"Greetings, my God!"

Seeing Hongmeng, Kasha, Hexi, and all the angels knelt in unison. Their disciplined and stirring voices echoed through the sky, deafening. It was as if they had arrived on a battlefield of clashing iron and charging horses, an air of grim solemnity pervading the scene. Hongmeng instantly felt his blood boil, his emotions surging.

His gaze swept across the four hundred thousand strong Angel Army. Each angel was tall and curvaceous. As far as the eye could see, nearly all were breathtakingly beautiful women with golden hair and golden eyes; only Hexi stood out with her silver hair, unique among them. Although their hair and eye colors were mostly similar, their facial features were diverse, each unique, possessing their own charm and temperament. Golden wings, like blazing flames, spread from their backs, radiant with golden light and dazzling to behold.

Seeing them, an image of a similarly stunning figure immediately surfaced in Hongmeng's mind: the Angel Sage Sovereign from the anime 'Wugeng Ji' in his past life—tall and slender, with skin as white as snow, heroic in posture, voluptuous and enticing.

"Not bad!"

"You're all quite remarkable!" Hongmeng praised without reserve.

These angels were not only beautiful and pleasing to the eye, but their combat strength was also extraordinary. Even the weakest possessed the cultivation level of a True God. In the chat group, a True God's cultivation level was equivalent to an Eleventh Level existence, comparable to Bibi Dong and second only to Chong Lou. And there were a full four hundred thousand of them. Among them were many Heavenly Gods and even Lord God powerhouses.

"For the glory of my God!" the four hundred thousand angels chorused.

Hongmeng nodded slightly, deeply satisfied. He designated a separate area for them as a camp. Then, with a thought, orderly palaces—majestic, splendid, and well-arranged—began to rise from the ground within the camp.

As the Divine Country Sovereign, Hongmeng was the sky itself. With one thought, seas could turn into mulberry fields. With another, heaven and earth could be overturned.

"Kasha, Hexi, Yan, follow me."

Hongmeng returned to the Temple and sat on his throne. Kasha, Hexi, and Yan stood below. The three of them were peerless beauties of exceptional grace; standing together, they made the surrounding heaven and earth pale in comparison.

"What are my God's commands?" Kasha asked respectfully.

"The Angel Army will henceforth serve as my Guards, still led by you three. Arrange for personnel to stand guard at the Temple every day!" Hongmeng looked at the three of them. Now that he had the manpower, proper ceremonial guards were naturally required. Even if his Temple lacked guards, no one would dare to trespass. But for such a grand Temple to lack a single guard would be far too shabby. Previously, he had no other option. After all, he couldn't use his Heroic Spirits as guards. Besides, with only a few dozen Heroic Spirits, even if all were assigned as guards, it wouldn't be enough; moreover, it would seem inappropriate and odd.

"As you command, my God!" Kasha and the other two replied.

"No need for too many guards; ten thousand will suffice. Your main task will be to focus on cultivation. Strength is the foundation!" Hongmeng instructed.

"Understood."

Hongmeng didn't go into excessive detail, as Kasha, Hexi, and Yan had plenty of experience with Temple guarding and similar matters. Following their previous methods from the Melo Celestial Court would also be acceptable.

"You may go now!"

Suddenly, a thought struck Hongmeng, and he dismissed the three with a wave of his hand. With a flash of his figure, he vanished from the Temple.

Upon reappearing, he had already arrived at the Yaochi Zizhu Residence. He had sensed that someone was looking for him.

"Come in!"

Hongmeng opened the formation of the Zizhu Residence. A beautiful and graceful female disciple of Yaochi approached elegantly, offering a curtsey, her voice clear and crisp, "Hua Yin greets Young Master Hong!"

"Immortal, there's no need for such formality." Hongmeng raised his hand in a gesture and asked, "May I know what brings the Immortal here to see me?"

There were many disciples in Yaochi, and he was a homebody, so he did not recognize Hua Yin.

"Young Master Hong, someone previously delivered a letter, saying it was from an old acquaintance of yours and asked me to pass it on."

Hua Yin took out a letter. The envelope bore a unique magic seal that would break if it was opened. This served as a confidentiality measure.

"An old acquaintance? What is their name, and what do they look like?" Hongmeng furrowed his brows slightly. He hadn't interacted with many people on the Eternal Continent. If it truly was an old friend, it could only be an acquaintance of his previous self.

"They didn't give a name, saying that Young Master Hong would understand once you read the letter." Hua Yin's fair hand waved, and her mana conjured an image.

Hongmeng's puzzlement deepened. He was certain that he didn't recognize this person, and he was sure his previous self wouldn't have either.

Could it be that this person is just a messenger? A flicker of doubt crossed Hongmeng's mind. He took the envelope, casually retrieved an immortal skirt, and handed it to Hua Yin, "Thank you for the trouble, Immortal. Here's a small gift. I hope you won't disdain it."

"A Golden Immortal-level Immortal Artifact!" A trace of surprise flashed through Hua Yin's beautiful eyes. She was only at the early stage of Golden Immortal cultivation and possessed very few such treasures. Moreover, immortal artifacts like the immortal skirt were generally defensive types, making them even more precious than offensive ones.

"Young Master Hong, this is too valuable. I cannot accept it. Please take it back!" Hua Yin, albeit tempted, still declined. She had only delivered a letter; how could she bring herself to accept such a valuable gift?

"Immortal, you are too polite. It's just an immortal artifact, and it suits you perfectly. Please don't refuse it!" With a thought from Hongmeng, the immortal skirt landed in Hua Yin's hands. Hongmeng had plenty of Golden Immortal-level treasures; they truly meant little to him. He couldn't bring himself to let her run an errand for nothing.

"This... Hua Yin thanks Young Master Hong." Seeing Hongmeng's resolute expression, Hua Yin hesitated for a moment but finally accepted it.

"No need for thanks. I appreciate you taking the trouble to make this trip!" Hongmeng said with a slight smile.

"Not at all. Now that the letter has been delivered, Hua Yin will take her leave!"

"Immortal, take care."

Hua Yin curtseyed deeply, holding the immortal skirt in her hands. Not only is Young Master Hong handsome and amiable, but he is also so generous. No wonder he has won the favor of the Sacred Girl and the Eldest Martial Sister. He's indeed the perfect man! Contemplating this, her cheeks unwittingly flushed with a captivating blush, and her long, shapely legs unconsciously quickened her pace.

「Zizhu Residence.」

Hongmeng opened the letter.

"Brother Hong, your younger brother Qin Yun pays his respects. By chance, I heard of your whereabouts, and I'm overjoyed. I would like to invite Brother Hong to meet, if you happen to be available. This little brother awaits your arrival at the Maple Leaf Pavilion outside Yaochi!"

"Qin Yun?" Hongmeng's brow lifted as a memory resurfaced.

He was an orphan, and Qin Yun was a companion he had met when he was twelve years old. When he was sixteen, Nangong Mengyao disappeared. In his quest to find her, Hongmeng and Qin Yun had parted ways.

It would be very difficult for ordinary people to know my whereabouts in Yaochi, let alone Qin Yun, who is the same age as me. Without some incredible stroke of luck, it would be highly unlikely for him to become an immortal or a god in his lifetime. At most, he would have fifth or sixth-rank strength by now... For him to be able to come to Qing State and even know about me is far too coincidental. A sharp glint flashed in Hongmeng's eyes. While he didn't rule out such a possibility, he was more inclined to believe that someone wanted to scheme against him. They probably investigated my background and are now using Qin Yun to lure me out. It's said that one can be a thief for a thousand days, but one cannot guard against a thief for a thousand days. Better to deal with this now. Since that's the case, I'd like to see who you are. I've just obtained the Chaos Clock, so I'll test its power on you! Plotting against me? Your blood will consecrate my Chaos Clock!

Hongmeng's figure flashed, and concealing his aura, he headed outside Yaochi.

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