After finishing with the equipment matters, Xiao Mo once again took stock of the territory's resources.
To upgrade from a mid-level Immortal-Demon Small City to a high-level one, it required seven million units of wood, five million units of stone, and two million units of iron essence.
With the current reserves in the Immortal-Demon Small City's warehouse, they were only short of seven hundred thousand units of wood and a little over a hundred thousand units of stone for the upgrade.
Therefore, the Immortal-Demon Small City was not far from being upgraded to a high-level small city.
Once the one hundred thousand sets of equipment obtained from the Elf Kingdom were sold, it would be time for the Immortal-Demon Small City to upgrade to a high-level small city.
The events of the past two days left Xiao Mo deeply impressed. It was no wonder people used to say war was the best time to get rich; it truly was.
After a war, the victorious side that suffered no losses would undoubtedly be swimming in riches, while the defeated side could very well be plunged into eternal damnation.
The Immortal-Demon Small City annihilated two kingdom-level forces in a single day, acquiring an immeasurable amount of materials and resources.
With such a record, the Immortal-Demon Small City was unique among the hundreds of thousands of territorial forces.
After all, other territorial forces, having developed to their current strength, did not dare to confront kingdom-level forces. Their development speed was simply too slow compared to Xiao Mo.
Currently, all billions of lords could only look up to Xiao Mo, only seeing his silhouette, and even that silhouette was very blurry.
Not long after the equipment was put on the shelves, the ten cocoons of light beneath the Immortal-Demon Double Statue finally showed some signs of movement.
However, what Xiao Mo had hoped for did not occur.
He had hoped for another evolution like the last time, where ten cocoons would fuse into one. That way, the success rate of the evolved Immortal-Demon soldiers would be higher, and the quality of their evolution would be superior.
Still, Xiao Mo was not disappointed by this, as such an event was rare and unpredictable, and there was no need to be overly fixated on it.
Perhaps, the fusion situation last time was itself an anomaly, and the probability of such an occurrence was relatively low.
With these thoughts in mind, Xiao Mo no longer dwelled on it and patiently waited for the ten Immortal-Demon soldiers to finish evolving.
Soon, cracks appeared on the surface of the ten cocoons. As the cracks gradually spread, endless light emanated from them, along with a surging and mighty aura.
This aura was half an extremely sacred immortal spiritual energy and the other half a nine nether energy filled with chilling killing intent.
Sensing this aura, a smile instantly appeared on Xiao Mo's face, and he felt a sense of relief.
All five Immortal race soldiers and five Demon race soldiers had successfully evolved!
As the cocoons shattered, ten Immortal-Demon soldiers flew to Xiao Mo's side in unison and respectfully knelt on one knee, saying, "Greetings, my Lord. We have not failed in our mission!"
At the same time, the Immortal-Demon soldiers who had been observing from the side, led by Xian Qing'er and Mo Wuxin, also gathered around, congratulating their comrades on their success.
Xiao Mo checked their conditions and found that although they had all evolved successfully, with Xuan-tier warriors evolving to Di-tier generals, and Di-tier generals evolving to Tian-tier commanders, none of them had achieved super evolution.
Xiao Mo was still somewhat disappointed by this, as many evolutions had not resulted in super evolution. The last super evolution had occurred with Xian Qing'er.
However, Xiao Mo did not feel dissatisfied. For any soldier evolution, success itself was a matter of luck, and there was no need to force too much.
No matter what, taking things as they come and viewing them with a normal mindset was the best approach. What was meant to be would come, even if late, and what was not meant to be would be useless no matter how hard one tried; this was the principle of non-contention.
In this evolution, Xian Meng'er had the greatest advancement in strength. Originally at the peak of Jun-tier, her strength directly soared to the Half-Saint tier after successfully evolving to Tian-tier commander, and she could break through to Saint-tier at any moment.
Xiao Mo nodded in satisfaction at this, feeling very pleased.
After all, Xian Meng'er was the first Xuan-tier warrior he had reincarnated. It was impossible to say he had no feelings for her after all this time.
Moreover, Xian Meng'er was extremely beautiful, possessing a masculine beauty that many women lacked, as if she were born to be a female general, with a spirit that rivaled any man.
"Meng'er, congratulations on achieving your wish!" Xiao Mo walked to Xian Meng'er's side and congratulated her with a smile.
Xian Meng'er smiled gently, her eyes showing a hint of gratitude, "Thank you, Master!"
However, vaguely, Xiao Mo seemed to sense something different in Xian Meng'er's eyes, a hint of affection.
At this thought, Xiao Mo couldn't help but freeze slightly, his gaze involuntarily falling upon Xian Meng'er.
With her strength reaching the Half-Saint level, Xian Meng'er's demeanor was naturally extraordinary. Her figure alone could overshadow most of the female Immortal-Demons present.
She was curvaceous where she needed to be, with a height of about 1.72 meters, her figure perfectly proportional.
Her golden armor only covered half of her thighs, leaving the other half and her entire lower legs bare. Her legs were straight and slender, making Xiao Mo's mouth water.
Most importantly, her skin was not fair but not dark either, possessing a unique wheat complexion. Her waist was cinched by the armor, making it look incredibly slender, and Xiao Mo felt he could grasp it with one hand.
What made Xiao Mo's blood boil the most was the prominent part beneath the armor; these peaks were arguably the most shapely in the entire Immortal-Demon Small City.
Xiao Mo made a mental estimation, then tested it with his hands in his mind, and a size popped into his head – 36F…
Thinking of this, Xiao Mo felt a tickle in his heart. After all, they were all his subordinate soldiers, and he had developed feelings for them. Wouldn't it be a waste not to have them?
Xiao Mo felt an urge to go up and embrace Xian Meng'er, but fortunately, he immediately realized the occasion and reined in his thoughts, then scanned the other nine Immortal-Demon soldiers one by one.
Seeing the strength of the other nine Immortal-Demon soldiers, Xiao Mo became greatly excited. This time, five more Half-Saint tier Immortal-Demon soldiers had appeared.
This meant that the Immortal-Demon Small City could potentially have five more Saint-tier powerhouses at any moment. This would require a reassessment of the Immortal-Demon Small City's strength.
After all, those were Saint-tier powerhouses who wielded the power of rules, the strongest rank below the Divine tier.
If these five could reach the Saint-tier, then combined with Xian Qing'er and Mu Ya, the Immortal-Demon Small City would have a total of seven Saint-tier powerhouses. Such strength would be enough to sweep through any region of this world outside the central area.
After finishing all the tasks, Xiao Mo grinned and returned to his bedroom, feeling indescribably excited.
After browsing the [World Chat Channel] and finding nothing interesting, Xiao Mo closed the information interface and was about to summon Xian Qing'er and Mu Ya when he saw a tall figure walk in through the door.
The golden armor on that figure gradually disappeared as she walked gracefully, soon leaving her completely unclothed.
Who else could this figure be but Xian Meng'er?