A Million Demon Soldiers, Four Seas Dragon Kings? I Stockpiled Seven Days' Worth of Goods-Eat Until You Burst!

The East Sea Dragon Palace, the Abyss Hall.

Shen Gongbao's seven copper coins gleamed with an eerie, cold light under the dim blue glow of the Dragon Palace lamps. He made a hand seal with his fingertips, and the phantom image of Chentang Pass appeared in the array of copper coins.

Taiyi Zhenren was holding the Seven-Colored Lotus and having a private conversation with Li Jing, while Fang Yu stood on the city wall gazing at the East Sea.

"Your Majesty, Ao Guang..." Shen Gongbao's stuttering sounded even more comical in the deep-sea echo, "Do you really believe that drunken old Daoist priest can revive your son within a month? He's clearly just trying to stall for time to call for reinforcements!"

Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, swung his black-scaled dragon tail and splashed a bunch of bubbles. "Brother! That Taiyi is the best at flying into the clouds and escaping from the earth. One month is enough for him to make five hundred trips to and from Kunlun Mountain!"

"Why not just flood Chentang Pass!" South Sea Dragon King Ao Qin, blazed with fury in his crimson eyes. "Forcing them to hand over Ao Bing's soul immediately!"

Ao Guang's dragon claws crushed the coral throne, and the dragon whiskers beneath the golden crown trembled with rage. It recalled the humiliation of being forced to swallow Sea of Porridge, and then glimpsed the grains of rice floating in the abyss. "But that Demonic Daoist's Congee Arts..."

"What's there to be afraid of!" Shen Gongbao suddenly shouted, "I have persuaded the demon kings of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks. When the time comes, 100,000 demon soldiers will block the land routes. Even if they have raging waves, they will not be able to drown the army of the drought-stricken land!"

"Really?" Ao Guang looked at Shen Gongbao with skepticism.

"Yes! It's true!" Shen Gongbao nodded.

"Very well. Let's do as the Daoist priest says."

Chentang Pass.

Li Jing's bronze sword reflected the candlelight, and his hair had turned white sometime during the night.

Yin Shiniang gripped the red-tasseled spear tightly, her eyes still red.

"Seven days." Li Jing tapped his knuckles on the table. "That old Dragon King actually shortened the deadline to this!"

Yin Shiniang held back her tears, "No matter what, we must protect the people and protect Nezha's soul."

On the city tower.

The soldier, who was dozing off, was suddenly awakened and looked towards the East China Sea where four tornadoes were rising!

The four colors of dragon breath—blue, black, red, and white—intertwined to form Tianluo that completely covered Chentang Pass!

Li Jing immediately flew out of the Li Manor and cupped his hands towards Ao Guang in the air. "Dragon King, you promised to give me a month's grace period. Now that Taiyi Zhenren has gone to find a way to revive me, why have you suddenly changed your mind?"

"Seven days is the limit." Ao Guang's dragon roar pierced through the clouds. "I've changed my mind."

Yin Shiniang was furious when she heard this and immediately retorted, "Seven days? In seven days, not even a radish can grow. How can you revive your child?"

Regardless of what Yin Shiniang, Ao Guang had already made up his mind. "Today doesn't count. If my son isn't reborn in seven days..."

Suddenly, a voice rang out from the sky!

"So, the Chentang Pass was flooded?"

Fang Yu stood in front of Li Jing and Yin Shiniang, blocking the glares of the four dragons. The people of Chentang Pass below saw it clearly and immediately felt that Fang Yu was a young hero!

"It's you!" Ao Guang was furious when he saw Fang Yu. Although they had only met a few times, the old Dragon King had dreamed about Fang Yu last night.

It's Laozi!

Fang Yu put his hands on his hips and didn't give Ao Guang any face.

When the other three dragons heard that their leader had been taken advantage of in such a way, they suppressed their laughter and looked at Ao Guang's expression, only to find that Ao Guang had no temper at all, and his momentum had weakened a bit.

What?

What's going on?

Was yesterday's porridge-filling-the-East-Sea event really that exaggerated?

Even Ao Guang, who was fearless and dared to challenge the Heavenly Court, admitted defeat?

"Hehe." Fang Yu's laughter echoed throughout Chentang Pass. "If you dare to flood Chentang Pass, I'll say it again: I can fill the East China Sea with porridge!"

Porridge to fill the East China Sea?

This is incredible!

"Hahaha!"

Shen Gongbao's the Batman Who Laughs mingled with a dragon's roar, "Porridge to fill the East East East East East East Sea? What a boastful tone! You, you, you shall see if you can fill the hundreds of thousands of the Demon Army seven days from now!"

"Hehe. Land battle? Then you'll have to wait and see the show." Fang Yu was amused by Shen Gongbao's words. Just thinking about the scene of throwing land monsters into the sea with porridge made him feel incredibly satisfied.

This is no longer just Seafood Porridge.

This is wild game and Seafood Porridge!

When the time comes, wouldn't a dish of civet cat stewed with soft-shelled turtle penis be the ultimate tonic?

"Big Brother!" South Sea Dragon King Ao Qin, bristled with crimson scales. "Let me unleash a breath of dragon fire to test this brat's strength!"

"Wait!" Ao Guang suddenly used his dragon tail to stop his brother. The old Dragon King growled through gritted teeth, "Withdraw! In seven days!" He looked at Li Jing, "My patience is limited!"

Upon hearing that their eldest brother was leaving, the other three dragons didn't say much and retreated ten miles away from Chentang Pass, riding the waves.

As Li Jing flew towards the ground, the general rushed to Fang Yu in three strides, clasped his hands, and was about to kneel on one knee. "I, Li, was blind and did not know that the immortal was so Divine Ability."

"General, please don't say that!" Fang Yu stepped aside. "I'm really just a lowly soldier." He pointed to his coarse cloth clothes. "You see, I even borrowed these clothes from the cooks."

Yin Shiniang smirked, "What kind of lowly soldier could flood the East Sea with porridge? Little Daoist priest, are you perhaps looking down on our Chentang Pass?"

"No, I just want to save the world."

"By the way."

"Just trying to protect myself."

Outside Chentang Pass, in the dragon camp, Ao Run swam over to Ao Guang, her black-scaled dragon tail swaying. She deliberately brushed her tail fin lightly against her brother's whiskers, her voice sweet and cloying. "Big brother~ I know you're not afraid of that kid."

Ao Guang abruptly shook his head, his eyes blazing with suppressed anger. "Shut up!"

"Oh dear~" Ao Run advanced instead of retreating, his slender dragon body wrapping around the coral pillar like a ribbon, his dragon claw lightly touching Ao Guang's neck, where no scales had yet appeared. "You're just worried about Bing'er, aren't you?"

She suddenly lowered her voice, "Don't forget, they're watching from up there!"

"It's not your place to tell me what to do!" Ao Guang suddenly sprang up, his thick dragon tail sweeping across Ao Run's face, but stopping abruptly just before touching his sister's nose, the water he stirred up messing up Ao Run's carefully groomed dragon mane.

Ao Run calmly licked his ruffled dragon mane with the tip of his tongue, then suddenly burst out laughing, "Alright, alright~"

She swam around to Ao Guang's back, her dragon tail brushing intimately against her brother's spine scales, "Whatever you say~!"

"But brother," Ao Run suddenly leaned close to Ao Guang's ear fin, the slight coolness brushing against his sensitive eardrum, "What if that kid really could make Limitless of porridge?"

Her dragon claw gently pressed against Ao Guang's chest, "Won't our East Sea just turn into a pot of Seafood Porridge?"

"Get out!" Ao Guang roared in fury!

"Hehe~" Ao Run chuckled as she swam away.

Watching his sister leave, Ao Guang could hardly contain his anger.

Is it really possible that in seven days, Chentang Pass will be flooded and Chentang Pass people will be buried with Ao Bing?

Just as a sliver of goodwill began to surface in his mind, he was reminded of Nezha's despicable face.

If it weren't for Nezha.

Bing'er would never have died such a tragic death!

"Damn Demon Orb! I am your sworn enemy, as well as Chentang Pass!"

Time flies.

Soon the day arrived when a million Demon Army blocked the land route and the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas flooded Chentang Pass!

"My little sprout!"

Taiyi Zhenren paced back and forth anxiously, "Seven days! How can seven days be enough! I've only just returned, and you're already telling me that the Dragon Clan is going to flood Chentang Pass! How can I possibly have time to revive the Demon Orb and the Spirit Pearl?!"

"No rush." Fang Yu walked over and said calmly, "Seven days is just the time they've given us."

As he spoke, he floated up and flew towards the towering waves.

"Kid! What are you doing?!" Taiyi Zhenren stamped his foot in exasperation.

"Relax, it's just a matter of time, I'll stall for it and show you!"

Fang Yu had a smile on his lips.

"Seven days. This amount of food is enough for you, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, to have a good drink!"