More and more people are supporting Qin Feng, their voices drowning out those of the Tongtian Sect disciples. Dong Qiankun first exchanged a glance with the Fire God Elder, then nodded simultaneously to the Piao Miao True Person. These two are seasoned players—though they deeply agree with Qin Feng's victory, they won't make a move just yet, lest they offend the Tongtian Sect. For the first time, the Piao Miao True Person feels that being a host has been a mistake. While others can remain neutral, he himself cannot. Glancing down at the wan-looking elder, he cleared his throat and announced, "In this match, Master Qin of the Lingmiao Sect has won!" "Great! We've won!" Lin Caivie shouted enthusiastically. "We've won! We've won!" Ling was also inspired and joined in. Indeed, this girl has no care in the world—she's so constantly in the spotlight that even the Master of Tongling Sect would rather avoid being with her. Qin smiled warmly and bowed respectfully to the缥缈 True Person: "Thank you so much for your fair and impartial judgment!" The缥缈 True Person gave a symbolic bow and hummed, "Congratulations, Qin Master—your successful advancement to the third match!" Only then did Qin Feng withdraw his flying sword and turned to the elderly man, who looked rather defeated, saying, "I yield. Since the outcome has been decided, I believe both of you are willing to accept it!" The master of the Tongtian Sect, naturally, was not satisfied, but the situation had already become settled—having been knocked down just now was already a source of embarrassment. If he now raised further objections, it would truly be a blow to his dignity. With a stern face, he suppressed his rising frustration and said, "Thank you, Qin Master, for the excellent demonstration—I'll keep this in mind and will surely repay you in good time!" Qin Feng responded firmly, "We're delighted to hear that!" With a cheerful smile, he leapt down from the stage and headed toward Ling'er. Ling'er jumped back in surprise, retreating two steps—her original spot had now been taken over by Qin Feng, who immediately opened his Ling'er only then realized that the others weren't doing it for her, but for He Muqing and Lin Caiwei—she felt instantly played for a fool, her little mouth now pouting high. The match was supposed to continue until at least a top-three finish was determined, but the audience felt that keeping it going like this would be dull. They preferred to change the format. Honestly, in a competition where the one with the strongest punch wins, there's little excitement—everyone can predict the winner from the start, and there's hardly any suspense. With no real surprises, the contestants who haven't made it to the podium naturally began to show their discontent. According to the original plan, the one with the strongest punch would claim the lotus platform, and based on their rankings, Dong Guanqin, the Fire God Elder, and the Immortal of the Misty Heights were the clear favorites. It would take some fierce competition to determine which of these three would ultimately prevail. Under pressure from the audience, the organizing committee had to make a change: for the next match, each sect would send one representative instead of its own champion, and only the winners would advance to the top three. To ensure fairness, the drawing of representatives would be conducted by the audience themselves. As a result, the Tonglin Sect and the Lingmiao Sect were indeed paired together, and the young junior sister immediately declared that regardless of whether her opponent was Muqing or Lin Caiwei, she would simply surrender. Unfortunately, the Xiaoyao Sect and the Huashen Sect drew together, meaning that between Dong Qinkuan and the Huashen Elder, one of them would surely be eliminated from the top three. Both sects sent their most capable disciples, and after a series of intense battles that left the sky dark and the earth shaken, the Xiaoyao Sect under Dong Qinkuan emerged victorious. The Huashen Elder was so furious that he nearly screamed, almost deciding to completely disable his defeated disciple, only holding back due to the fact that his disciple was already severely injured. Thus, the Huashen Elder became the first to be excluded from the core circle of the final three. Qin Feng's Lingmiao Sect truly emerged as an underdog, and the飘渺 True Person advanced safely, securing the final three. Since it was now late in the day, someone proposed postponing the final match until the next day, a suggestion that received unanimous approval. Camp after camp lit up, and the fragrances of grilled meats and various delicacies began to spread throughout the area. At Lingmiao's camp, Qin Master was personally grilling a deer—wild-hunted together with Su Wu in Europe last year, a truly wild specimen, never artificially raised, free from any hormones. Ling'er and the Master of the Spirit-Connected Sect were invited to join in the grilled meat feast, while the rest of the disciples remained sadly behind, eating their grilled lamb skewers at their own tents. Due to years of ecological degradation, wild game had become increasingly scarce, and even the cultivation sects had been affected—Ling'er, up to this point, had only tasted grilled wild rabbits and stewed wild boars, and had never before eaten wild deer meat. Watching the meat turn golden brown, she couldn't help but keep swallowing, one after another, until finally, she couldn't hold it any longer and asked, "Big bad guy, when exactly can we have it?" "How could you not be hungry? "Qin Shao smiled cheerfully and said, 'Don't worry, the outside is perfectly roasted, but the inside is still a bit underdone. Just wait a little longer!' Lin Caivé walked over and said, 'Why don't you cut off a piece of the outside and serve it to Ling'er? She's definitely hungry!' 'Yes, she's starved!' Ling'er nodded enthusiastically. 'But she just called me a big bad guy,' Qin Shao said with a hint of displeasure. Ling'er quickly changed her tone: 'Big Bad Guy Brother, like this, isn't that better? Can you really expect me to call you Brother directly? Absolutely not! Absolutely not!' Well, being a Big Bad Guy Brother is certainly better than just a Big Bad Guy—there's definitely progress! He smiled and cheerfully cut off a piece from the front leg, placing it in a plate and handing it to her: 'Go on, eat quickly, but don't fill up too much—there's something even better coming next!' 'Yes, I'll eat with Qingqing and Weiwéi,' Ling'er said happily, waving her hands and jumping around excitedly. The Master of Tongling blushed slightly and said, "Ling'er is just a child who never grows up. Qin Xiao-you don't need to mind at all!" "Ah, how could I not? Ling'er is so pure and genuine—I already love her more than I can say!" He felt it would be wise to sweeten the deal, so he reached into his meditation belt and tossed a pot of wine over to the old man, saying, "Have a taste first—see if you like it!"