The Lunar Star Lord paused, then continued, "Even at the Peach Banquet, the Queen Mother of the West only summoned three hundred Chang'e to attend her. Yet you opened your mouth and asked for eight hundred, a thousand. Why not let you become the master of the Moon Palace instead?"
Lu Chen tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You jest, my lady. This lesser god was speaking without thinking. Since that is the case, may I ask how many heavenly soldiers and divine generals Spirit Cypress Immortal has arranged?"
"No fewer than three thousand, no more than four thousand."
"To mobilize three or four thousand celestial patrol troops for a single reincarnation?" Lu Chen smacked his lips. "This Spirit Cypress Immortal certainly knows how to put on a grand display."
He abruptly changed the subject. "Then how many troops is my lady willing to assign to this lesser god?"
"Not one. Think of a way yourself."
There was something faintly peculiar in the Lunar Star Lord's tone. "You are asking this sovereign for troops? Do you lack troops? Each of your three divine offices holds authority in its hands. What, just because you received a minor immortal registry, you now look down on those divine offices?"
"Do you know that across the mortal world, anyone who obtains even one of your divine offices is one in ten million?"
"Much less one person receiving all three offices."
"With such an opportunity, how many people in the mortal world could there possibly be?"
"Do not think that because you received a minor immortal registry, you can look down on these divine offices. Though divine offices are nominal titles, even at their worst they command real authority; they are merely subject to the immortals' control."
"If we speak only of authority, which