Family Misfortune

At this thought, the respect in Cang Che's eyes instantly doubled. He kowtowed heavily toward Poison-Wing as well.

"Lord Dragon Ancestor is above!"

"You... is the one beside you the legendary Lord Primal Phoenix?"

"Cangming was blind; I did not know that Lord Primal Phoenix had also descended with you. This is truly a sin!"

Poison-Wing: "???"

Poison-Wing was a bit dazed. He blinked his eyes a few times and looked at the feathers on his wings.

What?

Primal Phoenix?

Talking about me?

He was just an ordinary eagle who had been a bandit leader in Poison Flame Mountain for five hundred years, bullied by Rat Bro until he didn't dare fight back, and finally sought refuge with the master. How could he possibly be mentioned in the same breath as the Phoenix Ancestor just by basking in the master's glory?

Poison-Wing subconsciously wanted to speak up and deny it: "Actually, you've mistaken—"

Before the words could leave his mouth, the words Plague Rat often nagged him with suddenly echoed in his mind.

'Rat Bro already told you, we are the Auspicious Ones under the master.'

'An Auspicious One must be proud.'

'Lift your head, keep your gaze sharp, and look at them like they're trash.'

'Don't let the master's prestige fall!'

Poison-Wing shuddered and immediately swallowed his words.

That's right!

I'm following the master now!

The master is a true god in charge of a world, so what if I act as the Primal Phoenix?

Even a filthy thing like Rat Bro is the head of the Auspicious Ones, and he even said that even a true dragon would have to line up behind him.

In that case, it wouldn't be too much for me to be the Chief of Ten Thousand Feathers.

Thinking of this, Poison-Wing immediately perked up.

He silently flew to a position half a step behind Chen Zhou and folded his wings.

Then, he raised his head high, pointed his nostrils at Cang Che on the ground, and let out an extremely cold, arrogant bird cry.

"Chiu!"

This bird cry was thirty percent cold, thirty percent mockery, and forty percent indifference.

Combined with the natural baleful aura on his body, he nailed the temperament perfectly.

Seeing this, Cang Che trembled even more with excitement.

He admitted it, he admitted it!

He didn't expect the Dragon Ancestor's divine power to be so magnificent that he actually took the Primal Phoenix as a subordinate.

With the Dragon Ancestor here, why worry that the Eastern Region won't flourish?

Why worry that the black spots won't be extinguished?

Cang Che looked at Chen Zhou eagerly, his instinct to be close to him once again taking the upper hand.

He felt that the position he had knelt in just now was still a bit far from the Dragon Ancestor.

Cang Che moved forward a few more steps on his knees until his knees almost touched the corner of Chen Zhou's black robe.

He looked up and shouted with full admiration:

"Lord Dragon Ancestor."

"You've finally returned."

"Your descendants... your descendants have waited for you so bitterly!"

As he spoke, he actually started crying, with tears and snot streaming down his face.

Chen Zhou's expression remained unchanged; he didn't even lift an eyelid.

It wasn't as if he hadn't seen people prostrate themselves before him, crying and shouting to be his dog; he had long since grown accustomed to it.

This kind of scene was a small matter.

"Fine."

"All of you, stand up."

"Crying like this, what kind of decorum is that?"

Chen Zhou's simple sentence was like an imperial decree.

The seafood gathered there tried their best to restrain the urge to surrender within their bodies, and one by one, they climbed up from the ground.

Although they stood up, each one still hunched their back and lowered their head, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Sea Emperor Cang Yu, supported by the Old Turtle Prime Minister, walked forward tremblingly.

His old face was flushed with excitement; although his body was weak, his spirit was better than ever before.

He looked at Chen Zhou cautiously, his tone humble:

"Lord Dragon Ancestor."

"Are... are you satisfied with our reception?"

"We came in a hurry and our manners were lacking. Please forgive us, my lord."

"If you do not mind, please move to the Dragon Palace so your descendants can properly fulfill their filial duties."

Chen Zhou waved his hand. "There's no need for formalities. Fame and fortune are things I have long since looked past."

"My appearance this time is not for the sake of enjoying Offerings."

He looked at the seabed beneath him, which had just been cleaned but was already rapidly growing black spots again, and his tone became serious.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on with the black spots in the Eastern Region?"

As soon as Chen Zhou spoke, the Sea Emperor did not dare to delay and hurriedly stepped forward, preparing to report.

"In response to Lord Dragon Ancestor, this matter is a long story."

"These black spots initially started a thousand years ago..."

However, before he could finish, he was interrupted by a voice beside him.

"Father!"

Cang Che suddenly interjected.

He took a step forward, directly blocking the Sea Emperor, and pushed his seriously ill old father to the back.

In Cang Che's heart, his father was already with one foot in the grave, and his royal brother was mentally unstable. Now, the only one who could carry the flag of the Eastern Region was him, Cang Che!

Besides, this was an opportunity to get close to the Dragon Ancestor~

"My lord, it's better to ask me about this."

Cang Che patted his chest with a face full of confidence.

"Father has been in seclusion in the sea eye for nearly a hundred years, oblivious to the world outside. He has no understanding of the current situation in the Endless Sea at all."

"What he knows is all outdated history from hundreds of years ago."

"In the past hundred years, the guarding of the sea defense lines, the mobilization of the clansmen within the domain, the allocation of resources, the dynamics of the black spots..."

"All matters, large and small, have been arranged by me!"

"I know the situation of the black spots like the back of my hand. Where there are more black spots and where the monsters are fiercest, I know it all clearly!"

"If you ask me, my lord, I know everything!"

After Cang Che finished speaking, he looked at Chen Zhou eagerly, desperately desiring the Dragon Ancestor's attention.

Being shoved aside by his son, Sea Emperor Cang Yu almost lost his footing and fell.

He looked at this son, who was usually somewhat filial, and fumed with rage.

"You, you unfilial son!"

The Sea Emperor felt a surge of blood in his chest and almost spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

He wasn't even dead yet!

This kid was already in a hurry to seize power?

And it was in front of Lord Dragon Ancestor!

It was simply a disgrace to the family.

But strangely, although the Sea Emperor was angry to death, since getting close to Chen Zhou, he felt that his physical condition was surprisingly good.

The heart's essence blood that had originally dried up and exhausted was actually beginning to slowly regenerate under the nourishment of the dragon might.

The true dragon bloodline was the source of power for the merfolk race.

With the Dragon Ancestor right in front of him, it was the greatest tonic.

The Sea Emperor now felt that his back didn't ache, his legs didn't hurt, and even the internal injuries he suffered just now to break the ice were mostly healed.

He wanted to spit blood, but he simply couldn't.

The Sea Emperor suddenly realized that being in too good a condition was also a kind of trouble; he had no way to gain Lord Dragon Ancestor's pity through it.

Cang Che, however, completely ignored his old father's anger. To win the Dragon Ancestor's attention, he had already thrown caution to the wind.

He immediately continued, "To be honest, Lord Dragon Ancestor."

"After your disappearance, the Eastern Region has truly gone from bad to worse, reaching the point where we are suffering a dire talent gap."