Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Xiao Fengyi smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Mu, I have my own mercenary group. Even if I am willing, my sisters may not be willing. Fengyi can't agree to this matter."

Xiao Fengyi also has a mercenary group under his command, called Fengyi Mercenary Group, which is mostly female mercenaries and is also a heaven-level mercenary group.

Joining Xiang Chen's god-level mercenary group, at most, she can be a deputy leader or something like that, where is it free and easy in her own mercenary group.

Xiao Fengyi herself is also an extremely strong woman, not willing to kneel under a man, even if Xiang Chen has saved her life, and she also admires Xiang Chen, but this does not mean that she is willing to kneel under Xiang Chen.

If she kneels in other ways and postures, she can still consider it. After all, such an excellent man with good character and strong strength is rare, but she is unwilling to surrender to the other party directly.

Xiang Chen nodded in understanding: "I understand, it's okay, we can cooperate more with our two mercenary groups in the future."

Grandmaster Beiwang and Grandmaster Nanling discussed for a long time, and Grandmaster Beiwang said: "Since Brother Mu has invited us so kindly, my husband and I can't refuse. We can join the Kunpeng Mercenary Group. I wonder what positions Brother Mu will arrange for us?"

Xiang Chen smiled and said: "The God-level Mercenary Group has a staff of 5 million people. I plan to form five major groups. I will be the general leader. Fellow Daoist Beiwang and Nanling, how about you two jointly lead a major group? You can command a million troops!"

"By the way, Zhifeng Wushen was also saved by me, so he also joined me and served as the leader of a major group."

The two were shocked when they heard this, and Xiao Fengyi was shocked. Zhifeng Wushen actually joined the Sun-Swallowing God.

The couple looked at each other, thinking that Zhifeng Wushen, a powerful martial god, had become the leader of a large group of the Kunpeng Mercenary Group. Although the fighting power of the couple was comparable to that of a martial god, there was still a gap in their true status.

Being equal to Zhifeng Wushen in the Kunpeng Mercenary Group was indeed a good treatment and a great honor.

"I didn't expect that Zhifeng Wushen would join the Kunpeng Mercenary Group. This shows your personality charm, Brother Mu. Haha, then my couple has nothing to say, Chief!"

"Chief!" Both of them stood up with their fists clasped.

Xiang Chen then stood up and smiled, "We have different divisions of labor in terms of duties, but we are still brothers and friends in private. You two don't have to do this. Come and have a drink. Welcome to join."

"Cheers!"

Several people drank in a harmonious atmosphere.

After the cocktail party, Xiang Chen contacted a special post station to contact Nangong Zongying in Tianyao City.

This branch president promised to give him the only god-level mercenary group quota of their mercenary guild.

Now that he has become a god-level mercenary, he is qualified to establish a god-level mercenary group. What he lacks is the quota there.

Not all god-level mercenaries can establish a god-level mercenary group. There needs to be quotas, and the quotas are limited.

The letters he contacted were transmitted from one station to another through the teleportation array of the post station, and arrived at Tianyao City in just two days.

In the Tianyao City Mercenary Guild, Nangong Zongying was still fooling around with his female secretary.

The branch president of the mercenary guild is already very old, and there is basically no hope for him to impact the realm of martial gods. He is unwilling to go to Wuliang Shangcang to fight on the battlefield. He plans to live and die in Tianwu in this life, and enjoy the remaining 10 or 20 million years of life.

This is also the mentality of many people who are unwilling to leave the Hongmeng Tianwu Grandmaster. Going to Wuliang Shangcang, losing status, high position and power, and all enjoyment, just to gain the illusory road, it is unknown how long they can live.

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In fact, most of the masters who went to Wuliang Shangcang did not live as comfortably and long as the masters who retired in Hongmeng Tianwu.

Even if the upper limit of life span is increased after going to Wuliang Shangcang, how long you can live is the key.

Even if you have an eternal life span, it is meaningless if you are killed by others not long after you go there!

So the old man Nangong Zongying has long thought it through. He is the president of the mercenary guild in a big city, managing countless mercenaries. The local tyrants and powerful people have to look at his face. Even if he is old, there are endless beauties who take the initiative to throw themselves into his arms. Isn't such a life enjoyable?

If you ask people in this world to choose whether to live a hundred years in peace or to enjoy the pleasures of life, but only live for sixty years, I am afraid that many people will choose the latter, at least many people will choose this when they are young.

"Dong Dong Dong——"

There was a knock on the door.

Nangong Zongying was holding a beauty in his arms. Hearing this, he was a little unhappy and asked, "What's the matter?"

"President, it's a letter from the Sun-Swallowing God from the Imperial Capital." The person outside the door whispered.

"I know, wait a moment!"

"Yes--"

"Hey, little fairy, let's continue--" The old man continued to kiss the beauty in his arms.

After an incense stick of time, the beauty opened the door of the room with a blushing face. The person outside the door didn't look at her feet. He went in after the other person left. Nangong Zongying was already sitting upright with a righteous look on his face.

Even if his subordinates knew what he had just done in there, as a high-ranking and powerful person, he couldn't be frivolous in front of his subordinates. He had to be dignified.

This is also why many company leaders often hold some ineffective meetings. It seems useless and annoying to employees, but human nature will become more and more decadent and casual.

If no meeting is held, the whole company's atmosphere will be completely lax in the future. Of course, many meetings are indeed ineffective meetings, wasting time and not being able to discuss the reason.

The man said respectfully: "President, this is a letter."

He presented a sealed letter with both hands. The contents of the letter were all divine thoughts, which only Nangong Zongying could read.

After reading the divine thoughts in the letter, Nangong Zongying's face showed a look of shock, which was a little unbelievable.

"This, this, this guy really became a god-level mercenary!!"

"He actually killed the demon god in that mission--"

Nangong Zongying took a long time to come back to his senses, and his eyes could not calm down for a long time.

Although Tianyao City has a quota for establishing a god-level mercenary group, there has been no mercenary god who can use this quota during the governance of two or three generations of presidents.

After the shock, his face showed joy again.

God-level mercenary group!

Tianyao City can have its own god-level mercenary group!

"Haha, I didn't expect that he actually succeeded."

If it can be established, this god-level mercenary group will still belong to Tianyao City in name. Although he has no right to mobilize the god-level mercenary group, this is reputation and face.

Living to his age, and not planning to improve his realm, face is undoubtedly extremely important. In the future, when drinking with other mercenary leaders, his back will be much straighter.