attack his grandson who had just turned one year old.

Therefore, Noah was very helpless to find that Urnos's arrival did not relieve the pressure and pain he had to bear, and nothing changed.

So, Jinlong could only bear it silently, but he was now gradually adapting to his adoptive father's rhythm. It was nothing more than facing his adoptive father's ruthless crushing during sparring.

Ignoring the pain, Noah can now actually get some pleasure from it and enjoy the fun of fighting.

The warlike nature of dragons is deeply hidden in every part of their blood. Even creatures with the thinnest dragon blood are extremely bloodthirsty.

However, golden dragons often give people the impression of being elegant and noble. This impression is not bad, but it can only represent one side of golden dragons.

How could dragons who like to fish for law enforcement and intervene in regional and even national conflicts according to their own preferences not like fighting?

Noah now has a kind of confidence. He may be the most capable young dragon of the same age in the golden dragon family. If this strength can be maintained, even if he becomes an ancient dragon, Noah estimates that he will be the most powerful one.

Compared with the golden dragon who has accepted reality and entered the state, Urnos, who finally passed the test and arrived at the trial site and was able to get the guidance of his grandfather in person, was very depressed.

In the primeval forest, the ferocious and bloodthirsty beasts and monsters could not scare him, and the rugged mountain roads and the jungles where he had to open up his own roads could not stop him.

However, after going through hardships and obstacles and holding great expectations, he met his grandfather and found that everything was different from what he had imagined.

He did get the training and teaching he wanted, and every day he could feel his great progress and improvement, but this did not satisfy him. Instead, he felt empty and uncomfortable.

Because, grandfather's eyes rarely stayed on him, but more on Uncle Noah, but even with this pitiful gaze, Urnos could feel a kind of disappointment and sigh.

Such a gaze made little Ur somewhat panic and uneasy, and he had great incomprehension. He didn't understand why his grandfather was dissatisfied with him. He had obviously done everything, and it was best to do it to the extreme that he could achieve at present.

He came from thousands of mountains and rivers, but he didn't get any praise or appreciation. In training, he obviously made great progress, and Uncle Noah often praised him, but his grandfather never affirmed him.

Everything he did seemed to be taken for granted. Even if his performance was extremely outstanding, in the eyes of his grandfather, it was just ordinary, ordinary, and nothing to praise.

In contrast, Uncle Noah often received praise and appreciation from his grandfather. The undisguised appreciation and admiration made Urnos very envious.

But such a gaze never fell on him, which was the recognition that he could never reach.

What made it even more difficult for Urnos to maintain his mentality was that Uncle Noah didn't care, but was quite distressed. He even secretly guided him and taught him how to exercise combat skills to attract his grandfather's attention.

In a trance, Urnos had an illusion that the situation should not be like this. His grandfather's eyes of praise and affirmation would have fallen on him.

But because of Uncle Noah's existence, he became an unappreciated scrap. Every move he made did not exceed his grandfather's expectations, and even disappointed his grandfather.

This feeling of great sadness and loss was because Urnos saw Uncle Noah practicing with his grandfather in the back mountain of the training ground by chance.

The figure with the dual characteristics of human and dragon, every blow made little Ur's heart tremble.

Then, Urnos was silent. He finally felt the huge shadow that was cast on him, completely covering him and making him unable to see any light in life.

"Uncle Noah!"

Uornos, hiding in the shadow of the grass, clenched his fists. He finally knew why he could not get the recognition of his grandfather.

Because Uncle Noah, as a dragon, was better at practicing skills than him, who was a human and inherited the blood of the Titan.

So after teaching Uncle Noah, it was difficult for his grandfather to pay attention to him. Because everything he did was not beyond expectations.

After seeing a sparring match, the little Ur, who was not very talkative, suddenly became silent and trained harder, but his hard work only attracted the grandfather's eyes for a moment, and then he didn't care at all and still didn't recognize him.

"Little Ur, training should focus on combining work and rest, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort. Excessive consumption of yourself will not make up for the loss.

Don't forget, you are growing up now. You are still a long way from your growth period and peak period. When you need to rest, you should take a good rest."

Noah couldn't stand it anymore and persuaded the little guy.

His every move on the mountain could not escape the eyes of him and his adoptive father. He could see that the little guy was deeply shocked after seeing him sparring with his adoptive father, so he fought hard.

Compared with Noah's reluctance, Cassius had no intention of enlightening him at all. In his eyes, if his grandson could not even bear this little setback and pressure, he would not be qualified to carry the Titan bloodline.

"Well, okay, I will have a good rest."

At this moment, the look of little Ur looking at Uncle Noah also changed greatly. Compared with the grandfather who was out of reach and untouchable, this uncle Jinlong was also a mountain that he could only look up to and was difficult to cross.

"Ah!"

Seeing that the little guy only responded verbally, but his body had no intention of executing it, Noah could only sigh.

The training ground on the mountain has now formed a very strange relationship. Cassius taught Jinlong without reservation in all senses, and the "favored" Jinlong often guided Urnos.

To some extent, Cassius was also instructing his grandson in disguise, except that there was a golden dragon with outstanding talent in between.

"Noah, let's stop here."

Cassius put down the axe gun in his hand and looked at the exhausted golden dragon beside him. The golden dragon, which had already shown its true form, collapsed on the rocks. Although the golden scales were dim, there was no damage, not to mention bleeding.

"Aren't you going to fight today?"

Noah asked lazily. At this moment, he had an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart, because this was the first time he had protected himself in the sparring with his adoptive father, without getting hurt, and in his true form.

He did what his adoptive father said, drawing the essence from human techniques and applying it to the dragon body to form the dragon fighting technique that best suits him.

"No need to continue in the future."

Cassius looked at the golden dragon with both amazement and regret.

The growth of dragons is too slow, not to mention that his adopted son has also shown the characteristics of reversion. The growth of strength is so slow that it is almost non-existent in his eyes.

Even though his fighting skills have made rapid progress under his guidance, it has reached the limit of what he can teach. This adopted son can no longer bring him more surprises. This is not due to his talent limitation, but the limitation of his bloodline as a dragon.

"I have nothing to teach you anymore, and you don't need my guidance."

"Hmm?"

Noah suddenly raised his head and looked at his adoptive father in disbelief, and then he found that this man, who was usually a little serious, was looking at him and smiling. His smile was full of relief, and there was also a kind of freedom and ease, as if he had unloaded some kind of burden and became relaxed.

"Don't practice anymore?"

"You already have your own path. It's up to you to decide how to go next. I can't help you. After all, I'm not a dragon."

"Is that so!"

When Noah heard his adoptive father's words, he first felt a huge surprise in his heart. In his eyes, the hellish technical training was finally over.

But the joy soon subsided. Noah realized that there was a huge emptiness and loss in his heart, and he didn't know where it came from.

"I'm ready to leave, Noah. Everything will be left to you from now on."

"Give it all to me? What about Ur's training?"

At this time, Noah only heard the second half of the sentence and ignored the first half. Jin Long didn't realize what his adoptive father's claim of leaving meant.

He subconsciously thought that it was the same as before, accepting the request for assistance, leaving the territory of the Augustus family, and fighting the legendary monster that invaded the civilized territory.

"You can teach him."

"Uh, uncle, didn't you say you would teach him?"

"Among the techniques I have mastered, is there anything you haven't mastered?"

Cassius smiled more obviously. Although his smile was very cold, Noah could really feel that his adoptive father was in a very good mood at the moment.

"Besides, didn't you teach very well? I have seen his great progress. I didn't have such an excellent and patient teacher back then."

"Ah this..."

Noah was speechless, because if he really wanted to be serious, after Urnos went up the mountain, he did teach more than his adoptive father, especially in the later period, he was basically the one teaching, and his adoptive father only looked at him occasionally.

"You teach him well, and when I come back, I will bring you a gift that will never be worse than what Selena gave you, only better."

I don't know whether it was to follow the dragon clan's principle of taking money to do things, or to mobilize Noah's enthusiasm, Cassius promised the golden dragon.

"I'm looking forward to it now."

"You should expect me to meet a stronger opponent who is worth my all."