Chapter 2480 - 2478: Saintly Relatives
The Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals led Long Fei and his companions into the Dragon Palace, and they waited for a while at the entrance.
After someone went inside to report, soon an Old Turtle with a mustache appeared.
On its head it wore an official hat, and it leaned on a cane made from polished seaweed, squinting at Long Fei and the others.
The Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals beside them loudly announced, "The Chancellor Turtle arrives!"
The Little Kirin muttered, "Why is it always turtles that serve as chancellors in the sea?"
Little Qing giggled, "A thousand-year-old turtle, a ten-thousand-year-old terrapin, they all become more refined over time. Among these brainless sea creatures, only the Old Turtle has a bit more intelligence."
The Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals heard their conversation and immediately lowered their forks with a shout, "Shut up, dare to insult the Chancellor Turtle, do you wish for death?"
The Old Turtle remained calm, motioned for the shrimp soldiers to step aside, and asked Little Qing, "Are you of the Azure Dragon Bloodline?"
"What, don’t I look like it?"
Little Qing raised her head, revealing a trace of Dragon Qi.
The surrounding Ocean Clan creatures shivered involuntarily, having an innate fear of this Dragon Qi.
Even the Chancellor Turtle shuddered, speaking to her with much courtesy, "The underlings do not understand, they were unaware of matters concerning the Azure Dragon Clan, I ask for your forgiveness. Since you’ve come, why not enter the Water Mansion for a glass of mild wine?"
He signaled his subordinates to release Long Fei and his group, leading them inside.
At this moment, the Dragon King of the Water Mansion was entertaining guests in the garden.
This garden was lavishly built, using the finest coral reefs.
It was planted with various bonsais, all rare flowers and plants.
Upon entering, a faint fragrance wafted to the nose.
After the Chancellor Turtle reported back, he led Long Fei and his group to sit at the guest seats in the back.
There were quite a few guests present today, with only a few paying attention to Long Fei and his group, the rest didn’t even bother to turn their heads.
The Dragon King, sitting at the central main seat, glanced at Long Fei and his group, then resumed his conversation with the person beside him.
He wore a dragon crown on his head, adorned in a golden robe, dressed like a nouveau riche merchant, with an aura of luxury exuding a shrewdness in his eyes.
The main guest beside him was not of the Human Race, but of the Demon Clan.
He had intricately embroidered skin, exuding pressure all over, yet he was not a sea creature but a Tiger Demon.
This fellow seemed a bit agitated, slamming the table with a loud voice, "Dragon King, the Demon Clan of Yangzhou relies on you to deal with that brat. The Wu Family is too overbearing, my child had never even met him before, yet was beaten to death by him. If that Little Demon isn’t dealt with, the Demon Clan of Yangzhou will be uneasy!"
A Lion Demon with an explosive hairstyle, equally indignant, said, "Our Jingyang Mountain has united the thirty-six caves and seventy-two mountains’ Demon Kings, only lacking a leader. As long as the Dragon King gives the command, we can soon dispatch troops to Yang Valley Pass to tear that Little Demon to pieces."
"Dragon King, we ask you to take charge for us all!"
A group of Demon Kings immediately knelt in apology.
The Yunmeng Marsh Dragon King suddenly stood up, raising his hand to urge them, "Everyone, everyone, please rise and speak."
He had a smile on his face, quite pleased with the respect they showed.
However, he didn’t agree to the matter, instead analyzing with them, "You all know, that Little Demon is the brother of Wu Zhi, the General of Yang Valley Pass, and also the personal disciple of Zhou Tong, the Iron Arm Immortal of Tong Pass. I am but a Dragon King of a small lake, how can I shoulder such a major responsibility? Moreover, since ancient times, water and land demons have had nothing to do with each other. It would be improper for a small king like me to lead land Demon Kings."
Listening to his tone, the Demon Kings were no fools, they knew the Dragon King was shirking responsibility.
The leading Tiger King and Lion King, looking disappointed, stood up and cupped their fists to bid farewell to the Dragon King, "Even so, we brothers won’t force the Dragon King. Sorry for disturbing you today, once we’ve avenged our great humiliation, we’ll visit the Dragon King again."
The Dragon King stood up, cupped his fists to bid them farewell, "My apologies, though I can’t help much, but when you brothers take vengeance, I will surely support from behind. I can stir Windy Rain Lake’s waters, to flood Yang Valley Pass."
"Thank you, Dragon King!"
The Demon Kings finally heard some good news and left with the Dragon King.
After they left, the Dragon King took a sip of wine, then looked at Long Fei and his group and sighed, "Official duties have kept me busy, sorry to have neglected you."
Long Fei smiled and said to him, "Dragon King seems to have encountered some trouble?"
The Dragon King sighed profoundly, "It’s more than just a little trouble, it’s a big trouble as well. Let’s not talk about it, let’s not talk about it!"
He curiously asked Long Fei, "I wonder where you all come from? Where are you headed? If there’s any help you need, feel free to ask. The Dragon Clan lacks nothing, as long as guests come, they will definitely be treated with courtesy, definitely ensuring satisfaction."
Long Fei smiled, having realized the survival laws of the Dragon Clan in this world.
That is, when meeting a formidable guest, never initiate conflict.
He said to the Dragon King, "We come from abroad, wishing to visit a relative on Jade Isle. Who knew we lost our way and mistakenly entered your Yunmeng Marsh."
"Jade Isle?"
The Dragon King exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be the Dao Venue of the Sky-reaching Sage?"
"That’s right!"
Long Fei nodded.
The Dragon King, seeing he was not joking at all, immediately stood up and angrily scolded his subordinates, "You, you guys, how do you host guests? Quickly bring out my thousand-year-old wine, and promptly fill the guests’ cups."
The Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals were frightened, nodding repeatedly, and hurriedly went to fetch wine.
The Little Kirin and others chuckled internally, thinking the Dragon King is quite timid.
Just the mention of Jade Isle frightened him like this.
They didn’t know that in the Human Realm, one could joke freely, even at the expense of Saints and Immortals.
However, in the Immortal Realm, Immortals have spirits, and their names mustn’t be lightly mentioned.
Someone who dares declare they are a relative from Jade Isle must naturally be a person of great fortune.
The Dragon King, being prudent by nature, dared not neglect.
After the subordinates brought the wine, the Dragon King personally came down to fill Long Fei and his companions’ cups, introducing, "You indeed have not gone the wrong way; from Yunmeng Marsh, head thirty million miles east, and there is Jade Isle. Our Yunmeng Marsh is at the easternmost of the Southern Observation Continent, going eastward leads to the territory of the Eastern Victory Divine Continent."
"Thirty million miles?"
The Little Kirin and others widened their eyes, finally grasping a bit about this world’s geographical concept.
Long Fei nodded, raised a cup towards the Dragon King, and said, "If that’s so, we will have a drink and leave."
The Dragon King politely remarked, "The journey is long, there is no rush. If you are not in a hurry, feel free to rest for a few days at our Dragon Palace. If truly necessary, I can have someone accompany you as a guide."
These words were half-testing the truth in Long Fei’s words, and half-wishing to forge ties with him.
Long Fei did not refuse, raising his glass in gratitude, "Thank you, Dragon King!"
"We, cultivators, need not stand on ceremony!"
The Dragon King laughed, raising his glass, taking a drink with Long Fei, and quickly giving orders to the Chancellor Turtle, "Go, call the Third Crown Prince, and have him meet our guests."
The Chancellor Turtle nodded and, leaning on his cane, immediately withdrew.
The Little Kirin rubbed his head and thought, does the Dragon Clan particularly favor the third child? Why is it always the Third Crown Prince?