At this time, Eastern Sea Dragon Palace was as chaotic as a pot of boiling eight-treasure porridge, a hundred times more chaotic than when Sun Wukong came to snatch Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle.
The originally splendid Crystal Palace was now filled with boxes and baggage of various sizes.
"Quick, quick! Pack that Ten-Thousand-Year Water-Repelling Pearl! Don't want that coral tree, it takes up too much space and is worthless!"
"Prime Minister Turtle! Where did he go? Where is my set of 'Ancestral Dragon Battle Armor' made of pure gold? Find it quickly! That is our facade!"
"And that! That ancestral chamber pot, it was handed down from First Dragon Han Tribulation of High Antiquity, it was used by our ancestors, take it with you too! This is a cultural relic!"
Dragon King of the Eastern Sea Ao Guang, sweating profusely, was directing the shrimp soldiers and crab generals to move things. The dragon crown on his head was crooked, and his beard was even more messy. He didn't have the majesty of a dragon king at all.
Next to them, the Dragon King of the West Sea Ao Run, the Dragon King of the South China Sea Ao Qin, and the Dragon King North Sea Dragon King Ao Shun all had sad faces, each carrying large and small bags, and even a few strings of large pearls hanging around their necks, like a group of refugees who had just been robbed and were trying to escape.
"Brother, do we really want to do this?"
Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, stuffed the luminous pearl into the storage bag and asked distressedly, "This is the wealth that our dragon clan has accumulated for hundreds of millions of years! Just... give it all away? What will we eat and drink in the future?"
"Bullshit!"
Ao Guang slapped his brother on the forehead and shouted angrily, "You don't even look at the current situation! The sky is falling! Do you know?"
"Heavenly Court was demolished! Jade Emperor was driven away! Underworld was bombed! Even the ancient ruthless person like Kunpeng was crippled by one bomb, and now he is still being used as a gatekeeper by that Heavenly Strategy Gate!"
"Just now! Prime Minister Turtle received an urgent report that Lin Feng flattened Ghost Gate Pass and changed Book of Life and Death. Even Bodhisattva Earth Treasury King was so frightened that he said 'Silent Meditation'! What is the concept? This is to turn Three Worlds upside down!"
Ao Guang took a deep breath and calmed down his heart that was about to beat, "Who's next? You can tell with your toes that it's us Four Seas Dragon Race! We are rich, we have a big territory, but we are... weak!"
Ao Guang burst into tears when he said this, "Although our dragon clan is rich, we are also famous for being weaklings! In the past, Sun Wukong that monkey came to rob things, but we can still go to Heavenly Court complained. Now that Jade Emperor is gone, who should we complain to? To complain to Lin Feng, saying that Lin Feng bullied us?"
"Instead of waiting for the evil star to come knocking on our door, make us into dragon meat sashimi, and pull out our dragon tendons to use as belts, why not take the initiative and pay a protection fee."
"This is called - losing money and avoiding disaster! This is called - pattern! This is called - the wisdom of survival!"
As he was talking, a deafening roar suddenly came from outside.
This sound was transmitted through the tens of thousands of feet of sea water, still shaking Crystal Palace. The sea water rolled violently, as if it was boiling.
"Report--!!!"
A patrolling Yaksha rushed in, crawling on the ground, and even lost its fork, "My King! It's not good! A disaster is coming! The sea is full of ships! Such big iron ships! Blocking out the sky! Even the sun is blocked! That Lin Feng... he is coming with his army!"
The legs of the four dragon kings felt weak and they almost knelt down collectively.
"It's coming so fast?! It's over! Come on! Bring everything! Bring everything valuable! Stop hiding it! Follow me up to greet you! You must smile! Smile sincerely!"
Lin Feng's "Lin Family" flagship was suspended on the rough sea. A huge shadow was cast, turning the sea area into pitch black.
He was holding a fishing rod without a hook in his hand and was sitting leisurely on the deck under an umbrella to sunbathe Sun, with a glass of ice-cold Coke beside him.
"Master God, why haven't these old loaches made any move? Do you want to put up a stubborn resistance?" Marshal Heavenly Canopy next to him suggested, stroking the psychic cannon in his hand with feverish eyes, "How about we fire a salvo first to shock them? That means blowing up a few islands."
"What's the purpose of shocking? We are civilized people and we are here to 'inspect the work'."
Lin Feng said lazily, without raising his eyelids, "Besides, these four old loaches are the most knowledgeable about current affairs, that is, they are cowards. I bet fifty cents that they are already kneeling at the door."
The words just fell.
I saw the sea surface surging violently, and the huge waves separated to both sides, forming a wide waterway.
Four old men wearing dragon robes and crowns, leading countless soldiers and generals, held high a huge white cloth (not even a white flag, but a sheet), with a few big characters written on it - "Warmly welcome Lord Heavenly Strategy Manor to come for guidance."
They rose into the air respectfully, with smiles uglier than tears on their faces.
"Sinful minister Eastern Sea Ao Guang (Xihai Ao Run, Nanhai Ao Qin, North Sea Ao Shun), together with all the members of Four Seas Dragon Race, pay homage to the Lord Heavenly Strategy Manor! Pay homage to the Lord of God! Long live the Lord of God!"
The four old dragon kings knelt on the head of the cloud in unison, their movements uniform, obviously rehearsed underwater.
"The divine power is unparalleled and unifies Three Worlds! Our dragon clan's admiration for the divine Lord is like an endless river, and like Yellow River overflowing out of control! It is truly our dragon clan's great fortune to see the divine face today!"
Ao Guang was flattering and winking at the Prime Minister Turtle behind him.
I saw hundreds of strong men walking up carrying dozens of huge treasure chests.
The box is opened.
"Wow--"
The golden light almost blinded Marshal Heavenly Canopy.
It was full of Supreme-Grade Spirit Stone, Ten-Thousand-Year Divine Iron, deep-sea pearls, ancient relics, coral agate... There were even three other Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle that had not been taken away, and they were polished to a shine.
"My Lord, this is a small gift from me, Four Seas Dragon Race. It is not respectful."
Ao Guang accompanied the smiling face, humble to the extreme, fearing that Lin Feng would fire if he was unhappy, "Great Sage Sun took away a before Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle, we think that your family has a big business, God Lord, and one stick is definitely not enough. We have moved the remaining three sticks for you! Put together, they can be used to build a pergola, or use them as chopsticks for your battleship!"
Lin Feng looked at the mountain of gold and silver in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Build a pergola? Use Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle to build a pergola? This old dragon king has a big brain in order to survive.
He put down his fishing rod, stood up, and walked to the pile of treasures. He picked up a luminous pearl larger than a basketball, tossed it in his hand, and then threw it back into the box like trash.
"That's it?"
Lin Feng spit out two words lightly.
These two words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering the psychological defenses of the four Dragon Kings.
It's over! Too little!
"Master God! We still have it! We still have it!" Ao Guang was so anxious that he almost cried, and knocked his head on the ground with a thud, "There are still more in the Dragon Palace warehouse! I also took out my wife's dowry! I also dug out the funerary objects in the ancestral graves! As long as the Master God does not kill us, it is useless for us to ask for money!"
Lin Feng shook his head, walked up to Ao Guang, and looked at him condescendingly.
"Ao Guang, do you think I am short of money?"
Ao Guang was stunned. Yes, he even owns Heavenly Court and has the entire resources of Three Worlds, so he is short of this little pearl agate?
"Then... what do you lack, Lord God? As long as we have..."
"I'm not short of money. What I'm short of is - people. Oh no, it's a dragon."
Lin Feng patted Ao Guang on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "You dragon clan, since First Dragon Han Tribulation of High Antiquity, each generation has become worse than the last. Now you are so bad that even monkeys can bully you, and even Nezha can slap your muscles. Don't you feel ashamed? Don't you feel aggrieved?"
The four dragon kings lowered their heads, their faces full of shame, and their fists clenched. This was their sore spot and the eternal scar of the dragon clan. Their bloodline had deteriorated and their strength was low. The former overlords of the world could only survive by accumulating treasures and being weak-footed shrimps.
"I want to make a deal with you."
Lin Feng's voice is full of temptation, like the whisper of a devil.
"You surrender to the Heavenly Strategy Manor and become my 'Royal Air Force', Eternal Divine Kingdom. And I will help you solve the problem of bloodline degradation."
"What?!"
Raising his head suddenly, Ao Guang's eyes were as big as copper bells, his breathing was rapid, and his whole body was shaking, "God Lord... you... what did you say? Can you solve the bloodline problem? Can you... return to our ancestors?"
"Can you, try it and you will know?"
Lin Feng smiled mysteriously and turned to look at a young, handsome, yet somewhat weak Ryuko standing behind Ao Guang with his head lowered.
"That's your son Ao Bing, right? Nezha's good friend?"
"Let him come over and be a test subject."