While Ren Tao was stuffing himself with food, the Sea Soul Beast Alliance held a brief but efficient meeting.
There were three main items on the agenda. First, they would establish a school, select promising elites among the sea soul beasts, and have the hundred-thousand-year sea soul beasts provide centralized instruction and training to help them grow as quickly as possible.
The intention was good, but the discussion soon went off track.
The hundred-thousand-year sea soul beasts all started boasting about their younger generations, until it turned into a bragging contest. Yin Zhang, usually a taciturn fellow, was the most enthusiastic of all, spittle flying as he sang the praises of his nephew, the Lightning Silver-Ring Octopus. Shui Ling'er, unable to get a word in because of her "stutter," grew so furious that she kept discharging electricity with sharp crackles.
"Enough!"
Ren Tao slapped the table. "Hold an elite sea soul beast tournament and let their abilities do the talking. You can serve as judges and select the top thirty. Those will be our first intake. Any more and we won't be able to manage them. Next item!"
Oh!
That was a good idea!
The hundred-thousand-year sea soul beasts all breathed a sigh of relief and moved on to the second item: whether Purple Pearl Island should stay or go.
The alliance was divided on this, with opinions falling into two camps. Shui Ling'er led those who favored keeping it, arguing that its people had never harmed sea soul beasts. Yin Zhang led those who wanted it shut down, because it disrupted order on the water, and all that fighting and killing was bad for peace at sea.
Ren Tao pressed a hand to his forehead, troubled by the Sea Soul Beast Kingdom for the first time.
His original intention