Music filled the Sea-Gazing Hall as beautiful mermaid women with exquisite figures danced gracefully.
The Tiger Flood Dragon reclined on the Green-Jade Throne, his expression gloomy, his thoughts still on the White Flood Dragon that had appeared out of nowhere.
"The Cloud-Blocking River has thin water Qi and scarce spiritual opportunity. Even eight or ten years wouldn't produce much spirit water or many spiritual treasures. How did a White Flood Dragon suddenly appear there?" This Shen Sea Dragon King was named Xuan Guang. Though his Tiger Flood Dragon bloodline was hardly first-rate, his considerable cultivation and abilities had won him the Angry Flood Dragon Manor lord's favor, securing him the foremost seat among the Jiao Descendants.
"The Jiao Descendants and chi dragon descendants in the Three Rivers and Four Seas are dwindling. That White Flood Dragon may be young, but once he comes into his own, even the position of Shen Sea Dragon King might change hands."
Xuan Guang propped one cheek on his hand and lowered his eyes in thought.
After a long while, a Merfolk court official quietly approached to report:
"Your Majesty, the White Flood Dragon entered the Bedchamber with the Bohai Dragon King. There have been no other developments yet."
Xuan Guang sneered.
"That slut really does want to take a bite whenever she sees something tender..."
He shook his head, then reconsidered:
"Forget it. I'll leave that White Flood Dragon alone for now. If I can attach myself to the Upper Sect's immortal master and carry out his assignment properly, perhaps I'll get a chance to leave this minor realm."
Having made his decision, Xuan Guang finally turned his gaze toward the Merfolk songstresses in the hall. He raised his wine goblet, savored the fine wine, and called out:
"Keep playing! Keep dancing!"
Another cup