Bo Xu stepped forward, scooped Ling Er up, and tossed her high into the air as he cheered.
The Chi You Clan members around the square began cheering as well...
The races of this world had an intense awareness of existential crisis. They had to ensure that their race continued to possess powerful bloodline talents.
Ling Er's performance represented the fact that their race had successors. In the past thousand years, only two sixth-grade bloodlines had appeared, while Ling Er was the only quasi-seventh-grade bloodline. Naturally, she was worth celebrating and cheering for!
Ling Er still looked utterly bewildered, completely unaware of what had happened.
Next, it was her elder brother Wu Er's turn.
The Grand Elder repeated the same procedure, piercing Wu Er's finger and drawing several drops of blood to sprinkle onto the jade.
"Drip..."
"Hum..."
After absorbing the blood, the jade began vibrating again, and its color started turning red.
However, the jade's color changed extremely slowly.
Bo Xu and the Chi You Clan members stared nervously at the jade.
"Wu Er's bloodline isn't very good..."
"Mm. It's been this long, and it's only at the second grade. I'm afraid it won't even reach the third grade."
"Alas, a dragon has nine sons, and each is different. Even the bloodline purity of twins born from a dragon and phoenix can differ enormously."
After a while, the Grand Elder finally announced, "Wu Er's bloodline is lower third-grade."
This time, Bo Xu silently stepped forward and picked Wu Er up. He still gently patted his son's back. Bloodline purity was entirely a matter of luck; no one could change it. Having one Ling Er in his family was already Heaven's favor.
After Ling Er and Wu Er finished having their bloodline purity tested, people gradually brought their own children