One Hundred Thousand Heavenly Soldiers Heavenly Generals

Di Zhao followed behind Jiang Che, looking exactly like a little sidekick. She didn't speak out of turn, but her eyes would occasionally dart around at the people nearby.

Her small face was incredibly serious. Shunfeng'er, meanwhile, transformed into a giant flying pig and carried the two of them, its enlarged ears flapping like giant palm-leaf fans.

"Husband, this is the military tally that Royal Father entrusted to me for safekeeping. Inside are a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals. Royal Father once said that whoever becomes my husband... shall wield military power."

Di Zhao obediently handed an immortal talisman carved with a two-headed true dragon to Jiang Che.

"A military tally? The celestial soldiers and generals are still alive?" Jiang Che's eyes widened. Girl, please don't tell ghost stories!

What kind of powerful immortal energy would it take to forcefully preserve a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals for a million years?

The power of time was the most difficult force to control in the world. That Heavenly Emperor might have set up a grand time array to freeze time and prevent lifespans from withering, but it could only be used for a small number of people at most!

Jiang Che's system also had a similar array.

[Time Ruin Immortal Array: Time within the array completely stops flowing. Costs 1,000,000 points per person per century.]

It charged per head!

"They are not true living beings," Di Zhao shook her head, "but immortal puppets!"

"No one can resist the wear and tear of time, not even a supreme Immortal Emperor."

"Before sealing me away, Royal Father said that the ancient Heavenly Court would face a great tribulation in the future. Thus, he ordered the immortal officials to forge these immortal puppets, consuming countless spirit stones and immortal materials..."

"Husband, the ancient Heavenly Court's treasure you inherited is merely the tip of the iceberg of the Heavenly Court's true wealth. The vast majority of the resources were used to forge these immortal puppets."

Jiang Che took the military tally with half-belief and half-doubt. Was it really that incredible?

Could it be just three immortal puppets named 'Hundred Thousand', 'Celestial Soldier', and 'Celestial General'?

The Heavenly Court's treasure he inherited contained nearly a million immortal-grade spirit stones alone, and enough saint-grade spirit stones to fill a lake, along with dozens of immortal herbs... And this was just the tip of the iceberg?

However, when he refined the military tally, he went completely numb.

"Holy shit!"

There really were a hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals!

A dense mass of heads as far as the eye could see!

And it was more than a hundred thousand!

A hundred thousand celestial soldiers and three thousand celestial generals!

The celestial soldiers were divided into low, mid, and high tiers. The low-tier celestial soldiers had a cultivation of the First-Life Emperor Realm—fifty thousand of them!

Mid-tier celestial soldiers at the Second-Life Emperor Realm—forty thousand of them!

High-tier celestial soldiers at the Third-Life Emperor Realm—ten thousand of them!

Three thousand celestial generals: one thousand Half-Immortal level puppets, one thousand One-Tribulation Immortal puppets, one thousand Two-Tribulation Immortal puppets, and three Marshal-level Three-Tribulation Immortal puppets!

He had really struck it rich!

In his excitement, Jiang Che directly cupped Di Zhao's face and gave her a kiss.

Di Zhao: "..."

Faced with Jiang Che's presumptuous action, she got slightly angry for a brief moment. If it were anyone else, they would have been dead by now. But this was her destined husband, so she only silently lowered her head.

Although Jiang Che wasn't short of money and held hundreds of billions of points... even if these celestial soldiers and generals attacked together... he could wipe them out!

But who wouldn't want to own an army of their own?

It was no exaggeration to say that Jiang Che currently had enough power to wage war against all the immortals in the entire Nine Heavens!

How many immortals were there in the entire Nine Heavens right now? Even counting all the old, undying immortals... there were at most a little over a thousand.

This was equivalent to marrying a wife whose dowry consisted of ten aircraft carrier strike groups, all under your command.

"Husband... the heavy responsibility of restoring the Immortal Court is now entrusted to you."

"No problem! Absolutely OK!" Jiang Che smiled, happily accepting the military tally.

...

After entering the Realm-Breaking Immortal Boat, Di Zhao by Jiang Che's side attracted the attention of quite a few girls.

Di Zhao possessed an innate Dao Body and was the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor. Her temperament naturally couldn't be compared to that of ordinary immortals.

"Husband brother!"

Gu Xian'er threw herself directly into Jiang Che's arms, her little head constantly rubbing against him.

"Eternal Evergreen Physique!" Di Zhao said slowly. Her gaze then turned to Jiang Che. "Is this also your concubine?"

"Ahem—" Jiang Che waved his hands repeatedly.

"I am, I'm husband's child bride!" Gu Xian'er showed a sweet smile.

"Uh..." Jiang Che's large hand rubbed Gu Xian'er's head.

[It's nothing, just babysitting for someone. Don't take a child's babbling seriously!]

However, Di Zhao shook her head. "Your future destiny and this little girl's will be permanently intertwined. It is a fate of marriage... you cannot escape it."

Jiang Che: "..."

What kind of bullshit logic is that? Don't slander Young Master Jiang, alright? He genuinely raised this Gu Xian'er as a daughter!

"Really, fairy sister?" Gu Xian'er tugged at Di Zhao's sleeve, her adorable large eyes sparkling with excitement.

Di Zhao didn't respond, her gaze scanning the surroundings.

Her cultivation was extremely high. With a single thought, she sensed every blade of grass and tree within the Realm-Breaking Immortal Boat.

"There are many women around me... you... you won't mind, right?" Jiang Che spoke up.

"I won't!" Di Zhao said softly. "This is all driven by fate. Fate brought you together, and it also entangles us."

...

With a new member in the family, Jiang Che naturally had to make introductions.

"Daughter of... the Heavenly Emperor?" Yu Wan'er stroked her chin, looking warily at Di Zhao in front of her.

This woman... such a strong aura!

[Wan'er, what do you think? I feel this is a major rival.] Ye Mengyao transmitted a message to Yu Wan'er, her sense of crisis rising.

But how could the voice transmissions of these girls possibly hide from Di Zhao's ears?

"Supreme Forgetfulness!" Di Zhao glanced at Ye Mengyao, directly pointing out her origins.

The reincarnation of the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal!

"Sister Zhao, have you and Jiang Che rolled in the sheets yet?"

Suddenly, Qin Qiaoqiao popped out and asked the question that none of the other girls dared to ask.

"Roll..." Di Zhao was stunned, unable to pick up the conversation for a moment.

"Ahem, Qiaoqiao, hurry up and step aside! Later, I'll show you how you die!" Jiang Che couldn't quite hold it together. The moment he saw Qin Qiaoqiao's face, he remembered the miserable state of this chick being shot into a sieve in the illusion world. He even saved the photos and had to show them to her.

"Ah? Is... is this some new kind of play?" Qin Qiaoqiao asked in bewilderment.

Jiang Che: "..."

...

After settling down this imperial daughter, Jiang Che finally let out a long sigh of relief.

After taking a trip through the illusion world, he faintly felt unable to suppress the power of the immortal body within him.

"Young Master Jiang, this is the immortal delicacy made for you by Immortal Chef Hua. Would you like to taste it first?"

The Blue Empress 'Jia Mengluo' brought over a dining tray. The tray contained its own universe, holding a full twelve immortal-grade dishes meticulously prepared by Immortal Chef Hua. Ever since he got Hua Jiudao as his royal chef, Jiang Che dined on exotic delicacies every day, never eating the same thing twice.

"I won't eat for now!" Jiang Che waved his hand, his gaze falling upon Jia Mengluo.

She always wore a tight white dress that perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. She never vied for his favor and was always at Jiang Che's beck and call. Not a single trace of arrogance remained in her eyes; the haughty pride of an Empress had been completely worn away by Jiang Che. Now, she was simply a mother.