?Reading on phone Shuy雅 glanced at Fang Fang and sighed, "What can we do? Can we really just stay here and not go out? That wouldn't work at all. Once Xiao Feng finds out, our fate will surely be even worse!" "Exactly," He Muqing added, "And he'll surely use at least several methods—like even giving us a good 'butt-punch'—to punish us. Staying hidden and refusing to come out is definitely a losing strategy!" Mei Hui suggested, "Then why don't we go out now? We don't want Xiao Feng to finally burst with frustration and come in to bother the other sisters!" "Agreed," Fang Fang said, holding her fist with confidence, "We'll take it one by one. We simply won't believe we can't take him down. Even if things don't go smoothly, we have so many of us, while he only has one!" The three women looked at her, but didn't display any visible confidence, for the so-called "relay strategy" had been tried by them time and again—without ever achieving a victory. No matter what, the sisters' status has clearly improved, and their combat strength should have risen accordingly. After the fourth girl arrived, Qin Shao had been waiting patiently, and soon grew restless—right away, he embraced Shu Ya Jing and went straight to bed. Seeing this, Mei Hui and the others hurried to the kitchen to find something to eat, knowing that what lay ahead would be physically demanding. Without a full meal and proper nourishment, how could they possibly endure it? Poor Jing Jing—she would have to face her husband's first wave of attacks while still hungry. We'll pray for her. Soon, the sound of melodious, enchanting cries filled the room, as the girls took turns joining in. The achievements they had made in the small steaming vessel were further solidified during this deep, intimate practice. Thus, what began as a prolonged and intense session of lovemaking lasted from midnight until dawn, and Qin Shao grew stronger with each passing moment, ultimately conquering each of them one by one. Since the group was heading to the Gathering of the Immortal Deities soon, the only companions accompanying him were Lin Caivéi and He Muqing. The other women had to remain at home, each taking up their respective duties. While he enjoyed being a hands-off kind of person, that didn’t mean he expected everyone around him to be equally hands-off. The last one to be convinced was Su Wu. As she was the last to emerge from the Small Cauldron, she felt particularly frustrated that her sisters were upgrading faster than she was, so she sought to compensate in other ways. She gave it her all, persisting for over two hours until she finally grew so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep—only then did she agree to stop. Qin Shao was drenched in sweat, cradling Su’s graceful body, and drifted off to sleep. He slept through the entire night, waking only at nine o’clock in the evening the next day. … The Imperial Capital, the Supreme Military Committee. Feng Qingtian sat in the leading seat, wearing a well-pressed military uniform with three gold stars on his shoulders symbolizing his rank as a full general. His expression was calm and composed. Anyone seated in this "General Wei, we've just received word that those people plan to hold a major gathering," said an elder of equal rank. "This has never happened before in all these years—will there be any chaos?" Within the military of the Chinese nation, only the individuals present here are aware of the existence of cultivators. Of course, figures like He Zhengjun can also access this information, but they must keep it strictly confidential and are not eligible to participate in such gatherings. For years, cultivators have been the military's most feared force. The decision to involve them and integrate them into military operations was originally conceived by these few leaders, driven by a sudden burst of enthusiasm. After all, cultivators possess extraordinary abilities surpassing ordinary people—those at a certain level are completely unafraid of modern weapons like aircraft and artillery, and it's reportedly quite common among them. Should these cultivators initiate any disturbances, even the most capable military forces dispatched by the military would likely be powerless. Everyone looked visibly serious. Didn't the cultivators value simplicity and detachment? When had they ever become interested in gatherings? Wei Qingtian smiled, speaking with ease. "Don't worry too much—there's nothing major going on. As far as I know, it's because a precious artifact has been discovered in the cultivation world, and they now wish to hold a gathering to determine its ownership." Qin Feng had already coordinated with him and openly shared the origin of the artifact. Wei Qingtian remained calm about the matter. It was true that national ownership of resources was a sound principle, but cultivators consistently refused to accept legal constraints. In fact, compared to the current government, they had long been the original inhabitants of this land, dating back thousands of years. Therefore, even if their actions affected national interests, the senior figures would simply choose to look the other way. The admiral who just spoke not only failed to ease his concerns but actually felt even more worried: "Will they end up clashing? Where exactly will the gathering take place? Could this disrupt our harmonious society? That's crucial!" The elder replied: "The gathering will be held on a small island in the South China Sea. Please rest assured—this island has never appeared on any maps, and even the most advanced reconnaissance satellites cannot pinpoint its exact location. As for whether they'll clash, we can't guarantee that. But even if they do, what then? The island is over three hundred nautical miles from the nearest coastline, and even a nuclear explosion wouldn't reach our territory!" The weight of their concerns finally lifted. Another admiral then asked: "Comrade Wei, I heard your grandson-in-law will also be attending the gathering—is that correct?" "Grandfather insisted, 'Not only my grandson-in-law, but also my granddaughter will be participating—this time as a cultivator. If you'd like to know the inside story, simply come to me. It's precisely because of these two that I'm confident everything will go smoothly. Little Feng has pledged to do everything in his power to recover the treasure. Of course, this item doesn't need to be submitted to the state—it's his personal achievement, his private possession!' Grandfather spoke warmly to his future son-in-law. If it were anyone else, it would certainly have been considered state property, mandatory for submission. Everyone nodded in agreement, their admiration clearly evident. Though all present were high-ranking generals, cultivators remained in their hearts a lofty class—something they only looked up to, much like ordinary citizens look up to their leaders." Moreover, two of the relatives in Wei Chairman's family are cultivators, both of whom are his younger relatives. When they meet, they don't have to bow and scrape—they can even show off the dignity of an elder, something no one else could imagine. It's said that his daughter-in-law, a cultivator of exceptional rank, is considered a top figure even within the cultivation world. That means, when Qin Feng shows respect, other cultivators must also give him their due. What a feat for Wei Senior!