Villain Cultivator

Five minutes after the brief chat, Miaomiao hung up the call. He gazed at his phone in solemn and rubbed the Ring of Slave Master.

"Tomorrow morning, I have something important to talk about with everyone. Gather at the training field and tell all elders and the beastman representatives."

Ten seconds after Miaomiao used his ring to deliver a voice transmission to his yin slaves, Fang Meirong leaped into his room through the window. Her anxiousness was revealed through her widened eyes and flustered look.

As soon as Fang Meirong saw the state of Xu Xiuying, she heaved a sigh of relief.

"For a moment there, I thought Xu Xiuying had escaped."

Miaomiao shook his head, "I left White Album here. Do you think anyone can escape when she's keeping watch 24/7?"

Fang Meirong gazed at White Album, who was floating in the room. The spiritual familiar waved her hand and gave Fang Meirong a smug smile.

"Ugh, I can't get used to your familiar, master."

"Are you afraid of ghosts or something?"

"No. It's just… her face is the same as Xu Xiuying. It scares me."

Fang Meirong had PTSD whenever she saw Xu Xiuying's smile. As White Album's smile was the same as Xu Xiuying's, she always felt uncomfortable around the familiar.

"Go back to your training. I have work to do."

Miaomiao excused himself and chased Fang Meirong away. The latter pouted as she also wanted his love, but Miaomiao had planned to concentrate on brainwashing this broken drug junkie.

After Fang Meirong left, Miaomiao sat on the bed and rubbed his temples. The headache was killing him.

"Dammit, Wei Huang. You pitiful bastard…"

…

The next morning, Jia Shan, Jia Wenhe, Ju Shoufen, Ma Ping, Zhao Bao, Fogan, Mao Xueyan, Ke'er, Ma Moxi, Hua Xiong, Lu Fengxian, and everybody gathered at the mansion's training ground to answer Miaomiao's emergency summon.

Not only the captains of beastmen came, monks, orcs, and mermaids also gathered in front of the mansion, eavesdropping and peeping the event from the outside.

The population of this city had already reached over 10,000. When they gathered in one place, they became a huge crowd of men, demi-humans, beasts, and demons.

Lu Fengxian's face was solemn as he gazed at his apostle. As he had read Miaomiao's thoughts, he stood next to the latter, acting as his temporary aide to fill in the detail if he needed to.

Miaomiao's wives had also been briefed last night when Miaomiao summoned everyone to Isolation Training Space for the nighttime training routine. Even Wei Yuan had learned of what her grandfather had relayed on the phone.

However, most of the elders hadn't learned about the urgent news yet.

"I think everyone is here. Just tell us what happened, Miaomiao."

Jia Shan was curious as to why Miaomiao decided to gather everybody here. Normally, Miaomiao was well-known to be either a sex machine since he always spent his days having sex in his mansion. Leading a group meeting like this was rare.

Jia Wenhe, on the other hand, had a bad premonition. As he had been working as a handyman after they had migrated to this city, he knew the city layout like the back of his hands. Yet, every time that Miaomiao visited him during the past few months, a new building emerged out of nowhere and gave off weird effects. Thus, Jia Wenhe knew - Everything time that Miaomiao moved, a huge change always occurred afterward.

"Something happened or you did something again?"

Miaomiao smiled at his son/father-in-law, "It's the former. I have a piece of good news and three pieces of bad news. What do you want to hear first?"

"Bad news first, so we don't have to get our hopes up."

"How pessimism. Oh, well. That works."

Miaomiao coughed and gazed at everyone, including the people, who had climbed the wall to listen to their conversation. With a loud and clear voice, he announced.

"First bad news, Yuan Shaoqing has formed an alliance with all orthodox sects and the demons."

Everyone shrugged as they believed that worldly politics didn't concern them. However, Ma Ping, Mao Xueyan, Hua Xiong, Ju Shoufen, Jia Wenhe, Zhao Bao, and Jia Shan's faces darkened.

"Second bad news, that alliance is called [Anti-Siren City Alliance]. They claimed that we razed Red Sun City, killed ordinary people, plundered the Liu Clan's treasury, and kidnapped the child emperor. Welp, they've pretty much waged war against us."

MURMUR

The crowd in front of the mansion was shocked and murmured in fright. Nobody liked war, especially if they would be unwillingly involved.

Ju Shoufen was enraged when she thought about Ju Xie and Yuan Shaoqing. Her killing intent exploded, and her eyes flared.

"Last bad news, the first wave of their forces should arrive here before the end of winter. We can expect them to be here in two months at the earliest or three to four months at the latest. Also, we don't know how many men they will bring or how many experts from their side will show up."

Hearing the deadline, the beastmen panicked. Loud animal cries, whimpers, and chirpings echoed in the city as if they were brought to an ancient slaughterhouse.

As for the monks and orcs, they heaved a sigh of relief as they had time to prepare. From their perspective, learning the estimated time of arrival was a piece of good news as they could make the right decision for the plan and preparation.

Ma Ping also had the same idea as the monks and the orcs. Knowing Miaomiao, the elder believed that the situation could still be manageable since they had an 8th-stage cultivator and several nascent soul realm experts here.

Moreover, Miaomiao hadn't revealed the piece of good news yet.

"What about the good news, Miaomiao?"

Being asked by Ma Ping, Miaomiao nodded and pointed at three certain individuals.

Fang Meirong

Sun Yun

Liu Guang

These three yin slaves would be the key to their victory.

"These women are Fang Meirong, Sun Yin, and Liu Guang. All of them are from noble clans as their surname implies, so we can expect reinforcement, or we might be able to negotiate with the Jiangdong White Tiger Sect and the remnant from the imperial clan."

The elders raised their eyebrows as they had never expected that these women had such a deep background. They had been neglecting them, believing that they were merely prostitutes that Miaomiao favored.

Learning of their deep background, Jia Shan and the Ma Clan's elders looked at Miaomiao in a new light.

"Such connection… Have you been aiming for this from the beginning that day!?"

"Is this what you've been plotting the entire time!?"

Miaomiao rolled his eyes, "It's a coincidence. Meh, I didn't even know them when I brought them with me."

The three girls laughed as they understood Miaomiao. At that time, he didn't even ask for their names or their backgrounds. He simply dragged them from the Xu Clan's prison and gave them a second chance in life in exchange for their sexual services.

Fang Meirong, Liu Guang, and Sun Yun walked toward Miaomiao and stood in front of him. Then, they turned around and introduced themselves to the crowd.

Liu Guang was from the vampire team. She was 165cm tall and had a slim build. Her crimson lips, sharp dark eyes, and light blue long hair contrasted, but it suited with her navy robe and mini-skirt, which revealed her left smooth shoulder and her thighs. Her bracers and knee guards matched the color of her clothes. She even decorated her right shoulder guard and her hairband with silver feathers, giving her the unique charm of a graceful vampire.

If Liu Guang's theme was blue, Sun Yun's color theme was green. Unlike the valiant image of Liu Guang, Sun Yun looked like a dancer or a mystic fairy from a sacred forest. She had the same height as Liu Guang, but her chest was a lot bigger. Her light green robes revealed both her shoulders and the sexy cleavage, showing the upper half of her bouncy breasts while covering her nipples. Her straight long dark brown hair was decorated with a tiara, embedded by jade leaves. Her gentle expression, long eyelashes, and small mouth gave off an image of a fragile maiden that required men's protection. However, she was also from the vampire team.

Liu Guang started first, "I'm from the Liu Imperial Clan. Although I inherit the imperial bloodline, my mother was a lowly servant in the palace with no status. After Liu Hong had his first son, my family was thrown away from the imperial palace since my connection with Liu Hong conflicted with Liu Bian's inheritance right."

"In short, you should have been a princess," Miaomiao nodded.

"Correct. Well, my mother was killed by the imperial clan's assassins a few years later, and I fled to the Xu Clan. I met Miaomiao a few years later, and here I am."

Ma Ping raised his eyebrows, surprised that one of the imperial clansmen was with them for a long time, but they had never realized it. He smacked his forehead and blamed his short sight, 'I thought she was just a common whore. Damn! I was a fool for not inquiring about her background carefully. We could have brought her to the vault and got another item!'

On the other hand, Ju Shoufen already knew about Liu Guang, but she kept quiet since she respected the girl's privacy. As a former princess, Liu Guang's status was more delicate than everybody else as many greedy cultivators might want to use her as a springboard to become a new emperor.

After Liu Guang had introduced herself, Sun Yun placed her hands on her right knee and gracefully bowed. She smiled like an angel as she revealed her background.

"I'm Sun Yun, the daughter of Sun Yu, the first elder of Jiangdong White Tiger Sect. There is nothing much to say about me since I ran away from home for an adventure and got caught by Xu Xiuying. Well, I was rescued by our demon lord, and I had the privilege to become his concubine. Nice to meet you."

The introductory was simple, yet it gave the elders inspiration on how they could use her status to help them in this upcoming war.

As the Jiangdong White Tiger Sect was run by the Sun Clan, having the connection with one of their daughters was huge. With Sun Yun, they could negotiate with Sun Wentai or Sun Yu, asking them to either switch sides or withdraw from this fight.

Meanwhile, Liu Guang's bloodline had another significant meaning. They could claim the legitimation to succeed the imperial throne or use their authority to declare themselves as authorities of this land. However, to do so, they required members of the Liu Clan, such as Hua Xiong as a helper.

As the elders looked at each other and started discussing how they could use these two girls, they ignored Fang Meirong, who had the strongest background among them all. Even Zhao Bao, who had received guidance from OG-Buddha's apostle, ignored the bikini-armored archer and talked with his sect master.

Fang Meirong pouted and stomped her feet. She was about to say that an immortal might come to help them next month, but she changed her mind.

"Fang Meirong from the Fang Clan. That's all!"

The girl shed a drop of tear before she turned around to hug Miaomiao. The latter dryly laughed and patted her back.

Aside from Miaomiao and the yin slaves, the only stranger who was aware of Fang Meirong's worth was Lu Fengxian.

The ex-immortal gazed at the archer girl, "Is she from the Fang Clan? From which planet?"

Fang Meirong wiped her tear, "Victory Planet…"

"The main branch!? Well, I guess we're in luck, then," Lu Fengxian burst into laughter and flew toward the pylon tower, planning to continue his training routine as usual. The immortal no longer cared about the war since it was no longer a crisis when the Fang Clan would be involved soon.

…

After Lu Fengxian had left, Miaomiao discussed the plan and the right place to confront the invaders. The gang started collecting information about their current strength, advantages, and disadvantages.

They had the city walls, defensive arrays, cultivation resources, healing water, and manpower. However, they lacked one important thing.

Weaponry and Armory

"Moxi, can you forge gold weapons for the beastmen, monks, and the orcs? We need like 10,000 sets of armors and weapons."

Hearing his grandfather's request, Ma Moxi sweated bullets, "I'll die overworking, grandpa. Also, the weapons will eventually disappear when I'm out of Qi. You can't use them as permanent weaponry!"

"Then, where can we procure good weapons? Can we contact your friend, Jia Shan?" Ma Ping turned to Jia Shan, asking if they could contact Luo Cheng.

The sword saint sighed as he regretted sending his best friend back to inform Xu Lanying about the hostage situation. He could have forced the dwarf to remain here and craft earth-grade or sky-grade weapons and armors for them.

As everyone was at a loss how they should get proper weapons for the beasts, orcs, and monks, Miaomiao thought of a certain individual, who he had met briefly at Red Sun City's underground.