Ao Mo'ang: Now This Was Trouble...

Yuan Hong asked in confusion, "Master, isn't that a bit much? You're already deciding that Prince Mo Ang will have no chance to compete with Senior Brother Ao Lie in the future? Isn't it still too early for the dragon princes to fight over the Dragon King's throne?"

Yun Ting stroked his chin. "What? Is there even any suspense? I looked into it. When the Dragon Clan competes for the Dragon King's throne, they can choose to fight personally or have their prospective dragon queens fight... Mm, I don't think any of the other West Sea princes can find a wife more formidable than Fairy Golden Phoenix."

Yuan Hong smacked his lips. "Master, that makes a lot of sense. Mm, if Fairy Golden Phoenix makes a move, no one in the West Sea Dragon Palace can find a wife stronger than her. Looks like Senior Brother Ao Lie's position as Dragon King is secure..."

Yun Ting scratched his head, suddenly thinking of something. He muttered, "The West Sea doesn't really matter. The important one is the East Sea. Mm, it's time for the Dragon King to be replaced... Just in time to cause the Buddhist Sect some trouble..."

Yuan Hong coughed. "Master, Dragon King of the East Sea Ao Guang seems quite comfortable in his position. He may not be willing to step down..."

Yun Ting chuckled. "Mm, whether he steps down or not isn't up to him. Enough questions. Let's just watch the excitement unfold in the West Sea..."

Back at the West Sea Dragon Palace, Nine-Headed Worm was still defiant after being captured. He shouted, "My father is Ghost Chariot, the Demon Marshal of the demon race! Who dares touch me? My father won't let him off..."

Ao Mo'ang was dumbfounded upon hearing this. He muttered, "Well, damn.