The people of the Xiao Yao Pai have a solid understanding of array techniques. Dong Gengquan nearly succeeded in unraveling the Mist Array back then, and the peak-level cultivator is even more proficient—he immediately spotted the flaw in the array. With a relaxed expression, the Eighty Electronic Book landed gracefully and smiled to himself, saying, "No matter how refined the array, it won't be able to stop the steps of our Grand Master!" Within the Mist Array, Qingya expressed her concern, asking, "Qin Feng, is this really reliable? I just can't help but feel that he's so confident!" Qin, smiling cheerfully, replied, "Of course not a problem—aren't you worried he'll make it through? That's exactly what I need. If he can't get in, how will our next act unfold?" Then, he unfolded his right hand, placing a yellow pill in his palm. "What is this?" the beautiful Inspector asked, puzzled. "Who cares what it is—just swallow it!" Qin didn't want to explain further. "Swallow it?" "The beautiful woman narrowed her eyes: 'What if it's poison? Or even worse—something stronger than poison? Then wouldn't I be in serious trouble?' He smiled sadly: 'I tell you, sister, you really are sharp. What time is it now? Do I have the heart to serve you poison? If I poison you, I can handle the immortal on my own. The one I'm expecting is already on his way. Do I have time to spend intimate moments with you? Let me be honest—this is the antidote, so you don't get caught in the crossfire too!' The woman blushed: 'How could you have left it so vague!' 'Hmph. Why should I explain it so clearly? If you don't take it, then you're just being stubborn—good intentions turned into horse liver!' Qin said with a sigh. She snatched the pill from him and tossed it directly into her mouth, swallowing it while saying: 'Of course I'll take it—what kind of fool wouldn't?' During their conversation, the immortal had already located the vital point. He smiled calmly, raised his right hand into a fist, and then firmly slammed it into the ground." Boom… After the tremendous crash, the originally dense mist thinned out, though it still somewhat obstructed the view, it was now possible to clearly see what was happening in the valley. Qin Feng immediately turned his back to the mist and shouted to Qingya, "Don't worry—old man, he absolutely can't get through. We're safe right here. Why don't we go in and have a drink, chat a bit? I've got quite a few fine wines saved up!" "What kind of wine do you want to serve? I think you're trying to knock me out and have some hidden intentions..." Qingya's eyes widened in surprise. "Absolutely not! What are you looking at? I really have no such intentions!" Qin quickly explained. "Wait a minute—how did the mist thin out? There's a person inside, a peak-level True Person. You said we were safe, didn't you?" "Wait, what?" Qin Feng turned around with a very exaggerated expression of shock, shouting, "How could the immortal even get through? We should be running now!" "Running where? You're all going to die today." "At the peak of his prowess, a figure leapt forth from the mist, declaring with fiery resolve, 'Young man, don't be overly reliant on formations—there's not a single one I can't unravel!' The two exchanged glances and simultaneously summoned their flying swords, readying themselves for battle. 'Hah! Though your actions may seem unwise, they still command my respect,' the immortal said with pride. 'If you'd only surrender gracefully and willingly become my wife, the Grand Marshal will not only spare your life, but ensure you enjoy abundance and prosperity!' He spoke directly to Qingya. Even after five centuries of life, the ancient being couldn't help but feel tender when addressing a beautiful woman. Qingya managed to squeeze out a few words through clenched teeth: 'Dream on—today, either you die or I do!' Qin, at an inopportune moment, added, 'And what about me?' The immortal sniffed, looking down at him with disdain, 'You must die—no matter how many times you kneel before me and call me Grandpa, I won't spare you!' "Alright," Qin Sha said with a cheerful smile, "if you'll kneel before me and call me Grandpa, I'll consider letting you off the hook!" "Boy, you're dead meat!" he roared, drawing out a spindle-shaped artifact to make a move—only to suddenly pause, his steps faltering, a sense of foreboding rising within him. He felt dizzy, and increasingly irritable. The "spindle" seemed to swirl in his hands, as though it no longer obeyed his will. What was going on? Qin Feng and Qingya exchanged a glance, both realizing at once that this was clearly the effect of the medicine taking hold. Since Qin Sha had turned his back on the misty array, they had quietly poured out two powders of poison, letting them drift into the air. The colorless, odorless toxins had already been inhaled by the immortal in substantial amounts. He shook his head vigorously, trying to regain clarity, but the feeling of heaviness in his head only intensified, and double images began to appear before him. Without hesitation, he slapped his palm firmly against his forehead, and the double images vanished instantly. "You two," he exclaimed, "have res "He shouted loudly, though he wasn't entirely sure what was happening to himself, but it was easy to imagine the scene of the Xiaoyao Sect's entire family being wiped out—clearly, the opponent was a master of poison." "Now I understand," Qin Shao smiled with deep intention. "You allow us to take advantage of our size, yet you won't permit us to use a few special tactics? The peak elder, today at this very hour, will be your funeral day. Only that no one will burn incense or paper for you—so go ahead and rest peacefully!" With that, he gave the young female inspector a meaningful glance. "Qingya raised an eyebrow. 'Why me? The kind of thing that involves defeating a fallen opponent is more suited to you!' Qin Shao darkened his face. 'You're truly modest. This credit, then, I'm giving you—after all, as a deputy, it's rather unkind to compete with the leader for recognition. I'm a decent man, and I wouldn't do that!' 'You, then!' 'I'm too junior, I suspect I won't be able to take him down. You're better suited for this!'" Watching the two of them haggling like vendors bargaining for pork at a market, the peak-level true person grew furious: "If you want to kill me, you're still not qualified yet—see this!" As soon as she spoke, the "spear" launched itself, flying straight toward Qingya. Though her mind was foggy, she remembered the principle of "capture the king before capturing the general"—as long as she secured the监察使 of her own level, Qin Feng would be an easy victory. Qin, delighted, exclaimed, "See? You were reluctant to act, but she's not holding back at all!" "Shut up and help me hold this defense—otherwise, we're both in trouble," she commanded. Of course, Qin complied, and together they activated their spiritual shield and launched their flying swords. With the flying swords creating initial resistance, the spear failed to penetrate their defenses and returned empty-handed. "Now, act together!" Qingya called out with a graceful voice. "If you hesitate another moment, I'll take care of him first, then you!" "He puckered his lips: 'You don't even fear that I'll team up with the immortal and take you out first!' 'You dare!' 'All right, all right, just kidding—we're currently fighting off someone else here. Can we please focus a bit?' 'Uh.'"