Even the deceased Lin Jiahao couldn't make sense of it—despite having firmly secured his position as head of the family, and despite the fact that the previous head, Lin Fenglei, had been scorned by all the members of the Lin family, he managed to reclaim the headship under these circumstances. All the clan members were stunned. Their expressions were varied—indeed, over these past days, everyone had accepted the benefits offered by Lin Jiahou and supported him as the head of the family, which was the wish of most. Yet this ranking incident made them realize that without a strong, capable head of household, the clan would struggle to gain respect from other cultivators. Some felt it was a pity—after all, Lin Jiahou had saved them in times of crisis, ensuring the Lin clan didn’t end up on the streets. They found Lin Fenglei’s actions somewhat excessive. However, the majority remained silent in frustration, for who could fight against such a powerful figure? As the saying goes, a true hero doesn’t always win what’s right in front of him. Clearly, Lin Fenglei had eliminated Lin Jiahou to send a message—like killing a chicken to show off to a monkey. At this moment, anyone who stepped up would inevitably become the next chicken. If he could remove the head of the family, what would stop others from following suit? Everyone understood this logic, so no one spoke up. Lin Fenglei was satisfied with the result—exactly as he had anticipated. All that mattered was that they were afraid to If this group really launches a full-scale assault, even if he is strong and powerful, he couldn't possibly kill everyone off, could he? While intimidation is indeed crucial, the true goal is to earn everyone's genuine respect and conviction. Clearing his throat, he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, let us all move past the past. I don't wish to speak of it anymore, nor do I want to hear you bring it up. From now on, I remain the head of the Lin family—do you all understand?" As he spoke, his gaze settled on a family member who held considerable influence within the Lin clan. That member quickly rose and replied, "Of course we understand. We fully support your return as head of the family!" "Haha," Lei Fenglei laughed. In the cultivation world, strength truly determines everything—everything else is just mere wind and cloud. Your Lin family may have spent countless resources to win over hearts and minds, yet in the end, wouldn't it still be the same—people drifting away like tea leaves when the host changes? He smiled for a long time, then said, "You needn't worry—what I say will definitely come true. When the Gathering of the Immortal Deities opens, the Lin family will surely rank among the top twenty!" As for why he was so confident, it was because he himself was the mastermind behind this arrangement. Through his connections with the committee members, he deliberately pushed the Lin family's ranking back, even hinting that the reason was the Lin family's lack of high-level talents. Since he could manage to secure a position at thirty-eighth, he was certainly capable of arranging it to rise into the top twenty—at the very least, he'd make it a solid second-tier family. The girls kept advancing, and now even Román, who had finally become a cultivator, possessed mid-grade Shen-Hun stage strength. Most of the others were already at the Shen-Hun stage, and it was expected that soon someone would break through into the Hua-Zhen stage. Indeed, just one hour later, Fang Fang made the first breakthrough into the Hua-Zhen stage, followed by Mei Hui, then Shu Ya Jing. When Fang Fang opened her eyes, Mei Hui on the opposite seat opened hers at the same time. Both were delighted. Mei Hui immediately made a gesture to silence herself, indicating that they should not disturb the other sisters. Qin Feng had never placed specific demands on them in terms of cultivation—only encouraging them to be diligent. The attainment of a certain level wasn't particularly important. It wasn't until they had been frequently interacting with the cultivation world that he began urging them to accelerate their progress. This was a proactive measure—neither expecting them to become exceptionally skilled nor requiring them to surpass others, merely ensuring they had the ability to protect themselves. The two women walked a bit further away. The beautiful assistant exclaimed excitedly, "What a feat! In just a few hours, she's advanced three levels in a row—it's absolutely incredible!" Mei Hui nodded in agreement, saying, "That's exactly why so many people are eager to secure this treasure. Fortunately, my husband acted promptly. From now on, we can visit here regularly to train, and perhaps we'll catch up with Xiao Feng in level soon!" Fang Fang was fully convinced and added, "We'll have to work even harder from now on. In the past, everyone was just a decorative figure—everything had to be handled personally by my husband. Once our sisters all reach their own levels and can take charge independently, they'll be able to assist him with various tasks!" Shu Jinghua, stepping forward with her long legs, said, "Me, Qingqing, and Manman have never been mere decorative figures. We've always been supporting our troublesome husband!" Mei Hui smiled and replied, "Of course—how could Qingqing, Manman, and I ever be just 'flower vases'?" At that moment, He Muqing also successfully reached the stage of Perfected Transformation, smiling as she walked over to say, "None of us are just decorative flowers. Huihui and Fangfang are pillars of the Da Qin Group, Si Si is both manager and actor at the film and television company, and all the other sisters take on their own responsibilities—so who could possibly be a mere flower?" Fangfang immediately changed her tone and added, "That's true—I oversimplified the issue. By the way, sisters, what do you think about what Xiao Feng will expect from us once we leave?" She meant that, now that their status had improved, they could be expected to carry out tasks that they once only dreamed of. However, the three women clearly misunderstood. Mei Hui blushed slightly and murmured, "What else could he possibly ask us to do? Surely, it'll be something unpleasant!" Shu Jinghua agreed, "Exactly. After all this time, he must be well-fed and full of energy—there's no shortage of things he can do!" "Leader added, 'That guy's always been saying, "Enjoy life once you've eaten and drunk your fill"—he's been sequestered for three days, so he's definitely been restless. Today, no one can stay out of it. He won't rest until we're all up and going, and he's not going to let us off easy!' Fang Mei blushed, 'Sisters, I didn't mean that—I think you misunderstood. But you're absolutely right. That bad husband must be waiting for us to leave. What should we do, then?'