Chapter 94 Slumber
After a day's time, the spoils of war had been divided between Brian and the White Dragon Mother, each taking their share back to their own territory.
When the White Dragon Mother left for the last time, she followed Brian back to the Ice Cliff Territory and bluntly told him that he must include her the next time something like this happens.
Judging by her demeanor, it seemed she had already put behind her the wrongs Brian had done to her.
In the face of profit, the conflicts between them were negligible.
After all, such mutual plundering of treasures and territories was common among chromatic dragons.
Moreover, even if the White Dragon Mother wanted to retaliate, she had no chance to do so.
Through this joint battle, she had deeply realized how quickly Brian's strength had progressed, far exceeding her understanding of white dragons. She even suspected that her egg might have been swapped by that damned crystal dragon back then.
In the Dragon's Lair located at the 500-meter Steep Ice Cliff, Brian turned to look at the deepest part of the lair. There, pieces of magical armor and greatswords emitting faint elemental fluctuations were piled together like a small mountain.
It looked somewhat chaotic, but it was full of wealth.
Although most of these magical items were standard-issue, they were still a valuable fortune.
Brian thought that if he had the chance, he could trade them for magical gems he liked more.
There were many valuable things, but Brian loved ancient items steeped in the passage of time and adorable magical gems the most.
However, just now, Brian found himself developing a different interest in timekeeping tools.
Among the spoils from a spellcaster, he found a small item made of gold and silver, resembling a pocket watch. The main body was made of gold, and the hands were made of silver, reflecting a blinking light.
The tiny, constant ticking of the gears with each movement of the hands brought him a sense of peace.
Placing the pocket watch-like timekeeping tool by his bed, Brian picked up a space ring.
Immediately, a ripple of space appeared, and a sharp magical greatsword, along with some magical materials, books, scrolls, and snacks, fell out.
This ring came from Copperfield. Except for the magical greatsword, which belonged to Rosha, the rest were Copperfield's belongings.
Brian first looked at the magical greatsword.
The long and wide blade was engraved with dense runes. As the cold wind blew past, it seemed to be torn apart by the sharp blade, making a piercing sound. It was still stained with the White Dragon Mother's dragon blood.
At the end of the hilt where it connected to the blade was a high-quality green gem, and at the bottom of the hilt were words written in a language Brian couldn't understand.
He guessed it was the name of the magical greatsword.
"It's not Common Language, and judging by its size, it doesn't seem to be for ordinary humans."
Brian infused it with magic, and a layer of condensed sharp light immediately appeared around the greatsword.
With a slight force, he thrust it into the ground, and the hard ice and frozen soil were pierced as if they were tofu.
"It's a good weapon, but unfortunately, I can't use it."
Brian felt a bit regretful.
True dragons also use weapons and equipment to enhance themselves, but due to their size, unless they use polymorph spells to change their form, most weapons are unusable.
Brian wasn't about to charge into battle wielding a weapon like a pair of chopsticks.
"There should be spells that can transform weapons, but I don't know any."
Brian looked at the magical gem on the hilt, contemplating whether to pry it off.
After a dozen seconds, he shook his head and dismissed the idea from his mind.
Such a weapon that can easily cut through dragon scales is precious not just because of the gem; the meticulously engraved runes and the unknown metal used to forge the blade are all top-notch materials, far more valuable than a single magical gem.
Not wanting to waste such a treasure, Brian kept it as a collectible.
To avoid getting cut while sleeping, he didn't place it on his gem-covered bed but under the bed, not far away.
With this haul, Brian's gem bed had now gained an extra layer of thickness. When he lay down, he was surrounded by gems of various colors, each breath drawing in a significant amount of elemental energy, making him feel very comfortable.
However, Brian's goal was to create a large swimming pool filled with gems, enough to bury his body and allow him to swim in it.
He was still far from achieving that.
Next, Brian turned his attention to the books Copperfield had brought. After carefully reading them, he had a mixed expression of joy and disappointment.
The joy came from the fact that these books contained basic runes and spells of the school of protection, as well as some spell models.
The disappointment was because they only contained lower-level spells.
These books were in a nearly tattered state, showing that their owner had tried hard to preserve them, but they had still worn out over time. They were likely Copperfield's keepsake beginner books.
Brian cleared a space and placed these books alongside the ones he had obtained from the Two-headed Ogre.
Although he had already memorized their contents, occasionally flipping through the books provided a much deeper experience than merely recalling memories.
He then looked down at the human food he had taken from the space ring.
Some were delicately shaped, small, and emitted a faint honey fragrance, a type of sweet pastry that smelled quite nice. The other part was a bottle of light red liquid, and upon breaking the cap, he could smell a faint scent of wine.
Pastries with wine... this old mage had quite an odd taste.
Brian grabbed the sweet pastries and poured them into his mouth. After a few simple chews, he washed them down with the wine.
He smacked his lips, greatly disappointed by the somewhat terrible mixed taste.
Compared to these, Brian still preferred meat, whether cooked or raw. Although he could eat anything, he had his preferences.
After roughly inspecting the spoils, Brian solemnly took out one particular item.
A Red Dragon Soul Stone shaped like a coiled dragon.
As soon as the dragon soul stone was exposed to the air, an uncontrollable desire surged within Brian.
Having already instructed his followers on many matters, this time, Brian did not suppress his desire and swallowed the dragon soul stone, which emitted an ancient dragon aura, in one gulp.
The dragon soul stone was small, barely noticeable in his mouth.
But as it passed through his throat and into his stomach, a surge of energy essence erupted instantly, like a tsunami, spreading from his stomach and surging through his entire body.
Under the impact of this energy, Brian trembled all over, involuntarily moaning a few times, his dragon claws instinctively clenching.
A pleasure that seemed to come from the depths of his soul layered upon itself like climbing stairs, and after two hours, it finally reached the peak.
Boom!
Brian felt his mind go blank.
An overwhelming drowsiness followed, making Brian feel as if he had returned to his mother's embrace.
The warm and comfortable sensation filled his body, making him instinctively coil up his tail and bury his head, listening to the howling wind and snow outside, and in no time, he fell into an unshakable sleep.
Time passed quietly like a fleeting moment.
The River of Time, usually flowing steadily, formed a vortex invisible to other creatures, enveloping Brian's body.
Strands of the River of Time's water infused him, weaving the unique charm of time and age into Brian.
