Di Kun briefly explained how some Qilin Clan members had gradually begun to feel that the rain had stopped, the skies had cleared, and they were capable again. Then he said, "It isn't a solution to keep them here forever. Some Qilin have even started thinking that I'm restricting them here on Purple Jade Mountain. Though it sounds ridiculous, it is the truth. They think they're powerful enough to go out and make something of themselves, rather than being confined here..."
Wu Chu laughed upon hearing this. "Do some of them even want to restore the glory of your ancestors?"
Di Kun nodded with a wry smile. "There are indeed Qilin blinded by such arrogance."
"They haven't had society beat them down enough!" Wu Chu shook his head with a soft sigh.
It had to be said that the innate advantages of the Three Primordial Clans were obvious. Otherwise, they could never have become the three great races that once dominated the Primordial World.
Over these long years of reproduction and growth, the numbers of Qilin and phoenixes had increased somewhat. Compared to when they had first arrived at Purple Jade Mountain, their numbers had doubled or tripled.
The fastest-growing lines had already reached their fourth generation.
It had never been this fast in the past. Perhaps it was because they needed to expand their clans, so they had become more attentive to producing offspring.
Once they reached adulthood, they would actively begin producing the next generation, rather than being as casual about offspring as the Qilin Clan and Phoenix Clan had once been.
As for the Dragon Clan, there was no need to mention them. Reproduction had never been an issue for dragons.
Two or three hundred Qilin, or two or three hundred phoenixes, were naturally pitifully few compared