Shatong's words immediately drew dissatisfied looks from the other Profound Immortal–level demon sharks. Although they had already submitted to Lu Xiaotian, it was only natural for him to claim the wealth the Demon Shark clan had accumulated over the years. But there was a fundamental difference between Lu Xiaotian taking it himself and Shatong fawningly offering it up.
"How many forces remain in your tiger-spotted demon shark lair?" Lu Xiaotian asked. Even though his former incarnation, Yingfeng, had spent some time operating in the South Sea Dragon Palace, Lu Xiaotian still had only a vague understanding of the distribution of forces in the Dragon Palace's waters—especially after being away for so many years. Surely there had been considerable changes.
"Nearly sixty thousand clansmen remain, but more than half are old or weak. Fewer than twenty thousand have any real combat strength," Shatong replied.
"We'll take the Dragon Infant Vermilion Blood Fruit first, then return to your clan's lair. When the time comes, I'll bring your whole clan under my command." Lu Xiaotian nodded.
"May I ask King Feng how you intend to have us compete?" A demon shark with rather formidable cultivation stepped out of the crowd in human form and cupped his hands toward Lu Xiaotian.
"Looks like quite a few of you still aren't convinced by me." Lu Xiaotian glanced over the many tiger-spotted demon sharks.
"We wouldn't dare!" None of the demon sharks present dared meet Lu Xiaotian's gaze directly. The tiger-spotted demon shark clan had always governed itself. Though it submitted to the South Sea Dragon Palace, its affairs were led by its own clan leader, and it enjoyed considerable autonomy. The sudden arrival of a dragon like Lu Xiaotian to take the leader's place made some of the sharks uneasy. Besides, the former clan leader's