Xia Wei said, "I am a dark guard, so naturally, I have methods to conceal my aura."
Ming Zhitian nodded and was about to say something when Xia Wei interjected, "We're here, is it this place?"
Looking at the signboard bearing the four characters "Absolute Best Home," Ming Zhitian nodded. "It's this place."
Xia Wei clasped her hands behind her back. "I'll wait for you here."
Ming Zhitian nodded. "Thank you for your trouble."
Xia Wei shrugged it off. Ming Zhitian soon emerged with the women. Two were still out shopping, so someone was sent to inform them, and they quickly returned.
The seven women walked out together. They didn't need to carry anything; their needs were all within their respective storage bags.
Upon seeing the breathtakingly beautiful Xia Wei, the seven women were taken aback. Her long, slender legs were shapely and perfect.
Yan Lixue asked, "Husband, who is this?"
Ming Zhitian replied, "She is my master's dark guard, sent specifically to escort us."
Ouyang Nifeng's eyes held a trace of hostility. "Is that all there is to it?"
Ming Zhitian shot her a glare. Yan Lixue, delighted, said, "So, husband, you've found your master's wife?"
Ming Zhitian nodded. "Yes, I have."
Yan Lixue, Yan Fei, Jie Qingxia, Ouyang Nifeng, Ren Xingyao, Xiao Mirui, and Hong Liefeng—while not possessing unparalleled beauty, they were all goddesses in their own right.
Ming Zhitian thought of them and silently mused, "If Yanran Qingcheng were also here, it would be perfect."
Alas, Yanran Qingcheng had consumed the Forgetfulness Illusion Pill and her whereabouts were still unknown. Ming Zhitian decided it was best not to search for her rashly until he had found a solution, to avoid any detrimental outcomes.
Xia Wei stood with her hands behind her back. After escorting everyone back to the Divine Sect, she announced, "Mission accomplished, I'm leaving."
Ming Zhitian said, "We'll meet again."
Xia Wei paused her steps and replied without turning back, "Better if we don't."
She vanished.
Yan Lixue remarked, "She's a strange person."
Ming Zhitian smiled slightly and put his arm around Yan Lixue. "The strong are often emotionless; she is no different. It's not unusual to see. Let's go in."
Entering the Divine Sect, it had been meticulously organized under the Empress Xingchen's careful attention. It was orderly and well-arranged, resembling a grand sect. The only thing missing was sect disciples, then it would be perfect.
Yan Fei declared, "I want to be the first disciple of the Divine Sect."
Ouyang Nifeng felt her thunder stolen. "Husband, I want to too."
Yan Lixue, Jie Qingxia, and the other goddesses maintained their composure, their supportive gazes turning to Ming Zhitian, indicating they would follow his lead.
Ming Zhitian was overjoyed. "Alright, from now on, the Luoyi Gate of the Divine Sect will be managed by Fei'er. You all think of other good names and establish the sect."
Yan Fei exclaimed, "Luoyi Gate? What a lovely name!"
Then, she stuck out her tongue. "No, no, no, I'm not capable of being the sect leader yet. Sister, you be the leader of this Luoyi Gate."
Yan Fei nudged Yan Lixue. Yan Lixue was slightly taken aback. "I'm only at the second level of the Ascending Dragon Realm, so perhaps not."
Ming Zhitian shook his head. "It's alright. Then, the two of you will jointly manage the Luoyi Gate. Recruit more disciples and expand the sect."
He then looked at Ouyang Nifeng and Hong Liefeng. "Among you, you two have the highest cultivation. The Divine Sect will be entrusted to your support. This place is vast; feel free to expand as you see fit. Rest assured."
Ouyang Nifeng replied, "Husband, leave it to me. You can be at ease with my arrangements."
Hong Liefeng said, "I'll do my best."
Seeing Ming Zhitian about to leave, Yan Lixue asked, "Husband, where are you going?"
Ming Zhitian replied, "To the true Forgotten Secret Realm, to bring back two great deities."
Knowing Yan Lixue was worried, he added, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
Seeing the worry in Yan Lixue's eyes, Ming Zhitian kissed her. "Wife, I love you."
Yan Lixue blushed, turning her face away. "Don't be so frivolous, hurry up and go."