When Fang Jian led 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals into the North Heaven Gate, almost all the immortal officials below the fourth rank in the entire Heavenly Court came to the North Heaven Gate to visit.
Led by Taixuan Envoy Pinghan Zhenren, Fang Jian went straight into the North Heaven Gate. When he appeared in the sight of those immortal officials, those young immortal officials suddenly burst into cheers.
"Look, Master Hongqing!"
Among the immortal officials, a cute and lovely girl wearing the robes of a fifth-rank immortal official from Taixuan Province pointed at Fang Jian and said, "I know Master Hongqing!"
Her face was flushed, and like the young immortal officials around her, she was full of admiration and worship for Fang Jian.
This girl was Yi Huan. Beside Yi Huan was a woman also wearing the robes of a fifth-rank immortal official. She was tall, mature, and beautiful. Her large, watery eyes stared straight at Fang Jian in the distance as she muttered to herself, "I wish I could become Master Hong Qing's disciple! Or... even work under him!"
Fang Jian and the 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals, like the group of Yisheng Zhenjun who had returned earlier, were welcomed like heroes by the grassroots immortal officials of the Heavenly Court.
Those Golden Immortals of the Demon Race and the 300,000 Demon Race Heavenly Soldiers had never had such a feeling before. They had never dared to dream that they would receive such treatment in Heaven.
For a moment, both the eighty-three golden immortals and the three hundred thousand heavenly soldiers were feeling a little elated. They walked on the imperial street of the heaven, which was covered with rosy clouds and light, and everyone was intoxicated.
Only Fang Jian, who was walking side by side with Taixuan Envoy Pinghan Zhenren, could hear the noise around him. He frowned slightly and said, "It's too noisy."
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