He had announced his bloodline ratings for all the dragons.
A strange sense of satisfaction actually welled up in Xiluo's heart.
It felt as though he had invented something.
Another reason was that, under his nurturing, the bloodline levels of the Dragon Cubs had turned out unexpectedly impressive, every one of them.
Xiluo wore a smile.
Then he beckoned the Descenders closer. He had previously asked them to step back a little so they would not disturb his thoughts, and now he explained the specifics of the Bloodline Ranking.
After the Descenders heard him out.
They began discussing it among themselves:
"Lord Abel is level 5? He's a Blue Dragon just like Lord Xiluo, so why is the gap so huge?"
"Lady Barbara is so weak. She's only level 3, and Lady Trixie is only level 4.
"I never expected Lord Koraman and Lady Alicia to be so impressive. They're actually level 7. That's a bit beyond my expectations.
"They're only one level below that Red Dragon from earlier and Lord Karl.
"Doesn't that mean that once they reach adulthood, or their prime.
"These two could become powerful dragons on par with Lord Karl?"
"Lord Karl is only level 8, but Lord Xiluo is level 14... I'm really curious just how big the actual gap between them is."
"A Young Dragon defeating an adult dragon who's nearly in his prime is as ridiculous as a ten-year-old beating a burly American man, okay?
"How big do you think the gap is?"
"Isn't Lord Allen the most surprising one? I never expected his bloodline level to be even higher than Lord Karl's.
"You really can't judge a dragon by his looks."
The group muttered among themselves.
Suddenly, they felt murderous stares coming from the dragons.
Every dragon except Xilian and Allen was