White-haired Lolita pursed her lips, "What do you mean?"
"An existence without a soul cannot awaken its own abilities," Xi Mu answered calmly, "In other words, you do not possess a soul."
"Has my soul descended to Hell?" White-haired Lolita asked. She had indeed harbored doubts about her inability to awaken her abilities; while the abilities awakened by most dragons were of little use—such as growing an extra toe or changing the color of their pupils at will—regardless of how useless the ability might be.
After achieving a certain level of strength, any dragon should be able to awaken their abilities naturally.
Yet, she had never awakened any abilities.
Now, she had finally understood the reason: she lacked the essential condition necessary for awakening abilities, which was to have one's own soul.
"As to whether the soul is in Hell, I can't say," Xi Mu lied without changing his expression, addressing the uneasy White-haired Lolita, "But you truly lack a soul."
