"Oh? Aren't you going to find your own room?"
"Well, sir, you want to recruit ten thousand members, and the rooms inside here are enough for ten thousand people to live in. Whether you choose early or late doesn't make much of a difference."
"Oh? While there is indeed enough space for ten thousand people to live inside the airship, choosing earlier means getting a better location to live in, while choosing later means having to live in a location with poor lighting and air quality."
"I have been cultivating for decades, or even hundreds or thousands of years. I have experienced all kinds of extreme environments. It's just a matter of poor lighting and air quality, which doesn't affect cultivation. It doesn't matter where I live."
"Oh, so you're a ascetic cultivator."
Hearing the words of the holy realm, Roy smiled.
Being born in the material plane or the divine plane had its advantages and disadvantages.
People born in the material plane, if they were lucky enough to be born in a peaceful country, could live a stable life, and those with talent for cultivation might have one in a billion chance of breaking through to the holy realm.
On the other hand, those born in the divine plane or the highest plane, even if their aptitude was poor, could still cultivate to the ninth level and enjoy five hundred years of life.
However, the people under the holy realm in the divine plane and the highest plane were no different from slaves. They spent their lives mining and being sold.
If they were lucky enough to comprehend a hint of the profoundness of the laws and enter the holy realm, they would be able to escape from slavery and become a "person".
Perhaps out of a hundred ninth-level cultivators, one could successfully advance to the holy realm.
However, becoming a god-level powerhouse on one's own was exponentially more difficult.
Roy didn't believe that he was a real ascetic cultivator when the holy realm called him one.
A true ascetic cultivator would already be in their room, starting their cultivation, instead of chatting and networking here.
This holy realm, if not the leader of a certain power in the material plane, was definitely a high-ranking individual.
However, Roy didn't mind.
More than a hundred years later, Roy woke up from his cultivation.
Ten thousand people had already been recruited.
And in the past century, ten Saint-Realms had successfully ascended to God-Realm.
Calculating it, Roy had recruited a total of seventeen Lower Gods for Sanhe City, as well as nearly ten thousand peak Saint-Realms.
After gathering the seventeen Lower Gods and telling them how to input divine power to control the Metal Life, Roy and his team set off for Sanhe City.
To ensure the safety of these people, Roy always stood in front of the Metal Life during the journey back to the city. Whenever there were people trying to approach the Metal Life, Roy would directly intervene without hesitation.
As a result, news of a powerful individual escorting a large Metal Life spread along Roy's route, especially since his route was a straight line, making it easy for people to intercept him.
Roy was ruthless against these people who tried to intercept him for unknown reasons.
In the sky where Roy flew, the planets hanging in the sky formed by "Earth Bursting Heavenly Stars" made people realize the means Roy possessed.
Especially, even a few Four-Star demons recognized Roy's technique after being sealed by him. They began to spread the reputation of the "Stellar Demon".
People speculated that the strength of the "Stellar Demon" had already reached the level of a Five-Star demon. Otherwise, none of the Four-Star demons who went to attack him would have been able to escape.
"Lord Roy."
"What is it, Ian?"
Roy dispersed the divine power in his hands and asked.
Ian, the Saint-Realm who had recruited personnel for Roy.
In the past few hundred years, out of these ten thousand people, more than a hundred had successfully ascended to God-Realm. With their help, the Metal Life had been maintaining its highest speed.
Ian didn't ascend to God-Realm, which showed that his talent, or more accurately his focus, wasn't on cultivation.
After killing so many attackers, Roy had obtained many divine sparks in his hands, so he bestowed Ian with a fire-based Lower God-grade divine spark.
Ian felt that if he still hadn't ascended to God-Realm after waiting for another thousand years, he would assimilate the divine spark in his hand and become a God.
On the Metal Life, Ian could also command these Divine-level powerhouses to a certain extent with Roy's prestige.
But as Roy said, once they returned to Sanhe City and couldn't use their divinity, they would become insignificant.
"Well, according to the map we obtained from the Crimson Flame Mansion, if we fly forward for another five years, we will reach Nicholas City. Mathew, Clinton, and Sami want to settle in Nicholas City, and more than fifty Saint-Realms want to follow them and disembark."
Mathew, Clinton, and Sami were the first seven Lower Gods.
"Hehe..."
Roy shook his head.
They had already reached Nicholas City?
In other words, with the speed of this Metal Life, they could return to Sanhe City in at most another hundred years.
During the journey from the dimensional teleportation array to Sanhe City, Roy had killed more than a hundred attacking Divine-level powerhouses and gained many ink stones and other resources.
Among them, Roy directly distributed some descriptions of Hell to the metal life forms, letting them know about the situation in Hell and the place they would live in afterwards.
Roy could guess some of the thoughts of Matrite and the others.
In their opinion, Sanhe City was just a newly established city that had been built for less than three thousand years, and it was still a small city.
But Nichols City was different. It was a mid-sized city that had been established for over one billion years. If they could directly join Nichols City, would they gain more than joining Sanhe City? Pity...
Roy didn't bother to say much to these people.
"Don't pay attention to them. After we arrive in Nichols City, all the people who want to stay in Nichols City can disembark from the airship."
"Yes, sir."
After leaving Nichols City, Roy and his group did not encounter any more attackers.
On the one hand, the farther away from the mid-sized city they were, the less powerful the bandits they encountered were.
On the other hand, Roy had made quite a big name for himself this time. At least, the name "Star Devil" had begun to spread among the four or five-star demons.
When Roy hurried from Sanhe City to Bileir City, he spent over three hundred years practicing and rushing on the way.
The speed of this large metal life form was naturally several times faster than Roy's speed back then.
One hundred years later, Roy and the others returned to Sanhe City.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo..."
Facing the imposing city wall and the lower god infused with divine power, the metal life forms did not dare to drive their metal life form into the city.
"Causing trouble in Sanhe City, so it turns out that Roy, you have returned."
Before they even reached the city gate, a figure flew out from the gate and stopped in front of Roy.
Seeing the person, a smile appeared on Roy's face.
"Long time no see, Alva."
"Yeah, it's been almost three thousand years."
"Tsk tsk tsk, you are amazing, Roy. The name 'Star Devil' is quite famous in our Sanhe City."
Faced with Alva's teasing, Roy just smiled.
Fame is built on one's own strength.
With sufficient strength that matches one's fame, one can naturally intimidate many people.
But if the strength is not enough, then one is just a stepping stone for others.
If someone uses your fame to climb up and then spits on you, calling it an empty reputation, it wouldn't be good.
"Are these people all brought back by you?"
Looking at the more than 9,000 people behind Roy, Alva was surprised.
As the second-in-command of Laurant City, Alva knew that Roy was sent by the city lord of Laurant City to recruit members through the dimensional teleportation array, but he didn't expect Roy to be able to recruit nearly 10,000 people.
These were all people who came out of the material plane, and every one of them was comparable to a genius in the divine plane.
It can be said that within five thousand years, at least eight thousand lower gods and twenty or thirty intermediate gods would be born among these more than 9,000 Sanctuaries.
By then, Sanhe City would definitely develop.
"Yes, I haven't let Master down."
"Alva, please arrange them first. I will go and report to Lord Laurant."
"Alright, go quickly."
"If the lord knows that you have brought back so many people, he will definitely be very happy."
After explaining a few words to the people he brought with him, Roy flew to the city lord's mansion.
"Lord Roy, Lord Laurant has been waiting for you in the living room for a long time."
"The title of 'Stellar Demon' is well known among many of my friends. With your current strength, you are more than capable of being the vice city lord of Sanhe City. There's no need for us to be distant from each other."
"Now, Fred and Quiller are out and haven't returned yet. We can discuss the matter of making you the third vice city lord when they come back."
"Lord Laurente, as you know, I have no interest in becoming the vice city lord. I just want to focus on cultivating and strive to become a higher-ranked god as soon as possible."
"Hahaha, Roy, cultivation and becoming the vice city lord are not mutually exclusive."
"Becoming the vice city lord of Sanhe City means that, except for times when Sanhe City is in crisis and you need to face it with us, you can allocate your time as you wish."
"This..."
"Don't refuse, Roy."
Laurente patted Roy's shoulder and said, "Roy, given your talent, making you the vice city lord of Sanhe City would definitely be an underestimation of your abilities."
"If you have the intention to leave Sanhe City and venture out, I will not stop you."
"But since you don't have the intention to leave, I naturally can't treat you unfairly."