Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 83 Sun Domain

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Sun Domain

"It’s daylight, time for work! If you don’t get up now, you’ll be late!"

"Wait for me, I’m getting up right away!"

"No, I refuse, we all woke up late. I’m not waiting for you."

"Oh no, the Sun’s so high up now, I’ve lost my perfect attendance award! Boohoo!"

"What’s going on today, it’s gotten bright so quickly! Waaah! Help!"

When he heard the originally quiet flower field beneath him filled with complaints, becoming noisy and lively, Noah, who had already risen into the sky, felt a bit guilty and quickly restrained the power of Candle Sun.

Thus, a group of little fairies, who had all woken up under the stimulus of sunlight and were hastily getting ready for work, were all dumbfounded, as the sky, with the great sun once hanging overhead, was once again shrouded by a star-studded night.

Night had fallen once more!

"Why is it dark now?"

"Should we go to sleep now? Or go to work?"

"I want to sleep, even if the great fairy comes, they can’t stop me from sleeping!"

"Right, now no one can stop us from sleeping!"

"Hahaha, we can sleep again, sleeping twice in a row, we’re so lucky."

As he caught various voices coming from the flower field, Noah’s sense of guilt grew, but he hadn’t expected that a nice sleep had become a luxury for the little fairies now.

"I should go talk to aunt properly."

The golden dragon conceived a thought and then quietly returned to Dragon Nest because he didn’t want the fairies to know that the sun which had disturbed their sleep just now was released by him.

This is the power of Word Spirit: Candle Sun, which can easily change the weather, turning night into day.

But this was only Noah’s expression of having no intent to kill or destroy. Once he harbored malicious thoughts toward a single living being or a specific area, this Word Spirit would manifest the great power of the Sun.

No need to question whether Noah, who had just been promoted to a juvenile dragon, was capable of displaying the power of the Sun. This Word Spirit was completely different from the three Word Spirits Noah had previously obtained.

This Word Spirit could continuously accumulate power over years, whereas the previous three Word Spirits could also increase the power when cast through accumulation, but doing so even a day in advance required considerable skill.

But Word Spirit: Candle Sun didn’t require this. It only needed continuous infusion of power into the divine mark on the brow. When needed, it could be fully released in one go.

This is why Noah, even during the transformation from a young dragon to a juvenile dragon, could completely absorb two pieces of divine materials formed when the two Suns collapsed.

Because a large portion of the power of the Sun still lies between his eyebrows.

Of course, his dragon body’s transformation, generating a divine mark capable of storing the power of the Sun, and growing dragon wings matching the ancestral dragon species, also consumed a massive amount.

"Eh, little dragon, how did you end up looking like this?"

Upon entering Dragon Nest, Noah unsurprisingly found his adoptive mother’s figure. Her charm was the same as when she first cracked open, with no trace of time on her, still a youthful maiden of about twenty-eight.

"That Sun just now was a fake by you, wasn’t it!"

Though posed as a question, it was spoken with affirmation. Noah naturally had nothing to hide, as the origin of this Word Spirit could be traced, the meteorite gold and sunburn crystal were both given to him by his adoptive mother.

"That was a talent magic I mastered after devouring the sunburn crystal!"

Noah’s response was neither entirely true nor false. Though it sounded a bit far-fetched, making the golden dragon feel a bit guilty, it was plausible and reasonable.

Because actions speak louder than words, having already released a small sun, even if it only illuminated an area for a brief moment, it was undeniable.

"A spell realized by devouring the sunburn crystal? How did you comprehend it?"

Upon hearing Noah’s explanation, Selena’s expression became intriguing, her gaze fixated on Noah, naturally focusing on the slightly dim Sun God Pattern between Noah’s eyes.

"I don’t know, I mastered it muddle-headedly."

Noah honestly replied, speaking the truth. He could release the Word Spirit, but if asked to explain how it was released or its principles of operation, he truly couldn’t articulate it.

"Mastered it muddle-headedly? It sounds like the awakening of talent magic, but I’ve never heard of any golden dragon capable of mastering such magic.

This seems somewhat like holding the divine position of [Sun]!"

"Divine position?"

At this time, it was Noah’s turn to be dumbfounded. He didn’t expect the Word Spirit’s caliber to be so high.

"It just seems so. I never said it is."

Selena rolled her eyes at Noah without much goodwill, then carefully scrutinized the golden dragon, whose form had changed greatly since before his slumber,

"You’re far from the domain of divinity. You even lack a trace of divinity, so don’t think about the [Sun] divine position. It’s not something for such a little dragon as you to think about."

"Oh."

Noah exhaled lightly, his adoptive mother’s description truly gave him a fright.

The importance of a divine position to divinity is self-evident, fundamentally determining a divinity’s authority, status, and achievable heights, for which they could go to bloody extremes, sparing no cost.

"To put it another way, it’s as if some Sun God bestowed a blessing upon you, allowing you to master divine arts related to the Sun Domain."

Selena pondered for a long time before making this judgment, but her tone still carried a few uncertainties,

"What about that sunburn crystal, let me see, I didn’t take a closer look before."

"I’ve fully absorbed it, not even a speck is left."

"I see, then forget it."

Upon hearing Noah’s reply, Selena wasn’t disappointed but casually waved it off, then, with eyes twinkling, approached Noah, her hand naturally sliding to Noah’s chest and abdomen, and then onto the golden dragon’s wings.

"Though you’ve only transformed into a juvenile dragon, your changes are too significant. These wings are too magnificent, truly beautiful. Do you know how they grew out?"

The Duchess’s hand repeatedly stroked the wings where the golden scales shimmered and the luxurious feathers adorned, the admiration and amazement in her eyes made Noah feel somewhat creepy, with his scales nearly standing on end.

At that moment, the golden dragon felt a bit fortunate to be the adopted son of this mage; otherwise, there’s no telling what this Duchess might do. Mages often take consistent actions towards things they love.

"You should ask my father and mother; they might know the answer better than me."

Noah immediately threw the question away, as he couldn’t explain how these wings grew. He merely stared at that ancient god-like giant serpent for a long time in his dreams revisiting ancient scenes.