In addition to these things, there are still many hidden goods in this treasure house, but Qin Yang lost interest at first sight. There are many goldware, jewelry, and beautiful jade. Mortals are naturally happy to see it, but Qin Yang wants to do these things. High-level practitioners will gradually regard these things as dirt. Perhaps only the dragon clan is so greedy for money can collect a large number of these things.

At this time, Qin Yang was about to say goodbye because he fulfilled his promise to help the pixie dragon regain the deep sea dragon palace and regain the throne of the Dragon Emperor.

"Brother Long, what are your plans in the future?"

The pixie Long stretched leisurely and said, "You helped me deal with the fake dragon emperor, and I have to help you deal with the master of the Wan Yao Cave. This is fair."

"Come on, you." Qin Yang smiled, "If the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Caves attacks on the sea, I would ask Brother Long to help defend him. But I think if I really fight against the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Caves, it will probably be on the mainland."

The pixie dragon seemed a little dissatisfied and said, "You are not a water race, don't help me fight in the water? Even on land, brother, I still have the power of the third level of the imperial realm, but I just lost the advantage in the water. Moreover, I have the earth vein tempering liquid you gave me, the robbery pill, and it will be a matter of time before I reach the fourth level of the imperial realm. Anyway, it will definitely not be a matter of dealing with the master of the Wan Yao Cave. When I finish a big thing, I will go to the land to fight you."

What a big deal?

The pixie dragon seemed to be hesitant and wanted to speak but stopped.

But at this time, the old prime minister said: "The Dragon Emperor cannot be without children, so our Great Dragon Emperor wants..."

"Shut up, old guy!" The punk dragon snorted, and the old turtle immediately did not dare to speak.

Qin Yang heard the trick and was immediately happy.

Yes, how can the Dragon Emperor have no descendants? However, there are very few true dragons in the deep sea and their bloodlines are extremely thin. What’s important is that even if there are a few true dragons scattered in a corner of the deep sea, they may not be the female dragon.

And an equally important and very embarrassing question is - even if you find a female dragon, can the punk dragon "that's what" with the adult female dragon?!!!

The mutton dragon is too small, only two feet long. And any adult female dragon is basically ten feet long. As I was teased by a tiger-skinned shark, is it really let the mutton dragon penetrate into the "slutty hole" of the female dragon?

It was so embarrassing that although Qin Yang wanted to laugh, he was embarrassed to laugh because of Brother Long's self-esteem.

The puppy dragon was not stupid either. He said dejectedly: "If you want to laugh, don't hold it in your arms, don't get sick."

Hehe... Qin Yang smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged, marriage depends on fate."

"Fate is your head, you know that the problem is not on this." The pixie dragon said like an eggplant beaten by frost, "The Turtle Emperor told me that there is a prosperous sirens tribe at the end of the sea, with many sirens in it. So, I'm going to select a few for me. Alas, there is probably no greater depressed Dragon Emperor than me. His Dragon Queen is not a real dragon."

Oh, it's like this. The sirens can make peace with the real dragon, and will give birth to pure dragon eggs with bloodlines and hatch the real dragon. Just like the illegitimate son of the pseudo-Dragon Emperor, it's actually born like this.

Although he is considered a concubine, he is the parent and child of the Dragon Emperor after all.

Moreover, the siren is not that big, the largest one is only three feet long, while many adult siren are only two feet long. Even the type of siren is three feet long, it can be paired with the scoundrel.

After seeing the punk dragon, he said it all, and the old turtle also said, "Hmph, although the dragon clan is not strong, as long as there are more sirens conceived, there will definitely be more dragons in the next generation. At the beginning, the pseudo-Dragon Emperor asked me if I knew where the sirens tribe was trying to reproduce, but I didn't tell it and kept pretending not to know."

This is a great achievement, because this method is enough to make the True Dragon clan prosper.

The old turtle became more and more proud of it: "In that tribe, there were no less than a hundred sirens a hundred years ago. Now, I think there are two hundred. Let's select hundreds of them, but they really can't be recruited! At that time, the descendants of His Majesty the Great Dragon Emperor will be prosperous and will be invincible for thousands of years..."

"Breaking nonsense, I'm not a stallion!" The pixie dragon suddenly went crazy, "One or two hundred, do I stop doing serious business every day, and ride on the sirens' belly every day to sow seeds!"

The old turtle immediately started arguing: "I am a loyal advice. For the sake of His Majesty the Great Dragon Emperor's country and for the reproduction and prosperity of the royal family in my seas, this is necessary!"

"The real dragon can get an erection in three days. Two hundred sirens are lucky to be visited by His Majesty. It's only been more than a year. What's the difficulty?"

I'll take a look. This old turtle is so knowledgeable. Even the hero dragon can shoot a shot in a few days!

The pixie dragon was speechless, and curled up on the ground with his claws holding his head, as if he was very troublesome.

The old turtle shook his head and said, "My Great Dragon Emperor is erection every three days, and I can be at least one hundred sirens a year. The prince is pregnant every nine years and hatched every nine years, so the first batch of princes can be produced in 18 years. Conservatively speaking, two hundred princes can be born in twenty years!"

"Well, my Great Dragon Emperor is prosperous in spring and autumn, and it is no problem to reproduce for three hundred years. At that time, how many descendants can there be? At least thousands of princes!"

"Hahaha, the day for the reproduction and prosperity of the royal family in my sea area is here!"

It seems that this old turtle really treats its Great Dragon Emperor as a seeder.

The pixie dragon roared: "Old guy, can't you think of something serious in your head?"

The old turtle was stunned: "It is related to the country for thousands of years and the existence of the royal family. This is the top priority. What is not serious? If you don't consider such a major matter, it is the dereliction of duty of the old minister. In short, your Majesty the Great Dragon Emperor will be relieved. You will have enough health during this period and wait for the old minister to bring you the Siren tribe. If you don't sow seeds every three days, the old minister will lead all officials to impeach Your Majesty unless your Majesty removes the old minister from his post."

What a loyal prime minister, Qin Yang was really drunk. He suddenly felt that it was not unreasonable for mainlanders to call those men who work in brothels "Gui Gong".

The Turtle Master was still shaking his head proudly: "Thousands of dragon sons are really dragons everywhere. Although I, an old turtle, have no other skills, but doing this big thing well will be worthy of history and become a famous prime minister for thousands of years!"

The turtle man was nagging, and the mutant Long pulled Qin Yang out and swam out. Qin Yang said happily: "Brother Long, this matter is indeed related to your country, so I'll listen to Prime Minister Turtle's advice."

The punk dragon nodded helplessly: "So, only by letting a large number of sirens conceive and the royal bloodline will not be cut off, can I help you go out to fight. Bastard, this is going to suffocate the dragon to death. It's so depressing!"
Chapter completed!