"What do you want with him?" Shrimp Prince asked. "Tell me."
"Tell you?" The Dragon King raised his eyes and glanced at the Shrimp Prince, then laughed, "You're not qualified."
"It is no longer the king of our Shrimp Clan Palace; I am the king now," the Shrimp Prince said calmly, glancing at the Shrimp King and straightening his back.
"That little brat is just sulking with me, don't listen to it." The Shrimp King asked, "Dragon King, you've come to see me now, is it because that great god has some instructions?"
"That's rare." The Dragon King looked at the Shrimp King with a half-smile: "So you old shrimp can actually speak politely."
"Let bygones be bygones, let bygones be bygones." The Shrimp King waved his pincers, looked eagerly at the Dragon King, and asked, "Dragon King, stop keeping me in suspense."
"You go down first," the Dragon King said to the Shrimp Prince.
"I am now..."
“Your strength is not enough.” The Flood Dragon King interrupted, “I don’t care about the internal affairs of your Shrimp Clan Palace. I’m here today on important business.”
Shrimp Prince pursed his lips, then flicked his pincers and turned to leave.
"Dragon King, what exactly are the great gods' orders?" the Shrimp King asked, peering out the window.
"You know about what happened in the small fishing village, right?" the Dragon King asked.
"I understand." The Shrimp King nodded.
It was resurrected in the small fishing village, which I saw clearly.
"Sir, you do not wish for the sea creatures to repeatedly come ashore and disturb and harm mortals," said the Dragon King.
“I will keep our Shrimp Clan members in check,” the Shrimp King said.
“This vast Canglan Sea is not just home to your Shrimp Clan Palace, nor is it home to only the Shrimp Clan,” said the Flood Dragon King.
"You mean..." the Shrimp King paused for a moment, then asked.
"The Azure Sea needs a king," said the Dragon King, "to govern and restrain all sea creatures."
The shrimp king's eyes widened instantly, its pincers held up in a daze.
It took him a long time to stammer, "You, you, you mean, you want to, you want to dominate the Canglan Sea?"
“It’s not about dominating,” the Dragon King corrected solemnly. “It’s about unification, to comply with your wishes, sir.”
"Yes, yes, yes." The Shrimp King nodded repeatedly: "My Shrimp Clan Palace is willing to submit to the Dragon Palace and will obey all the arrangements of the Dragon Palace."
"Do you even need to tell me?" The Flood Dragon King snorted. "The Shrimp Clan Palace has long been guarded by generals from my Flood Dragon Palace."
"Then what do you want me to do?" the Shrimp King asked.
"You are, after all, a powerful expert at the half-step immortal realm, so naturally I want you to fight alongside me," said the Flood Dragon King.
“But I can’t get out of this Shrimp Palace,” the Shrimp King said. “After I was resurrected, I was imprisoned here.”
"I came here today to ask about your attitude first," said the Dragon King.
"Of course I'm willing," the Shrimp King nodded repeatedly.
"Alright, that's what I wanted to hear." The Dragon King patted the Shrimp King on the shoulder and said, "Being resurrected by you, sir, is your good fortune and luck."
"Yes, yes, yes." The Shrimp King nodded repeatedly again: "Dragon King, I was wrong before, and I am willing to follow you from now on."
"Since you've admitted your mistake, I won't hold it against you for what happened before," the Dragon King said smugly. "Don't worry, I'll plead for you."
"Thank you, Dragon King." The Shrimp King twitched its pincers and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alright, I need to go to the Crab Clan Palace again," the Dragon King said, waving his hand.
"Dragon King, please take care," the Shrimp King said, bowing.
The Dragon King took a few steps, then suddenly turned back, his smile somewhat... lewd.
The Shrimp King couldn't help but shudder.
"Dragon King, is there anything else you need?" the Shrimp King asked.
"The meat of your clan is really good." The Dragon King grinned from ear to ear: "Especially the spicy kind, it's especially delicious."
"You..." The Shrimp King was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared at the shrimp.
"I'm not lying to you, the taste is absolutely amazing." The Dragon King glanced at the Shrimp King's two large pincers and said, "Don't your clan's shrimp pincers regenerate after they're broken? I suggest you try it too, it's really delicious."
After saying that, the Dragon King left with a smile.
The Shrimp King glared fiercely at the Dragon King's back for a few moments, then lowered his eyes to look at his two large pincers.
Is it really that delicious?
After leaving the Shrimp Clan Palace, the Dragon King went to the Crab Clan Palace.
Do the same thing.
The Crab King, of course, had no objections and was willing to follow him.
Then, the Dragon King went to several clan settlements that he usually had a good relationship with and successfully won over the Dragon Palace's camp.
Only after doing all this did they take out the Transmission Stone.
At this moment, the Turtle Prime Minister was diligently helping the White Dragon Horse water the flowers.
The image stone lit up.
“The Four Saints are the Dragon King,” said the Turtle Prime Minister, taking out the Transmission Stone.
"Okay." The white dragon horse nodded. "Take it."
"Yes." Prime Minister Turtle injected a wisp of spiritual power into the image transmission stone, and the image of the Flood Dragon King appeared on it.
"Four Saints." The Flood Dragon King first greeted the White Dragon Horse respectfully before recounting the events in the Azure Sea in detail.
"A good idea." The white dragon horse nodded: "If you can unify the Canglan Sea and restrain the sea creatures, it will be a blessing for mortals."
Although the master changed the rules of Heaven, cultivators are no longer restricted and can consume mortal items.
However, consuming human blood is still relatively good.
There will always be foreigners who can't hold back.
“Four Sages, there is another question,” said the Dragon King. “It is my humble opinion, and I would appreciate your guidance.”
"Go ahead," the white dragon horse said, putting the watering can aside.
“The Shrimp King and the Crab King are indeed guilty, but I think that instead of locking them up and doing nothing, it would be better to let them atone for their crimes by performing good deeds,” the Flood Dragon King said nervously.
It does this because it has its own selfish motives.
Admittedly, it had indeed made enemies with the shrimp and crab tribes in the past over territory disputes.
However, the Shrimp King and Crab King have already been punished, especially the Shrimp King, who has already died once.
Moreover, the situation is different now.
It has latched onto Mr.'s coattails, and the shrimp and crab tribes are no longer a threat to it.
If it can plead for the shrimp king and crab king this time, they will surely be loyal to it in the future and become its right-hand men.
Moreover, they are all at the half-step immortal realm in terms of combat power.
We can't waste it.
"How do you want them to atone for their crimes?" the white dragon horse asked.
"Fight alongside me against the sea creatures, unify them, and then restrain them from coming ashore to disturb mortals," the Dragon King said, pursing his lips.
“Your idea is not bad.” The white dragon horse nodded. “However, I cannot make the decision on this matter. I will ask my eldest brother, second brother, and third sister later.”
"Yes," the Dragon King replied respectfully. "Then I will await your news and will not disturb you any longer."
After the teleportation stone was turned off, Prime Minister Turtle pursed his lips and said, "Four Saints, I think the Dragon King's words make sense."
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