Some time later, Pef took a short visit to the Monarchy's palace.

Thousands of years had passed since his last visit and expansion into a multitude of galaxies have forced the administration to grow, although not to hellish size. A small city of bureaucrats and technocrats had indeed formed, but they mostly directly managed the local galaxy and not even that to full extent.

Everything was mostly decentralized and set up to be administrated locally, with some harsher rules regarding cultivators, all of whom were inducted and indoctrinated into the Legion, either as proper recruits or as locals militias.

It was akin to selecting elite troopers from a whole army for a special ops regiment, then giving them astronaut training, then arming them with portable nuke launchers.

Sadly, his Legion did not have arsenals of power word guns, but they did craft millions of void arks and qi cannons, and other individual weapons like swords, spears and bows.

They also received armor, though for higher ranks armor was mostly ornamental.

For ranks too low it was also useless. An attack that could damage Monarch ranked armors would obviously kill the wearer if that one had only Emperor rank. Still, it was better to have them than not.

Pef aimed to change that, and implement the new inscriptions he obtained from the devil galaxy, raising the armor effectiveness a few ranks til Tier 2 at least. Inscriptions were much more feasible than finding megatons of high tier metal or bone.

Raising the troops cultivation ranks would help even more, but cultivation resources were by their own nature rare and expensive.

Easy enough for a large family, not so much for a trillion soldiers.

Pef met Paragon in the Monarch's office, where his green haired son was doing his job, quite proficiently.

QI arrays and holographic projectors had replaced the old paper documents, and reading reports was easier by simply interacting with a mind crystal. Possibly the main export of the demon galaxy nowadays.

"Son, hard at work?" he asked with a warm voice.

Paragon set down a jade slip and glanced at him with tired eyes. " Please tell me you're about to return to your post, Monarch."

Pef glanced to the side, where a mortal secretary was computing fast on some unfathomable device, which was likely a computer analogue. "You're promoted to Acting Monarch. I need my son for a while" he explained with wry tone, leaving a panicking man behind.

Patting the son on his shoulder, he kidnapped his kid into the inner world.

"Grandpa!" Paragon exclaimed happily and ran to hug Wix Xi with a glowing face.

"Hey there, young one. Welcome to hell..." Wix muttered in warning, and a glare towards the moon.

"Our fate is to suffer and die. Sacrifice and duty." Faith spoke with a calm tone, her words tangible and glowing golden.

Pef snorted and began pouring blood wine for his under leveled son. "Some pain builds character. But we'll leave the dying for our enemies." he explained in an amused tone, while offering a small cup to his son.

Cautiously, Paragon took a sip, then gulped the rest in awe. His cultivation grew almost at once, reaching Saint rank in a minute. "This...some kind of beast blood?" the boy asked in a thoughtful tone.

"It was a strong Godbeast. Found it taking bites from galaxies and decided to put it to better use." Pef said in a casual voice, then flicked an undiluted drop of blood to Paragon's mouth.

As expected, the boy had to be revived, but as a Tier 1 god. "A single drop of blood did more than thousands of years of cultivation?" Paragon muttered in confusion while staring at his hands in disbelief.

"We have a new visitor? Green hair too...so cute!" a young woman with fairy wings said with a curious voice, descending on the beach to stare at Paragon.

The boy stared at her and blinked. "Wings...are you an angel?" Paragon asked while blushing fiercely.

Mistly drank a gulp of blood wine then laughed in a crystalline voice. "Silly boy. Angels are not real!" she yelled as she dove into the sea.

In a minute, a fountain of sea water exploded upwards as the fairy ascended to Emperor rank, and began playing with her water domain.

"Happiness seems to help her. I wonder what could keep our fairy visitor happy?" Pef asked rhetorically and glanced at his son, who seemed to have found love at last.

Paragon nodded shyly and flew out to keep the fairy woman company.

"She seems a bit young for my grandson." Wix muttered a bit concerned.

"Misty is older than our homeworld, father. Not that you can tell." Pef said with a head shake and wry grin.

He stared at the moon for a few seconds.

"No! Not the moon again." Wix exclaimed in terror.

"Not the moon, of course. It is too close and too easy anyway. I'm making a neutron star. Til then, eat this!" Pef replied in a sagely tone, and took out the other Godbeast eye.

Meanwhile, he was collapsing a more distant star at the edge of his galaxy and waved away the supernova remnants. Easy to do in his inner world, where Pef had total control over everything, once he focused his attention.

Wix took the eye with both hands and examined it for a long minute, his eyes widening visibly. "Such powerful dao. Void, or more precisely distance, shape and gravity?" he asked to make sure.

Pef nodded and waited. Reason appeared beside him and observed as well, in silence.

Then Wix opened his mouth and ingested the beast eye, and fell into deep meditation. Around him, space began to distort and stretch, contending with Pef's ownership of the inner universe.

"How? Isn't this my world?" Pef muttered with a tiny bit of panic.

"The Heavenly Laws are not limited by your sky, silly Pef. They are the Heaven above that fake blue sky." Reason said sternly, then stepped forward to poke Wix in the forehead.

Golden waves radiated from the man's forehead, spreading out a hundred meters and calming the spatial distortions.

After a long wait, is father began glowing with sword intent, and a qi beam speared the moon, shattering it.

"One with Heavens. At last" Wix spoke in a satisfied tone and opened his eye, looking confident.

Pef sighed and waved him away, sending Wix next to the neutron star he just made. "Ten thousand qi swords. Then you'll reach One with the Void. And then we can begin."

A distant sob filled the void among the stars, as Wix began the long path to sword mastery.

Luckily for his father, Pef did provide more blood wine and his energy never ran out.

"There. It is done." Pef's avatar told Reason on the beach.

The armored woman nodded cautiously. "Not quite where I want him, but close enough. One year at this stage, then you may upgrade him to Tier 2."

Sighing inward, Pef nodded as well.

He found Paragon and Misty exchanging stories and feats, each boasting and exaggerating. Probably.

With a thin smile, Pef expelled them out, to allow the fairy to visit the planet with her new friend.

Then he drew on his Void powers and Blinked, rushing towards his last wife, Yuan.

The trip took only a day now, nearby galaxies being quite easy to reach since his Tier 4 rank and the increased Void enlightenment.

Yuan herself was busy incinerating a few moons.

He stopped beside her and waited while molten streams engulfed those moons.

'There're more rock worms out here.' the glove said with a warning tone.

Pef nodded to himself. 'I suspected something.'