"He is here. The Blue Wind Emperor." Grandpa warned me as I was gearing up for another emergence.

  I stopped for a second, then smiled. My harmless candy prank had indeed saved his daughter, and I even caught the culprits. Well, the ones directly involved, at least. It had to be a Divine Realm behind this plot, likely involved with demons as well.

  "Feng, it seems you're needed outside too." I told my Phoenix wife, who glanced between me and her Grandpas. Xiao Feng landed on her shoulder, eager to protect her Master.

  I tapped my bamboo hat, and we all shifted into the Outer Tower, where the low level disciples and their Saint Elders were being faced by a dozen Divine cultivators, and the Emperor at Origin Realm.

  With a glance, I recognized 6 of my Divine Swords, sold to the Treasure House earlier. The seventh was being carried by King Ji, glowing golden on his back. I wondered for a minute why the Oracle Mountain didn't win any auction for the Divine Swords, then remembered that someone had looted their treasury. Oh well.

  "Wind Emperor, nice to meet you!" I addressed the Emperor, in a joyful voice, and waved at him. If Caihong was here, I'm sure she would have lots to say about my lack of noble etiquette. My wife Ming glared at me in her stead.

  "Tower Saint. I am in your debt." the Emperor answered in a polite voice, and flew down before me, and even bowed his head a millimeter. His Divine minions were equally surprised at our unusual encounter, all except one, who frowned and stared at me with hate and a hint of killing intent.

  "That's him. Yearning Death's sweet embrace." Feng confirmed with a single glance above the man's head.

  I patted Feng's shoulder, and sent her back inside the Tower, with the burning Phoenix in tow.

  The Emperor turned towards the man, who tried to run. A Tower array lit up and held the Death cultist locked, and Tin Man flew to collect his rings. Two space rings, and signet ring with a tiny array incorporated into the seal.

  "Such curious company you keep in your court, Wind Emperor. Death worshipers, and demonic cultivators. I suspect you didn't know." I mused in a low voice, as another Tower separation array moved the Outer Disciples into another dimension.

  The Wind Emperor scowled and picked up the signet ring, then his eyes glowed with True Qi, breaking the seal. "Ancient treasure indeed, King Si. This array would allow you to communicate with your demonic masters, and reveal the plans of the Libra Army."

  I sighed, and nodded towards my wife. She took out 5 Divine Swords, and offered them to the Divine cultivators that lacked such a potent weapon. Then she returned at my side, and handed me 50 billion spirit stones, the price agreed for the weapons.

  The space rings confiscated from the traitor vanished from my hand and into the Tower, where Grandpa could break their soul binding and add their wealth to the Tower.

  "Get going, soldiers. The Libra ship is already docking at the void station." I urged my wife and newer Tower members, who flew into the sky with a single nod towards me.

  "You too, guys. And try not to die." The Wind Emperor ordered his Divine minions, who bowed low, then flew into the sky as well.

  Then I flicked my bamboo hat back and went to sit at a stone table, and invited the Emperor with a smile.

  "I recognize the girl. She was a Mountain's disciple 500 years ago, when I visited the Oracle Mountain. And only in Saint level 5. Now, she's Divine in all three cultivation methods." the Emperor spoke in a gentle voice, and even took out a jug of Divine wine, which smelled quite divine. Like a dozen Divine flowers and other rare herbs.

  "Indeed, a few of their girls decided to join my Tower and live, instead of being harvested for their Pure Yin as cultivation furnaces." I answered with a careless voice, then sipped my own glass of wine. It tasted sublime, tingling my senses and even increasing my Divine Sense range by a little.

  "I see you like the Hundred Spirit Wine. Sadly, I could only afford this bottle, even with all my Libra contribution points. I had to spend most of the points on equipment and healing." the Emperor spoke with sad yet reminiscing tone. Likely remembering his days as a Libra soldier.

  Instead of answering his subtle question, I took out a Perfect Saint Body pill, resting inside a used Bagua box. "For your daughter. It is among my best creations." I offered with a glance at the suspended Divine cultist.

  The Wind Emperor rose an eyebrow, and peeked inside the box with a curious face. Then took out the pill, and examined it from all sides. "I see. If your pill refining has reached this level already, then you must have a great teacher, Tower Saint."

  "Among friends, I am called Pef. You shared the precious wine with me, so we are friends now." I said with a grin, and the Origin Realm Emperor grinned back at me, a bit surprised.

  "A friend! How long has it been? They are dead now, eaten by demons or time." the mused in a longing voice, and drank more wine. I drank my own wine, then felt a powerful Divine Sense scan the Outer Tower from high above.

  Uh. This cultist guy missed his recruiting roll, and his Libra officer was likely looking for him.

  "I hope you have some method as a Libra veteran. I only kept this guy as favour for you, not to deny a recruit for the army. Although, he would be a bad soldier." I added which a sheepish smile, just when the sky fell on me, with a pressure so immense I felt my soul waver.

  The Wind Emperor sighed and stood up, then glanced up. "Lieutenant Mira. Please bless us with your divine presence, instead of pulling rank." he spoke in a polite voice.

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  A gentle laughter filled the sky, and a tall woman with a giant sword descended like a goddess, air around her wobbling like being pushed and pulled by a Heavenly baker. This Mira was 7 feet tall, and her plot armor was larger than my head. Both of them. Sadly, she was a bit out of my league yet, but I would gladly pump her Divine body for a few weeks.

  Tin Man moved behind me, and held an armored hand on my shoulder. The pressure vanished and Grandpa's voice entered my mind. 'Only at Divine Core. But a strong one. Their Captain must be in Manifestation Realm. And, her sword is a Demon sword.'

  "Oh, what do we have here? A mighty Origin Realm sharing our Libra-issue wine with a little Saint? And..." the woman spoke jovially, then halted as the Wind Emperor flicked the signet ring in her hand.

  'Divine Core restriction available on your word, Young Master.' Grandpa sent via his puppet.

  'Not yet. Their Captain must be watching too.' I answered in a patient tone, and sipped my Libra-issue wine with a smile.

  "Mira, if you want a glass of wine, just say so. The bottle is already open, so we need to drink it before the fragrance is wasted."

  The Wind Emperor allowed with a heavy voice, then took out another glass to pour some Spirit Wine for the woman. Then he also refilled my own glass, making me a bit happy. This was really a good wine.

  "So, this guy is a demonic spy. I guess I can take him to the Captain and extract whatever value we can from him. Good job catching him, sergeant." Mira noted while sipping her wine with a nod towards the Wind Emperor.

  "The Tower Saint caught him. He is also the one who sold my men their new Divine Swords." the Emperor pointed at me with his chin, and a sneaky smile.

  Gah! Throw me into the fire, what a good friend.

  "Tower Saint, eh? Not bad, not bad. This sect wasn't here last time we came around to pick new recruits. Got any Divine cultivators for us?" Mira asked with a kind smile.

  I nodded, and pointed up. "My wife Ming and two more Divines went up to the station already. Can I see your sword? I've never seen a real Demon sword before." I asked with a teasing tone.

  The giant woman tilted her head for a second, as if asking herself if I was serious. Then she shrugged and held out the sword for me, but I wasn't an idiot. I used the Outer Tower's array to catch the sword before it crushed my hand on the stone table, and brought it closer.

  'Core Demon Sword. Grants increased strength at the expense of speed. Targets hit will permanently lose vitality. Worth: 300 million Divine Crystals.'

  I frowned for a second. The sword was quite strong, but it could be even better. So I tapped the weapon and sent it into the Tower. "Our Artisan will make it a bit better. Such a pretty lady should have a sword worthy of her beauty." I explained, and sipped more wine.

  "Oh, your friend is not simple, sergeant. And he has a secret realm nearby. Very curious..." Mira said with an interested grin, and pulsed her Divine Sense to search for my pocket dimension.

  I shrugged, mostly concerned about Grandpa grumbling in my mind about my dick decisions.

  "I am not your sergeant anymore, Mira. I'm an Emperor now." The Wind Emperor grumbled in a weak voice.

  The woman's eyes glinted with mirth, and she smacked his shoulder hard enough that winds and clouds dispersed for dozens of kilometers, producing a clear sky. "Little Deng is an Emperor, eh? Fine, I'll be nice, since you shared the wine with me too. Ah, I can't wait to gather a lot of points and buy another bottle for myself!" she proclaimed in a grand voice.

  The sword returned, glowing with a Wind elemental imbuement. 'Core Demon Sword. Grants increased strength and speed. Targets hit will permanently lose vitality. Worth: 600 million Divine Crystals.'

  "Now it's a proper Core weapon. You should buy me a bottle of wine as well, with the extra points." I said with a smile, just as Mira grabbed her sword and examined it for defects.

  "What? I'm not getting slowed anymore? But...how?" Mira asked in surprised.

  "No idea, I can make pills and arrays, but my blacksmithing is still low. I suspect it's the Wind element, perhaps." I revealed with a shrug.

  Mira stepped beside me and wrapped me into a tight hug, with my face mushed between her soft, giant breasts. I felt like I've died and gone to heaven. "You don't know how lucky you are, little Saint. Much stronger men would sell their legs for a chance of tasting my puppies." Mira said in a wry voice.

  "Muuh" I mumbled and grabbed her ass in my hands. Firm and elastic, yet soft enough that my fingers sunk into her flesh.

  "Young and bold..." Mira whispered and drew back a little to observe me closely.

  "I already have a harem of jade beauties, but I don't mind adding another. Think about it, if you're lonely on the battlefield." I answered in a serious voice, then squeezed her ass one last time for good luck.

  The Wind Emperor chocked on something, while Mira just giggled. "You said your wife is joining my army? I'll keep an eye out for her." she declared in an amused voice, then grabbed the demonic spy and flew away, leaving me holding empty air.

  I sat down to drink the rest of my wine, while the Wind Emperor just stared at me in awe. Probably wishing it was him fondling Mira, but nevered daring to. Heh. Who dares wins!