In the top-floor office of the Dragon Palace Building on Star Continent, Blue Star, nearly fifty figures were seated. Among them, Ksitigarbha, clad in a plain cassock, stood out particularly.
The people gathered here, besides Zhou Ningdong's trio and the two from the demon race, were all Monarch-level powerhouses. Each was a peak human from their respective star domains. Yet, at this moment, their faces were filled with excitement as they looked at Ye Yun, especially the two bald men.
"Although the integration of star domains this time appears smooth, the fundamental reason for humanity's weakness remains. However, it has also shown us the dangers inherent in star domain integration."
"Now that the star domain integration is complete, it's time for the vast oceans of stars!" Ye Yun looked at the over forty Monarch-level individuals seated below, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment.
These forty-plus Monarch-level cultivators alone could sweep through the major star domains of the tenth cosmic expanse.
After speaking, Ye Yun ignored the burning gazes from other alien races and fell into deep thought, his fingers tapping restlessly on the massive office desk, the entire space growing somewhat heavy with the rhythm of his tapping.
"Now, let us establish the Human First Army Group. I appoint Zhou Ningdong as the commander, with Liu Langchen and Wang Chen as supervisors. Utilizing the existing four major legions as a framework, we shall immediately begin recruiting soldiers across the entire Blue Star, with a quota of ten to twenty million. Merit will be prioritized!"
"Establish the Seven Races Second Army Group, appointing Yue Xia as commander, divided into seven legions. You will decide your own personnel. The maximum number of soldiers will be seventy to one hundred and forty million!"
"The Divine Race shall form the Third Army Group, appointing Feng Xi as commander, divided into four legions, with a soldier count of forty to eighty million."
"The Ghost Race shall form the Fourth Army Group, with Ksitigarbha as commander, divided into six legions, numbering sixty to one hundred and twenty million. Ksitigarbha, you wished to collect faith, did you not? I permit you to propagate your teachings within the territories you carve out. Remember, you may only propagate your personal Buddhist path, not the path of the entire Buddhist race!"
As he said this, Ye Yun's gaze fixed intently on the bald man. Among all his subordinates, this individual was the most likely to break through to the Extreme level in a short period. The Sutra of Salvation, as Ye Yun understood it, was of exceptionally high difficulty and demanding conditions, likely unmatched. It required not only immense willpower and comprehension but also supreme Buddhist roots and talent.
"Thank you, Master!"
Upon hearing Ye Yun's arrangements for him, Ksitigarbha’s previous gloom, brought on by being controlled by Ye Yun, completely vanished. He once again radiated the dignified aura of a great monk.
Of course, Ye Yun also had selfish intentions. He did not need faith power himself, but if this fellow incidentally promoted him, and he then set up a holy statue for believers to worship, he could obtain Primordial Chaos True Qi!
Primordial Chaos points could already be acquired in large quantities within the game, but Primordial Chaos True Qi could only be harvested in the real world.
"The Demon Race shall form the Fifth Army Group, with Hei Yi as commander. You will decide the legion structure and personnel numbers yourself."
"The Demon Race shall form the Sixth Army Group, with Mo Li as commander and Lu Jie as supervisor, on par with the Fifth Army Group."
"As for the Ice Race… we will discuss that later."
The Ice Race had not yet given him a definitive response, but it was only a matter of time. Ye Yun had noticed more and more Ice Race members entering the New Mortal Continent in recent days. They had even established over a dozen territories and signed agreements, becoming affiliated territories of Ye Yun's Cloud Heaven City.
"We obey your decree!" Nearly fifty people stood up and bowed to Ye Yun.
In just a few minutes, Ye Yun had established a military framework for them. The specific details would require their own deliberation, as Ye Yun himself did not understand them.
These six army groups were established with their respective races as the core. Among them, the Human Race was the weakest and smallest in numbers. The Seven Races' Second Army Group possessed the most formidable strength, as it included over twenty Monarch-level existences and more Divine Lord-level cultivators than the others, but this was temporary.
"Master, your subordinate believes that since you have decided to conquer the oceans of stars, you should naturally construct an Imperial Palace befitting the Master and establish laws. This way, the vast territory will have unified rites and court etiquette in the future," Yue Xia, seated at the far left, quickly stood up and said with cupped hands.
"You all handle this matter. As for the laws, each race should assign two professionals in this field to discuss and then decide by vote." Ye Yun was indifferent to this, but Yue Xia's suggestion was not without merit.
"Godfather, Godfather, weren't you supposed to say there would be many monsters and ghosts? Why haven't I seen any?" While the others were discussing, a small figure rushed in from outside the door and threw herself into Ye Yun's arms. It was Wang Tong.
"Apologies, I couldn't stop her," Ding Yi followed behind, running in.
The alien races who were discussing suddenly looked bewildered as they saw the figure clinging to Ye Yun.
"Little Tong, Godfather is busy, get down now," Wang Chen, seeing Wang Tong clinging to Ye Yun, reprimanded her with a hint of jealousy.
"Old Comrade Wang, what could you possibly be busy with? Isn't it just chatting? I can chat too," Wang Tong, seeing Wang Chen, became displeased, glaring at him with a puffed-out face. She hadn't seen her own father for over a month, and only Ye Yun occasionally played with her.
"Little Tong, let's go, we'll go watch Balala. Godfather really has other matters to attend to." Nowadays, besides Ye Yun, only Ding Yi's words held some sway with Xiao Tong. Having lacked maternal love since childhood, she already considered Ding Yi her mother.
"Go, I'll give your father a break later, and he can take you to the park," Ye Yun ruffled her little head, showing great affection.
During this time, Wang Chen had been killing indigenous Divine Race members in the Divine Realm day and night to break through to Monarch. Afterward, Ye Yun had assigned him to escort Zhou Ningdong and others, leaving him no time to accompany her.
"Okay, but the park isn't fun. I want to go up there," Xiao Tong pointed at the sky and said with a smile.
"Alright, as you wish." Wang Chen was increasingly powerless against this little ancestor.
They all said daughters were like warm jackets, but as this little jacket grew, it seemed to let in more wind.
For a long time, Ye Yun and Wang Chen had repeatedly warned her not to venture beyond Blue Star, fearing danger. But now that the Ghost Race had fully surrendered, and the Divine Race at the dimensional gate had also surrendered, and with the Seven Races arriving at the Fang Gate in the coming days to guard the ninth cosmic expanse beyond it, there was no longer a need to restrict the little girl's activities.
"Balala's energy, transform..." Hearing Wang Chen agree, Xiao Tong spun around twice on the spot and then disappeared before everyone's eyes, leaving the entire conference room of alien races stunned.