"Heh heh, too busy, I forgot."
Wan Lei chuckled.
"Let's go. I'll arrange a place for you. I remember there's a nice mountain in the north. We'll stay there."
Wan Lei led the two out of the main hall.
As they reached the outside of the hall, the Wan family disciples looked over in unison, their eyes filled with reverence.
It was for Patriarch Wan and Wan Hongxin that they felt reverence, not for Wan Lei.
Towards Wan Lei, their hearts held more admiration and respect, for Wan Lei had risen too quickly. For the vast majority of the Wan family members, their impression was still stuck at the moment Wan Lei fought Wan Liuchuan. After that, Wan Lei had left the Wan family.
They had always heard stories of Wan Lei, knowing that Wan Lei was rapidly growing stronger, but their impression of Wan Lei was more of imagination than reverence.
As for Patriarch Wan and Wan Hongxin, they had always led within the Wan family, and their reverence was ingrained in their bones.
Looking at the Wan family disciples outside, Patriarch Wan waved his hand gently.
"Greetings, Hall Master!"
Tens of thousands of Wan family disciples knelt on one knee in unison, bowing their heads.
"Stand up."
Wan Lei's low command.
Everyone rose in unison.
"Do you see that large banner?"
Wan Lei pointed to the great banner planted above the Thunder Emperor Hall.
"Tell me, what word is on it!"
"Wan!"
"Wan!"
"Wan!"
The Wan family disciples immediately became excited.
"Yes, that is the character 'Wan,' but it is not your 'Wan.' It is my 'Wan' of Wan Lei!
Just now, I told the Patriarch that the Thunder Emperor Hall is not my Thunder Emperor Hall, nor is it the Wan family's Thunder Emperor Hall, but the Thunder Emperor Hall of everyone in the Thunder Wind Realm.
Today, although the 'Wan' banner is once again flying high above the Thunder Emperor Hall, in the most sacred place of this Thunder Wind Realm.
However, others will not think that the Thunder Emperor Hall belongs to the Wan family.
You need to use your battles, your blood, and your sacrifices to tell the world that
The Wan family is still here!
The Thunder Emperor family will never be extinguished!"
"The Thunder Emperor family will never be extinguished!"
The fervent shouts of the Wan family disciples echoed through the heavens.
In fact, as early as when the Wan family members arrived, many new recruits of the Thunder Emperor Hall had sent out their divine senses to observe, to gauge Wan Lei's attitude.
After all, they did not want to have some overbearing figures who were weaker than them above their heads.
Wan Lei had naturally observed their divine senses, but he did not block or obstruct them, instead allowing them to observe.
Wan Lei's words were meant for the Wan family disciples, and also for those people.
He used his attitude to show that he would not favor anyone, and that anyone who wanted everything would have to earn it with merit.
The resources of the Thunder Emperor Hall, though not as abundant as those of the Nine Great Powers, were still considerable, given their foundations.
With the support of the three families, and Wan Lei's own foundations, plus the portion of wealth willingly offered by the families who had pledged allegiance, the Thunder Emperor Hall could barely be sustained.
Most importantly, Wan Lei had exchanged some immortal realm formations with the Heavenly Array Pavilion, extorting a substantial sum, amounting to hundreds of millions of spirit stones.
As for the future, Wan Lei was confident that with his knack for plundering, the Thunder Emperor Hall would certainly become richer and richer.
Fighting to sustain the fight.
The front of the Thunder Emperor Hall was a place of grandeur, while the back courtyard was the private residence of the Thunder Emperor, or rather, the Hall Master.
After all, this was once the Thunder Emperor's palace; calling it an imperial palace would be an understatement, as no imperial palace could compare to the magnificence of the Thunder Emperor Hall.
In the back palace of the Thunder Emperor Hall, there was a vast garden.
In a corridor outside the garden, Man Yaoyao, having finished her day's work, skipped her way towards the back residence.
As a "direct subordinate" of the Hall Master, Qi Manyao naturally had to contribute her strength to the nascent Thunder Emperor Hall.
Given that Qi Manyao only possessed the strength of a peak Core Formation cultivator, she was neither skilled in alchemy nor formation arrays, and her combat power was weak, leaving Fang Xiaoyu in a quandary. However, she was afraid of dampening Qi Manyao's enthusiasm if she was not assigned any tasks. After much thought, she was given the job of patrol.
Yes, it was simply to wander around daily, holding a token that read "Hall Master's Personal Visit," and looking for anyone causing trouble or destruction.
Fortunately, the Thunder Emperor Hall was newly established, and everyone was relatively restrained, with few conflicts occurring. Moreover, everyone knew her relationship with the Hall Master, so no one had ever troubled her.
Man Yaoyao had patrolled for another day. Although she hadn't mediated any conflicts, she was truly exhausted. She was now returning to her residence to rest.
Yes, Man Yaoyao's residence was in the back palace of the Thunder Emperor Hall...
"Ah!"
As Man Yaoyao was skipping along, a dark figure suddenly darted out from a nearby door and pulled her in.
Man Yaoyao was startled, thinking that there were assassins in the back palace of the Thunder Emperor Hall. This was an intolerable offense, and it was time to let this little assassin witness the power of her eighteenth patrol captain.
Although her team consisted of only her, it did not prevent her from being the captain.
Immediately after, Man Yaoyao felt a familiar force on her buttocks, coupled with that familiar scent. How could she not guess who the attacker was?
"Fang Xiaoyu!!!"
Man Yaoyao roared, struggling with all her might to break free from the embrace of those demonic claws. As a mere Core Formation cultivator, how could she possibly be a match for Fang Xiaoyu, whose battle strength was at the Tribulation Transcending stage? She couldn't break free at all.
"Yo, acting up, are we? Stay still, and I'll spare you. Otherwise, I'll spank you again."
"Dream on! Let go of me, you scoundrel, pervert, villain!"
Although Qi Manyao said this, she truly stopped struggling.
"Alas, it's no fun when you don't resist. I prefer you when you're defiant."
*Slap!*
Another slap.
"Fang Xiaoyu!"
Man Yaoyao was going mad. She couldn't struggle, and if she stayed still, she'd still be hit. Why couldn't she do anything to satisfy you?
The little devil Fang Xiaoyu, dragging Qi Manyao along, walked playfully towards the garden.
Arriving at the pavilion in the center of the garden, Man Yaoyao saw three people already seated there.
Three women.
The first woman was handsome, dressed in a red robe, sitting quietly on the bench of the pavilion, leaning against a pillar, with a lazy expression, holding a wine pot in her hand.
The second woman, dressed in a blue and white long dress, sat on the bench, her long and slender legs faintly visible through the slit of the skirt. She propped her chin with one hand, watching Fang Xiaoyu with great interest.
Man Yaoyao's gaze immediately fell upon the woman's generously exposed bosom above her tube top, which was extremely magnificent.
Unconsciously, Man Yaoyao looked down at her own.
How inferior she felt.
In reality, hers were not small either. Man Yaoyao's figure had long been coveted by the Hall Master, but it all depended on who she was compared to.
The last one was standing, dressed in a white robe, appearing very proper, with a serious expression and a hint of heroism between her brows. That queen-like aura commanded awe.
The three women, along with Fang Xiaoyu and Qi Manyao who had just arrived, each possessed their own unique charm.
For a moment, the back garden of the Hall Master was filled with a blooming display of beauty.