"The White Ravens' junior immortal has come with people to find the Dragon Clan's patriarch. Our people tried to stop them, but they were beaten!"
"What!" The Dragon King stood up at once. As he walked out, Qingcang said respectfully, "I must trouble God Chongming to take care of my daughter. Qingcang will return shortly."
Several of Yaohua's elder brothers also stood up and followed Qingcang out.
"God Father, is Father going to fight again?" Yaohua held a nectarine that was even bigger than her face. She stopped chewing and frowned.
"No."
The little girl looked pitiable. Under her messy hair, a pair of round eyes glistened with tears. Her chubby little hands were like lotus roots, holding a nectarine that was even bigger than an adult's fist. Even Chongming felt a little soft.
Chongming took out a wooden comb and combed her messy hair, "Don't worry."
"But elder brothers have all gone out. Every time we fought with other clans, elder brothers would go out."
Yaohua didn't want the nectarine anymore. She reached out her little hand to tug at Chongming's sleeve, "God Father, can you take me to have a look?"
Chongming hesitated for a moment, but ultimately lost in her teary eyes.
It was just taking this little phoenix to watch a dispute. What was there to be afraid of?
At this moment, the patriarchs of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans had already rushed to outside the Celestial Nectarine Garden. Before they got close, they heard a wild voice.
"Seventy-two remaining clans in Shenzhou. How can the Dragon King rain for your Phoenix Clan? I'm not unreasonable. As long as the Dragon King comes with me to the White Ravens' Clan today and rains for the White Ravens' Clan to make trees grow in the Sandy Bay, we'll leave right away."
It sounded easy, but the White Ravens' Clan had always lived in the wilderness, in the gravel area. For trees to grow, they needed time, place, and people. Simply asking the Dragon King to rain would not solve the problem.
The White Ravens' Clan had always been cruel and vicious. Now that the Dragon King's spiritual energy had not recovered, from all aspects, Qingcang would never put the Dragon King in danger.
Qingcang sneered. He stood in front of the Dragon King, "The Dragon King is our Phoenix Clan's guest. How can you call him around?"
"Phoenix Clan's patriarch." The White Raven straightened his body and paid a perfunctory visit, "Yesterday, the matter that the Dragon King rained for the Phoenix Clan has spread across Shenzhou. As the remaining clans in Shenzhou, the Phoenix Clan will not watch us die of thirst, right?"
Yaohua was held in Chongming's arms. When she heard this sentence, she frowned, "The White Ravens' Clan occupies the upper reaches of the Celestial River. They always force other clans in the middle and lower reaches to pay food to them. The clans have suffered from them for a long time. I didn't expect that they would even have their eyes on our Phoenix Clan today."
Chongming was a little surprised. The little phoenix was only five years old, yet she knew this matter. It seemed that the White Ravens' Clan was indeed wild.
After Qingcang heard him, he shook his head, "Of course not."
The White Raven immediately showed a smile.
In his opinion, the Phoenix Clan was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. They were no longer worthy of being the king of all birds. It was normal for them to lose in his few words, "Since that's the case, Dragon Clan's patriarch, please."
Yaohua got out of Chongming's arms. She sat on his arm and folded her hands. Her previous worry for her father and elder brothers had become disdain for the White Raven, "Father will never let Uncle Dragon King go there!"
As soon as her voice fell, Qingcang showed a smile, "Nephew, what I mean is that the Celestial River is endless and never dries up. Living adjacent to the Celestial River, the White Ravens' Clan will never die of thirst."
The White Raven's smile froze. His eyes gradually darkened, "Phoenix Clan's patriarch means that you don't plan to hand over the Dragon Clan's patriarch?"
Qingcang was calm, "What you said makes it seem like the Phoenix Clan has detained the Dragon Clan's patriarch."
"Brother Qingcang is overthinking." The Dragon King put his hand on his shoulder and laughed, "The Dragon and Phoenix Clans have always been good friends. If people say that I'm detained, I'll be angry."
The White Raven looked at them gloomily. He suddenly laughed maliciously, "That's right. The Dragon and Phoenix Clans are really close. They're so close that the Dragon Clan's patriarch doesn't care about the lives of his own people."
"What does he mean?" Yaohua was confused. Now that she was only a five-year-old child, all her knowledge came from her father and elder brothers. Hence, she didn't react to the threat in the White Raven's words.
Until she saw Nanming coming from the sky.
"Father King, that stinky brat from the White Ravens has actually captured several of our people!" As soon as Nanming landed, he rushed in front of the Dragon King and said angrily.
"How shameless this person is!" Yaohua opened her eyes wide. Her little body couldn't help but lean forward. She almost fell down.
Chongming protected her. He walked forward a few steps.
This was an internal matter of the seventy-two remaining clans in Shenzhou. Chongming never intervened. He held the little phoenix and stood on the side as an outsider.
When he saw the Dragon King's expression change, Yaohua clenched her little fist worriedly, "Uncle Dragon King won't really agree to the White Raven, right? His spiritual energy hasn't recovered yet."
The Dragon King patted Nanming's shoulder to comfort him. Then, under everyone's worried gazes, he looked at the White Raven, "What does the White Ravens' junior immortal mean?"
"I'm just worried that the Dragon Clan's patriarch will be uncomfortable going to our clan as a guest alone. I've invited a few more people to accompany him. Dragon Clan's patriarch, please?"
The White Raven was confident. He stretched out his arm and made a welcoming gesture.
The two sides were in a stalemate.
"Father King, little brother was also captured by their people." Nanming said softly.
The Dragon King's expression changed. He was obviously shaken.
Although Qingcang wanted to help, it was a matter of the Dragon Clan's people. He didn't dare to speak now.
"If only there was a way to help Uncle Dragon King." Yaohua pouted. Her eyes rolled around.
"Brother Nanfeng, you can't go." When he saw the Dragon King take a step forward, Qingcang quickly stopped him, "Your spiritual energy hasn't recovered yet. If you go, you'll really be meat on the chopping board!"
"I'm the patriarch of the Dragon Clan." The Dragon King looked at Nanming, "Nanming, the Dragon Clan... will be handed over to you for the time being!"
"Father King, no!" Nanming showed a trace of fierceness between his eyebrows, "I came here not to let Father King go and die. I want to ask Father King to order an attack on the White Ravens' Clan!"
If they really wanted to attack the White Ravens' Clan, this matter would have to be reported to the Celestial Realm.
Yaohua had an idea.
She broke free from Chongming's arms. She rushed in front of Qingcang in front of her father and elder brothers' shocked expressions. Her chubby arm hugged Qingcang's calf, "Father, why don't we attack the White Ravens with Uncle Dragon King? They're so annoying. They always come to harass our people."
The tender voice didn't hide the volume at all. Everyone heard it clearly.
The air suddenly quieted down.
After a moment, Nanming clapped his hands and laughed, "Good! As expected of the Phoenix Clan's little princess. Father King, even this little bun has courage. How can our Dragon Clan be outdone?"
He looked at the White Raven. His eyes were burning with killing intent.