Xiao Chen looked at this old man, he was another innately strong man.

Now that you're here, you should be the 'enemy'.

He's not the enemy, he's basically sleeping at the moment.

"Yes, Dragon Lord, you have been too slack in these years."

An old man next to him spoke calmly.

Regardless of his status, seniority, or his innate strength, he is qualified to say this.

"Elder Wu's lesson is right."

Mr. Long nodded.

"I haven't been in the Dragon Soul Palace all these years because I haven't done enough."

"Dragon Lord, now that troubled times are coming, we [Dragon King] cannot just go on like this."

The old man glanced at Elder Long and continued.

"I think it's time to make some changes while the Dragon King's secret realm is opening this time."

Hearing this, many people nodded.

Although they didn't speak, the meaning was obvious.

"It's my problem. I also hope [Dragon King] can change something."

Elder Long looked at the old man and said seriously.

"These days, I have learned a lot in the Dragon Soul Palace... [Dragon Emperor] does have many problems, and they are all problems that need to be solved immediately, such as the quota this time."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

The old man raised his eyebrows and sat upright slightly while leaning on the chair.

With such a small movement, a pressure spread out from him.

Elder Long naturally felt it, but he didn't care.

Not to mention that he now has the Immortal Grade Foundation, even if he doesn't have it, this little bit of pressure is nothing.

The old man also knew very well that he just wanted to express an attitude through this pressure.

"Eight Heavenly Dragons, if you want more places, you can..."

Mr. Long's gaze swept across the whole place. Since the enemy had bared his teeth, he didn't intend to be polite anymore.

Battle for quotas?

Then let’s start the battle for quotas!

"What you just said is right. I have not been in the Dragon Soul Palace these years, and the presence of the Dragon Soul Palace has also weakened a lot. Even within the [Dragon Emperor], more and more people feel that the Dragon Soul Palace is dispensable.

The Eight Heavenly Dragons are just like the ancient vassal kings, they don’t listen to orders, after all, they want strong people and resources!”

Elder Long's voice was a bit colder.

"If this continues, the Eight Heavenly Dragons are fully qualified to go out independently and split the entire [Dragon Emperor], right?"

After hearing what Mr. Long said, many people's expressions changed.

This is too serious.

Even the person who targeted Mr. Long just now didn't dare to say 'yes'. Once he admitted it, the consequences would be serious.

"Ahem, Dragon Lord, this is a bit serious, isn't it?"

Elder Wu glanced at several people with his peripheral vision and coughed dryly.

"It's just that the Eight Heavenly Dragons have done a lot of things. There is no credit but hard work... Under this premise, we just give them more places."

"Yes, there is hard work without credit..."

Mr. Long nodded, half-smiling but not smiling.

"Then let's talk about quotas first. How many quotas do the Eight Tribes want?"

"At least ten."

Zhao Ziliang hesitated for a moment and said immediately.

He knew that this was an opportunity... he had to seize it.

As for what Mr. Long said just now, if they don't continue the conversation, it may be over.

"Ten... okay."

Mr. Long looked at Zhao Ziliang and nodded.

"Old Zhao, your branch has indeed done a lot over the years. Ten quotas are not excessive."

"..."

Zhao Ziliang was stunned for a moment, and agreed so readily?

He originally thought that Mr. Long would refuse, as he still had a lot of useless ultimate moves.

"Actually, I've seen everything you did... Even if I'm not in the Dragon Soul Palace, I can still see it clearly."

Elder Long's eyes swept over several other dragon heads and landed on Li Ming.

"Li Longshou, what about you? How many places do you want?"

"We... also want ten."

Li Ming glanced at Zhao Ziliang and said.

"Haha, it seems that everyone wants ten, so I won't ask any more questions."

Mr. Long smiled and looked at Nangong Bufan.

"Feifan, where's the list?"

"At this."

Nangong Bufan said, taking out a folder.

Everyone looked at the folder and felt a little strange, what kind of list?

"This is the list I made, you can take a look..."

After Mr. Long finished speaking, Nangong Bufan opened the folder, took out a pile of paper, and handed it out.

"Eight Tianlongs, each branch has ten quotas... Haha, the ten quotas you want coincide with what I want."

After hearing what Mr. Long said, everyone was even more surprised and looked at it one after another.

Xiao Chen also took a few glances. Mr. Long had already determined the candidate to enter the Dragon King's secret realm?
Chapter completed!