I am a living immortal.

The journey was smooth and unobstructed, and at this level, the perilous East China Sea was no longer dangerous. So many people wanted to attend the birthday banquet that not all aquatic creatures could reach it. And while the East China Sea was nominally under the control of the Dragon King, such a vast area was beyond even the Dragon King's reach. This treacherous deep sea lurked unimaginable monsters.

Especially in the dark, murky depths of the sea, where countless monsters lurk beneath. Xuan Mo and his companions once witnessed a fish so massive it resembled an island. The behemoth's shadow swam through the water, enough to turn the entire area black. The behemoth showed no fear, merely glancing at them before sinking once more.

Every aquatic creature that is not afraid of the dragon's power is a monster.

There are countless monsters like this in the deep sea. Vast bodies of water often give rise to enormous creatures. These creatures are large, but not necessarily strong, and strong, but not necessarily intelligent. They often hunt based on instinct.

This kind of hunting doesn't distinguish between people from the Jiujiang Eight Veins and other water tribes; they see everyone the same. Just like a tiger doesn't distinguish between royalty and commoners when hunting. While this is true, the reality is different. Princes and nobles mostly wore armor and carried swords, while commoners did not. It's obvious who would have a higher success rate in hunting.

This is the situation now.

Cang Qi and his companions were like people in an iron shell, covered in thorns, so these monsters would not attack them unless they had no other choice. But other aquatic creatures were different. For such monsters, it was absolutely a delicacy. After all, those who successfully became spirits had less turbid energy and more spiritual energy.

The East China Sea is still very dangerous.

Of course, this was none of Xuan Mo's business. No one or anything dared to stop them. Stopping them was harmless; they could just kill them. With a single wave of his hand, he unleashed the might of heaven. Size alone was of no use against that might.

So until they reached the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, they encountered no significant difficulties. It was even easier than their journey to the North Sea. The only one injured was probably the dragon at the beginning.

Xuan Mo also has a Dragon Palace of his own, but compared to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, it is nothing but a dwarf and not worth mentioning.

With its crystal base and glazed tiles, the entire palace stands majestically beneath the vast expanse of blue water, yet without a trace of gloom. Its walls are not made of brick or stone, but of naturally formed coral that has been there for thousands of years. Red as flame, white as snow, purple as clouds, their intertwined branches form mysterious patterns, and faint streams of light shimmer.

The Panlong Pillar is like a bright pearl in the vast ocean, shining brightly day and night.

These are just the most common embellishments.

Normally, the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea is not open to the public. But at this moment, although there are patrolling sea yakshas holding spears and standing in golden armor, there are also coiled dragons with eyes as bright as torches, observing the people coming and going.

These guards, however, never stopped anyone; they served as a formal ceremonial guard. Only upon entering the palace's interior could one truly experience its full glory. The passageways, clad in shimmering crystal, were flawless, offering a glimpse of the marvelous scenery beyond: giant whales swimming leisurely like floating mountains, mermaids darting like startled wild geese, and schools of colorful fish blending into a flowing neon glow, their radiance intertwining, a brightness unaided by the sun or moon.

Its magnificence and mystery far exceed most people's imagination.

By this time, a number of water creatures were already inside the palace, casually chatting with one another. Mermaids, holding bottles of nectar, constantly moved among the water creatures, pouring them fine wine. Naturally, the Dragon Palace was not without its Turtle Prime Minister, and Xuan Mo also had one. However, when he dumped all his affairs on him, the Prime Minister clearly showed little interest in the Dragon King.

This time, fearing Xuan Mo might be impolite, he gave a few special instructions and found some rare treasures as a gift. This gift was a mirage pearl, which Su Mu had collected while searching for the mirage dragon and had later carelessly discarded in the storeroom. This stingy old turtle was actually willing to dig it out as a gift.

In fact, Xuan Mo doesn't care about any gifts.

Even if he picked up a piece of stone from the roadside and carved it, the other party would politely accept it and smile and praise it. After all, status is given by strength, and it cannot be compensated by giving precious gifts. Besides, the Dragon King is wealthy, and the East Sea is even more so. The East Sea Dragon King has seen all kinds of treasures.

But since the old turtle has made all the preparations, Xuan Mo will not refuse the other party's kindness.

This turtle prime minister, with a large shell on his back, looked completely different from the old turtle. In reality, the old turtle wasn't old, but its appearance could sometimes create a sense of pressure. Subjugating the aquatic creatures wasn't easy; even Xuan Mo's devolution of power required a certain level of authority. The age-old possessed a certain innate awe. The concept of age becoming spirit is not only prevalent among humans, but also applies to other races.

That's why the old turtle chose this appearance.

This turtle Prime Minister, however, looked excessively young, not wearing a shell, but dressed in a light blue robe. He held a pen in one hand and a scroll in the other, registering the guests. While his expression didn't express impatience, his first impression was that he wasn't very easy to talk to. He was polite to every guest, yet there was a sense of distance between them.

When he met Xuan Mo, he was a little nicer, a bit respectful, but it wasn't much. It wasn't because he was being discerning, it was just his nature. Of course, his status also played a role. With the title of East Sea, he didn't need to please anyone, but as a host, he still had to be polite.

Xuan Mo's presentation of the gift still elicited a wave of exclamations. The Mirage Pearl was rare because of its ability to transform from illusion to reality, its ability to transform the false into the real. It could transform into any desired treasure, the more detailed, the more realistic.

The old turtle also gave such a treasure. It can be seen that the other party spent a lot of money.

Compared with Xuan Mo's gift, the gifts from Cang Qi and others are equally precious, after all, they represent the Guangling River lineage.

After presenting the gifts, a man personally led the way. This man's attitude was completely different from that of the turtle prime minister. He was much more enthusiastic and even introduced the origin of the building to them.

Xuan Mo and his companions arrived early, but the birthday banquet hadn't even begun yet. They'd have to wait at least a hundred days. After all, there were so many aquatic creatures coming from all corners of the world, some even crossing two seas, so they'd have to wait. Furthermore, this birthday banquet was secondary; the truly important negotiations were the ones that needed to be discussed once everyone was gathered. For someone like Cang Lin, it would take a while, so it was worth waiting. Furthermore, the dragon clan's birthday banquets were calculated by year, not day.

So it is understandable that the birthday party was extended.

The Dragon Palace was divided into many parts, and Xuan Mo was directly brought into the core area.