"When was it delivered?" Zhou Hong took the letter.
"About a month ago."
Zhou Hong immediately opened the envelope, and instantly, a mental message emanated from within. This message was like a sharp sword, directly piercing into Zhou Hong's mind.
"Ah!" In his haste, Zhou Hong threw the letter onto the ground.
The mental message exploded like a bomb in Zhou Hong's mind, accompanied by a thunderous voice: "City Lord Zhou Hong, we warn you not to cause trouble, otherwise the Dragon Tiger Demonic Sect will not be polite. Please take care of yourself."
"Hmph, truly arrogant," Zhou Hong couldn't help but get angry. The Dragon Tiger Demonic Sect was the strongest force within Wumeng City's jurisdiction. Within the Dragon Tiger Demonic Sect, there were hundreds of thousands of disciples. No wonder they were so audacious, actually warning Zhou Hong not to cause trouble.
"Zhou Hong, what did the letter from the Dragon Tiger Demonic Sect say?" Hei Lan asked, seeing Zhou Hong's displeased expression.
"They told me not to cause trouble, or they wouldn't be polite. And they warned me with a mental bomb. I opened it in surprise and was almost driven insane. Fortunately...!" Zhou Hong's latter half implied that fortunately he was not an ordinary demon cultivator, otherwise, he would have suffered serious mental damage upon opening the envelope.
"Too arrogant. However, they do have the capital for their arrogance. The Dragon Tiger Demonic Sect has hundreds of thousands of disciples, we can't underestimate them."
"Is that so!" Zhou Hong clenched his fists.
"With so many disciples in the Dragon Tiger Demonic Sect, even if our strength is superior, they won't be afraid, as they have numbers."
"Then just you wait." Zhou Hong decided that once his Twenty-Four Immortal Sword Formation was mastered, he would immediately annihilate the Dragon Tiger Demonic Sect. He would not allow any other force to exist within his territory.
At this moment, Zhou Hong thought of Si Teng and Suo Suo, wondering how strong they truly were.
So, Zhou Hong immediately returned to his room and released Si Teng and Suo Suo from his sub-world.
"Zhou Hong, have we arrived at your home?" Suo Suo asked immediately upon exiting.
"Yes, this is the City Lord's Mansion of Wumeng City."
"Wow!"
"Human world houses are so beautiful!" Si Teng and Suo Suo exclaimed in amazement upon seeing the luxurious and magnificent main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.
"Si Teng, Suo Suo, how strong are you two?" Zhou Hong asked directly. He needed to test their abilities and strength.
"I can launch mental attacks on others!" Suo Suo said.
"And you, Si Teng?"
"I can manifest thousands of vines, and anyone struck by my vines will be poisoned and paralyzed by the venom on them."
"Then what level of strength are you equivalent to as demon cultivators now?"
"I don't know about that."
Zhou Hong nodded, "Then let's test you against my Eight Immortal Sword Formation."
"Okay."
Zhou Hong led Si Teng and Suo Suo to the training grounds of the City Lord's Mansion.
The Eight Immortal Sword Formation first engaged in a confrontation with Si Teng.
"As a result, before the eight puppets could even make a move, black vines suddenly emerged from beneath their feet, instantly entangling them. In other words, Si Teng instantly annihilated Zhou Hong's Eight Immortal Sword Formation."
"Impressive." Zhou Hong smiled. Si Teng's current strength should be more than enough to defeat a sixth-rank Demon King, or even a seventh-rank Demon King.
As for Suo Suo, her mental attacks were not weak. When she was in the Immortal Demonic Mountain Range, she used a mental attack on a sixth-rank Demon King, which caused the Demon King to freeze in shock for several seconds.
Based on Zhou Hong's estimation, Suo Suo should also be able to deal with a seventh-rank Demon King, though the duration of the target's mental disorientation would be shorter, perhaps one second, or even less than a second.
In a life-or-death situation, let alone one second, 0.1 seconds could be crucial.
"Zhou Hong, how strong are our abilities? Can we help you?" Suo Suo quickly asked.
"Of course, you can. It seems like whether I master the Twenty-Four Immortal Sword Formation or not is irrelevant," Zhou Hong chuckled, because even if he mastered the Twenty-Four Immortal Sword Formation, it would at most only be enough to deal with a sixth-rank Demon King.
Just then, Hei Xiaolu arrived. Seeing two peerless beauties by Zhou Hong's side, she was filled with confusion.
"Zhou Hong, who are they?" Hei Xiaolu walked over, feeling a hint of unease in her heart. She found Si Teng and Suo Suo to be pure and beautiful, sensing an unprecedented sense of crisis.
Indeed, although Si Teng and Suo Suo were spirits, their beauty was no less than Hei Xiaolu's. Moreover, they possessed their own unique abilities and could continue to grow and become stronger in the future. Compared to them, no matter how much Hei Xiaolu cultivated, she couldn't help Zhou Hong.
"Xiaolu, these are spirits I brought back from the Immortal Demonic Mountain Range. Currently, they are no less than fifth-rank, or even sixth-rank Demon Artifacts. In the future, as they continue to grow, they will become even more powerful."
"But...!"
"Heh heh, they spent millions of years to become spirits and can transform into human form."
"Then how... can they be so beautiful!" Hei Xiaolu felt a sense of inadequacy.
"Beauty or ugliness is inherent to them, not something they can choose."
"Oh, oh, so their current female appearance, is it a real woman, or just an appearance?"
Zhou Hong knew what Hei Xiaolu wanted to ask and answered frankly, "There's no difference from a real woman. They can be touched, loved, and embraced."
"You... how do you know?"
"Because... I've tried it." Zhou Hong didn't want to hide anything; honesty was the greatest respect.
Hei Xiaolu's eyes reddened.
"I'm sorry, but don't worry, my feelings for you won't change." Zhou Hong hugged Hei Xiaolu. Although Hei Xiaolu was of little use to the current Zhou Hong, being a mere "vase" character, Zhou Hong was not the type of scumbag who would discard someone when they were no longer useful. Moreover, Zhou Hong would continue to help her grow.
"Zhou Hong, who is she?" Si Teng asked curiously at this moment.
"Just in time, let me introduce you. This is Hei Xiaolu, she is my woman."
"Your woman? Does that mean she's also someone who can only sleep with you?" Suo Suo asked, drawing a parallel.
"Yes, the kind who can only sleep with me, just like you two."
"Oh, then what should we call her?"
"Call her Sister Xiaolu. Although you are millions of years old, if we count from the moment you transformed into human form, you are actually younger."
"Mhm, Sister Xiaolu."
"Sister Xiaolu."
Si Teng and Suo Suo greeted Hei Xiaolu simultaneously.
"Hello!" Hei Xiaolu nodded slightly, still seeming a bit emotionally unsettled. She understood, of course, that it was unlikely for Zhou Hong to have only them as women.
"Xiaolu, you go back first."
"Okay, come back early for dinner tonight."
"Alright!" Zhou Hong nodded, kissed her on the forehead again, which made Hei Xiaolu feel much better.