The Dong Guanqun and the Pi Miao True Person both grew furious, ignoring Qin Feng entirely due to the weak and ineffective nature of his attacks. This was exactly the result Qin Feng had hoped for. If both of them had been more strategic, they should have teamed up to drive him out and then settled their rivalry one-on-one. Qin Feng had only suggested a group assault at the very start—not to give them time to carefully consider the move—because he knew that if they had reflected on it, they would have understood the logic. Unfortunately, their mutual animosity had already clouded their judgment, and their only thought was to swiftly defeat each of them first, then easily take down Qin Feng. Below, He Muqing grasped the key point and smiled, "This guy is truly clever—he'll be able to reap the benefits when both of them are exhausted!" "Indeed," Lin Caivé also realized. Ling'er immediately raised her hand, "What does that mean? Tell me!" Both women fell silent, adopting a determined air as if they were determined to keep the secret until the end—no matter what, for if the two upper-level figures heard, they might well unite to attack Qin Feng. The cheers rose one after another, as though an invisible hand were pushing Dong Qiankun and the Immortal of Elegance ever more fiercely into battle, until they were nearly driven to their limits—after all, they were of equal rank and evenly matched. As time passed, both sustained injuries of varying degrees, yet neither cared, continuing to fight fiercely. Eventually, their spiritual energies dwindled, yet they still clung on, as if they had completely forgotten about the massive threat looming beside them. At this point, some of the lower-ranking spectators finally realized and began loudly reminding them. The two suddenly snapped to attention, but it was too late—when they turned to look at Qin Feng, they found him in peak condition, while their own spiritual energies were nearly depleted. The rest of the events were now certain. Though it's true that a dying camel is larger than a horse, who could guarantee that this camel was any better at running than a horse? Thud... thud... thud... Two towering figures in the cultivation world were effortlessly knocked down by Qin's young prodigy. The scene left everyone stunned. Ling clapped her hands excitedly, saying, "I get it now! The big bad guy has played a masterstroke—'the fisherman reaping the benefits'—what a clever move!" This girl reaches Einstein-level intelligence when she's bright, yet becomes as silly as a teenage girl when she's off her game—so utterly unpredictable. Qin smiled gently and said to the two fallen elders, "I'm sorry, actually I didn't mean to do it on purpose. I had hoped that once the outcome was decided, I would simply be the one defeated. But as it turned out, the two of you kept fighting without end, and I simply couldn't bear the thought of both of you suffering a mutual defeat. So I had no choice but to step in and defeat you both. People often say that the body is the foundation of revolution—never sacrifice your health for things beyond your control!" The words sounded so polished and dignified, as if he had not only gained the upper hand but had also taken the time to display his grace. The two elders were nearly furious. Just yesterday, they had been mocking the Fire God elder for his unexpected collapse in the midst of a minor setback. Now it was their turn—and not just one, but two major vessels had capsized at once, all due to a mere small obstacle. Who could they turn to for justice? Yet, given how far things had progressed, as a towering figure in the cultivation world, they had no choice but to show magnanimity. That, truly, was the most heartbreaking situation of all. Dong G-quan struggled to stand up, forcing a smile: "Indeed, the rising generation is impressive. With a prodigy like Qin Master in the cultivation world, we have no worries at all. Let's give him a round of applause!" Chao Miao Master also rose, adding in agreement: "Exactly. With such outstanding talents, how could the cultivation world fail to thrive?" Yet both felt deeply dissatisfied. Having done so much, they ended up merely serving as the backdrop for others' triumphs. If only they had known it would turn out this way, they would have rather fought a fierce battle underground back then—perhaps they could have even secured the Lotus Platform themselves. Several disciples from the Xiaoyao Sect stared in disbelief. They had come dressed in full regalia, ready to carry the Lotus Platform away, only to return empty-handed. Qin Feng smiled warmly at the encouragement from everyone, then turned directly to Dong Master, straightforwardly saying: "Dong Master, where is my Lotus Platform? Haven't you already brought it back to your bedroom? That simply won't do!" Dong Gqian's face tightened. He thought, back then, he truly had that intention—only he hadn't followed through due to face pressure; otherwise, he'd have truly embarrassed himself. With a composed tone, he said, "How could that be? If it's an unclaimed object, how could I possibly move it into my own room? The Lotus Platform is right beneath our feet—please all make way!" He Muqing gently moved Lin Caiwei's elbow and whispered, "I think something bad is going to happen. Xiao Feng once said he'd give the Lotus Platform to Ling'er—though at the time it was just a joke. But he's always been so imaginative; maybe he'll actually do it!" Only they two didn't place much importance on the Lotus Platform, since they already had better lotus flowers. On stage, Qin Sha walked over to the Lotus Platform, reached out to stroke it, and murmured to himself, "It truly comes true—what's meant for me will always be mine, no matter how hard others try to take it!" Dong Qiankun and Piao Miao True Man had both turned red with embarrassment—the Lotus Platform had been forcefully taken from Qin Feng's hands, only to return now to its original owner. If they had known it would end up this way, why had they put in so much effort? Qin Feng suddenly raised his head and asked, "You both say so? The two Masters!" "This...," Dong Qiankun chuckled awkwardly, "destined things—indeed, no one can take them away. Hehe..." This boy was absolutely intentional; otherwise, it wasn't his style at all. While everyone was celebrating, he turned back to Ling'er, whose eyes sparkled with wonder, and called out, "Little sister, how about it? Have you got the item now? Why are you still standing there? Come on, take it—starting from now, it's yours!" Everyone stared in disbelief—wasn't this a bit too casual? "Really... really for me," Ling'er said, placing her hands gently on her chest, looking utterly endearing. "Of course. Promises must be kept—that's the very minimum a man should do. Unlike certain people who only boast about how they'll always treat me well—how ridiculous!" He said with a mocking tone.