Isabella flew out the window, immediately capturing the attention of five cultivation masters. The five intended to adopt a diplomatic approach—should the other side choose to surrender outright, they would avoid conflict altogether, which would surely be a win. Yet they hadn't anticipated Qin Feng's arrival, who quietly materialized behind one of them. Isabella's expression revealed a thoughtful smile, leading the others to believe she truly intended to surrender. One of them spoke, "Foreigner, we have no interest in your presence within the Chinese realm. As long as you agree to leave and cease your association with Qin Feng, the cultivation world will treat you with leniency." The female officer's smile grew even more radiant, saying, "What if I refuse?" "Then you'll only meet your end. We strongly urge you to reconsider—facing five cultivation masters, you're certain to perish today." Another voice replied, gritting their teeth. "Indeed? Are you absolutely certain it's five of you?" "Of course, are you mad? Count it yourself!" Thud... Ah! A piercing cry as the senior master from the northeast was sent flying by Qin Da-Shao's single punch. His spiritual shield shattered instantly under the impact, and he spewed blood, plummeting straight to the ground. Most critical of all, Qin Da-Shao targeted his Dan Tian—the very core of a cultivator's strength and also the most vulnerable point. Once the Dan Tian is compromised, the victim is almost certain to suffer complete physical and spiritual annihilation. The man receiving the blow should be grateful that he is a master of the Ji-Mie stage; otherwise, even if he doesn't die immediately, he would not survive beyond three months. Even at this stage, his Dan Tian has suffered severe damage and will take at least three to five years to heal. "Qin Feng!" someone shouted in frustration. Now that he's finally being recognized, it's too late—watch out! Crack... whoosh... Several lightning bolts and fire dragons launched untargeted assaults against the four defenders, quickly ensnaring them in a dense web of fire and thunder. Isabel seized the opportunity to launch an attack, dodging a flying sword and swiftly closing the distance to its wielder, inserting her dagger into his chest before he could react. Given the relatively close match in strength between the two sides, with Qin Feng and Isabel clearly holding the upper hand, their magical shields proved especially vulnerable under the pressure of close-range attacks. The dagger, Saravel, carried a potent toxin—while not immediately lethal to high-level cultivators, it caused significant discomfort, notably slowing their movements, which created favorable conditions for subsequent assaults. Though Isabel and Qin Feng held the advantage, the enemy's strength lay in their numbers; even if they were five masters of the Extinction Stage, they would have to deal with them one by one, like five pigs. As the combat grew fiercer and more intense, the battlefield gradually stretched farther and farther from the hotel. Zhou Muzi remained pressed against the window, her eyes filled with admiration, saying, "Wu Wu, when will we ever be as skilled as Sha Sha, always staying close to our husband and never worrying about falling behind?" Su Wu gently patted her shoulder and said, "Soon! We've only been involved in cultivation for a short while, yet we've already become accomplished practitioners. In no time, we'll become our husband's trusted allies!" "Agreed!" The young girl nodded enthusiastically, her confidence soaring instantly. At that moment, a figure soared toward them. Su Wu spoke with a serious tone, "Unfortunate—our opponents still have more tricks up their sleeves. Xiao Feng and Sha Sha might have been lured away by a diversion!" "These people are indeed cunning. But they certainly didn't expect that there are also accomplished practitioners within the room. Wu Wu, what is your opponent's level?" Zhou Muzi had already begun to warm up, her hands and arms ready. Su Wu observed carefully and said, "The Hua Zhen stage—about the same as ours!" "That's good. With us two against one, we'll definitely win." The young girl eagerly summoned her flying sword and prepared to rush out. Su Wu didn't stop her, but turned to give a brief instruction: "Qingzi, take care of yourself. We'll handle getting the others away!" "Alright, go ahead and fight—you're all safe with us." Qingzi replied softly. At the same stage of cultivation, facing two opponents, one naturally didn't have the upper hand. Moreover, having spent a long time following Qin Feng, the two female rivals had mastered his tactics—his ambushes and distractions—so well that as soon as the battle began, they immediately gained the initiative. A deluge of incantations, spells, and flying swords poured over them. Seeing the situation deteriorating, the opponent took off in a hurry. "Chase him," Su Wu called out, "until he's so beaten that even his mother can't recognize him!" Zhou Muzi responded with action, stepping forward to pursue him immediately. By the window, Genji Kiyoko watched her two sisters receding into the distance, murmuring with admiration, "True masters of cultivation are indeed remarkable—my sisters are far stronger than I am. I must make it a point to become a cultivator too. Definitely!" Not far from the hotel, a stealthy figure appeared. It's Ma Yinghong. The events just now are vivid in his memory; he sighs, patting his chest and says, "Well, I managed to stay calm—otherwise, it would have been my turn to suffer. I never thought that the people around Qin Feng were so formidable! It's said that Qin Feng has about a dozen female companions. If all of them were at the Hua Zhen level, the Ling Miao Sect could easily rank among the top five sects in the cultivation world, despite their relatively small total numbers. After observing carefully, he's certain there are no cultivators on the upper floor. Now, he leaps out, fists clenched, and declares, "The mantis captures the cicada, but the oriole waits in the background—finally, it's my time to shine!" With his feet planted on flying swords, he swiftly reaches the parallel height of the business suite. The woman, Qing Zi, is startled by the sudden appearance, instinctively stepping back until her legs are blocked by the side of the sofa. Ma Yinghong smiled happily, saying, "As I expected, the only person who isn't a cultivator is still here. You're Qin Feng's girlfriend, aren't you? More precisely, one of his girlfriends!" While trying to conceal her fear, Qingzi replied, "Since you know my identity, I urge you not to make a move—Qin Feng won't forgive you!" "Hahahaha, he won't be able to return anytime soon," Ma Yinghong said with a grim smile. "Your other two companions have also been diverted. Now, I can do as I please, right? When Qin Feng finds out, you'll already be my hostage—don't you think he'll give in?" Qingzi then picked up a vase from the side table and hurled it toward Ma Yinghong.