The peak elder couldn't understand—how could a modest spiritual sect boast such grandeur? What did they eat to grow so bold? Dai Jun, standing at a distance, also felt puzzled. In his memory, the spiritual sect's master was always generous and courteous, warmly welcoming even ordinary disciples, let alone visiting masters. What had changed today? Even if the master himself had been negligent, couldn't his numerous disciples have been equally attentive? The peak elder had originally prepared a splendid entrance performance, only to find himself with no opportunity to showcase it—his sense of disappointment was immense. He truly grew furious: "How dare this spiritual sect! Are you all deaf? If so, then I shall not hesitate to wipe out the entire sect!" With that, he prepared to act. Dai Jun was terrified—should a whole sect be wiped out, it would indeed be a major event. But if you think about it, the Peak Elder is one of the most accomplished figures in the immortal cultivation world. Even if he were to engage in heavy combat, who would dare say anything against him—unless they simply wanted to prolong their own lives. With that thought, he felt much more at ease. At that moment, Qin, the young noble, emerged from the darkness, sneering, "What boastful old man are you? Your tone is quite grand—do you really think you're the boss?" The immovable elder, who had already prepared to strike, suddenly felt a desire to engage in a proper discussion. It had been many years since he last fought someone, and besides being excited, he also wanted to uphold the principle of showing courtesy before taking action. He withdrew his already-outstretched hand and asked with a clear voice, "Young man, who are you?" Qin smiled warmly, "I'm Qin Feng. And you?" "You're Qin Feng," the elder said, eyes narrowing, "It's you who killed my grandson, Dong Qiankun!" "Grandson? Grandson? "Qin was slightly taken aback: "What do you mean? Are you the grandfather of his grandfather? That's quite a mouthful. Just who exactly are you?" The ever-living elder declared with pride: "I am a Supreme True Person—call me the Supreme Elder. I am a junior disciple of the founder of the XIAOYAO Sect. Dong Guanqian is my grandson's grandson. Do you understand now?" Huh! I'm so smart—I surely must understand this. So, the grandfather of Dong Guanqian's senior advisor? That's outrageous! You must be older than a turtle. With genuine interest, Qin examined the elder from head to toe, then sneered, "You don't seem all that special. Are you absolutely certain you're the grandfather of Dong Guanqian's senior advisor? Old man, did you take your medicine before you left home?" The elder was furious: "Young man, you don't show the slightest respect for the elderly—especially since you're my enemy. Today, I'll certainly kill you to vent my anger!" "Qin gave his eyes a sharp glare. "I've heard this exact phrase countless times, but do you know what happens? I won't bother you guessing—just tell me. Anyone who says it ends up dead at my hands, and usually in a very惨 way!" The Immortal of Immortality chuckled heartily. "Young man, you're blowing your own trumpet too loudly. I believe you're taking advantage of others, but to have a Rank of Extinction at such a young age—this is something many people envy. Still, do you think you can stand up to someone at the peak of the Yuan Sheng period?" Qin Feng's heart sank instinctively. Yuan Sheng peak? Good heavens, that's incredible. Since he became a cultivator, the most powerful person he'd ever encountered was Qing Ya. Yet Qing Ya herself had stated that her strength equaled that of a Yuan Sheng peak cultivator, and that defeating someone at the Extinction level was as easy as crushing an ant. The key point was that Qin noticed she was exaggerating—she hadn't actually reached Yuan Sheng peak level. Yet standing before him was a master at the peak of the Yuan-Sheng stage—should they fight, the outcome would be certain. "You're quite impressive," he said, trying to remain composed. "The Master has been in seclusion for three hundred years; is it strange that he now possesses such strength? Young man, you are my enemy from the Xiao Yao Sect. Considering your youth and inexperience, I shall grant you the honor of a self-sacrificial duel—so that you may die with dignity!" "Hah! Truly comical—without showing any real strength, you expect to impress me?" Qin lightly scowled. In truth, he had already made up his mind to retreat. To stand against a Yuan-Sheng stage master head-on was something only a person with a woolly brain would do. "Then it seems I must demonstrate some real skill—after all, even a junior Jie-Mie stage disciple can now look down upon me." The old master raised his hand and declared firmly, "But should I choose to act, your form and spirit shall be utterly extinguished!" Not far away, Dai Jun was thrilled beyond words, eager to witness the true strength of the senior elder—an honor rarely bestowed upon anyone. As soon as the senior elder’s hands began to radiate subtle spiritual fluctuations, forming something resembling lightning, it rapidly expanded and surged toward Qin Shao. Boom—! A tremendous explosion erupted at Qin Feng’s standing position, sending out a powerful shockwave that swept across the scene. After the blast, nothing remained on the ground. The senior elder stared wide-eyed at that spot, her lips moving several times, yet unable to utter a sound. Behind her, Dai Jun shouted loudly, “Senior Elder, magnificent! In just one move, Qin Feng was completely obliterated—outstanding!” The immortal who never died blinked, somewhat doubtful, asking, “Did I actually kill him?” “Of course,” she replied, “with just one move, Qin Feng vanished entirely—how else could it be described than complete annihilation?” Dai Jun stepped forward on his flying sword, smiling warmly and said, "That man claims to be the very top of the cultivation world. He's been defeated by just one move—how could anyone else stand a chance? The Inspector General, no less, will surely fall to you as well!" The immortal chuckled, confident in having vanquished Qin Feng, and said, "Indeed. I'm a master at the peak of the Yuan Sheng stage. Defeating a young Ji Mi-level cultivator? That was child's play. Dai Jun, please immediately inform all the major sects and urge them to come to our Xiao Yao Sect. They must pay their respectful visits to me and bring sufficient gifts—otherwise, they'll be considered my rivals at the peak of the True Immortal stage!" Dai Jun nodded promptly, saying, "Rest assured. I'll spread this news swiftly throughout the entire cultivation world. From now on, you'll be the supreme leader of our cultivation realm. Anyone who dares to defy your orders will meet certain doom!" The immortal burst into hearty laughter, his image now comically humble. In the small pavilion, Qin Sha watched the image projected into the air, sighed, and said, "The rank is indeed high, but his brain isn't up to par. He's easily overwhelmed by a simple flattery, and can't even determine whether he's managed to defeat his opponent. With such intelligence, he wants to be the Grand Marshal? He's more like a cute little pig!" Ling Er murmured softly from behind, as if in a dream, "My bad husband, what are you saying? Why aren't you sleeping yet? Hurry up and go to sleep, I'm so tired!" "Yes, dear, I'll hold you while we sleep. Waaahahaha."