Qingyi heard Qianyao's words, but didn't respond immediately, remembering Ruxue's descriptions of each type of dragon.
Red dragons were violent and territorial.
White dragons were arrogant and vain.
Black dragons were vicious and lustful.
Green dragons were calm and serene.
Golden dragons, on the other hand, were sources of endless knowledge and kindness.
Of course, there were many other types of dragons: steel dragons, ice dragons and even toxic dragons, but these didn't matter, not yet.
What mattered was that wisdom was something present in every dragon, their minds capable of absorbing knowledge faster than any being that has ever existed in this world.
This, coupled with their long life expectancy, turned them into powerful living encyclopedias.
Even so, the golden dragons were head and shoulders above the rest, simply because wisdom was in their nature.
