"Huff."
Wang Jixuan's true body returned to Second Base and collapsed onto the sofa in the Command Center.
Having already prepared every possible plan and arranged all kinds of work, Peony approached with a smile, carrying fruit.
No matter how chaotic the situation outside became, it never affected Peony's work ethic. Now, she grinned as she praised him:
"Boss, you're amazing! In front of so many experts, you fought them with nothing but words and scared off such a huge army!"
"Come on. I was just pushed into it."
Wang Jixuan reached behind himself. That little sword was still pressed against his spine, hidden beneath his clothes.
Daoist Wang stared blankly ahead and muttered:
"Zhihui was dead set on starting a war immediately. She got too worked up, which made those people suspicious.
"If they had taken another approach—say, directly latched onto the Human King Seal—they'd probably already have suffered more than a hundred thousand immortal soldier casualties.
"Ah, the foundations of these Immortal Palaces really are terrifying. They can casually field hundreds of thousands of immortal soldiers against each other."
Peony muttered, "Our foundation isn't bad either. We just can't come to the Immortal Realm for now. Otherwise, we'd blow them all to pieces."
"A fleet and immortals are two different things. Let me rest... Come massage my legs."
Wang Jixuan stretched lazily.
"Any reply from Earth?"
"Yes, yes. Professor Shen and the others are already on their way. Several Thousand Worlds Alliance Heavenly Immortals are personally escorting them. I also sent a message asking Senior Bones to keep an eye on things."
Peony gathered her skirt and knelt beside him, obediently massaging Wang Jixuan's calves as she continued her report:
"Langlangzi's second sub-squad has already clashed with the Dark Cultists for the sixth time.
"The facts have proven