Letting out a breath, the Second Elder was not discouraged. He said slowly, "High ninth-grade. Not bad!"
Though he had not reached the tenth grade, high ninth-grade had already met the Second Elder's expectations. After all, no one understood their own bloodline better than themselves. Reaching this level through self-awakening was already extremely impressive. And this was not the end—the blood pool had been prepared precisely for situations like this.
"Bai Yang, you should try as well!" the Second Elder said, looking at the young man.
Bai Heng stepped back and watched the young man. As one bead after another lit up, he seemed to hear the youth's anxious heartbeat. Unfortunately, the light ultimately stopped at the eighth bead. Not even the ninth bead lit up.
Bai Heng could clearly see the disappointment on the young man's face. The Second Elder saw it as well, but he offered no words of comfort. High eighth-grade was already quite good. If that required comforting, then the Bai Clan's bloodline would be far too cheap.
"Bai Xi, your turn!"
Bai Xi nodded and stepped forward. The motions were the same, but this time, the ninth bead lit up. However, it merely lit up; it was nowhere near as dazzling as it had been during Bai Heng's test.
"Low ninth-grade. Not bad!" the Second Elder praised. Ninth-grade truly was impressive. In fact, if not for Bai Heng's appearance, Bai Xi's bloodline concentration might have been the highest among the Bai Clan's Bloodline Awakening in the past two hundred years.
Bai Xi slowly let out a breath. She had expected this result long ago, so she could not say she was terribly disappointed. She merely felt a little lost. After all, she too wanted a higher bloodline concentration, but it was impossible. The Bai Clan