Qi Ying felt rather unfortunate, as every time she was lecturing Qin Feng, she hadn't expected to be lectured herself. Eight Zero E-book (txt02.com) If she weren't currently battling fiercely against Zheng Zheng the Real Person, she'd definitely have a serious discussion with him—after all, you're my deputy, what right do you have to give orders? The ever-living-old man was growing increasingly dizzy; his advantage had completely vanished, and even Qin Feng's incantations could no longer hold him back. His spiritual shield flickered and wavered, and it seemed on the verge of losing effectiveness. Thud... He was knocked back by a stone-throwing technique, flying several meters before crashing into the ground, his mouth already bleeding. The intense pain brought him back to some clarity, and his fading spiritual shield reappeared, successfully deflecting Qi Ying's attacks. The beautiful Inspector was not satisfied and said, "What's going on? Your level is so low yet you're making progress—why can't my attacks penetrate?" "Qin, gave a light chuckle: "Well, perhaps it's just a matter of our differing character!" "You're dead!" the beautiful woman glared at him and continued attacking. The ever-living one was once again nearing his limit. Qin managed another lucky success, which left Qingya deeply frustrated—how could it be that after she'd tirelessly attacked, still unable to break through the enemy's defenses, while your mere arrival turned the opponent into a soft target? In fact, Qin himself found it puzzling—was it truly a matter of character? Not long after, the ever-living one was battered senseless, his body riddled with injuries. Had it not been for the exceptional depth and strength of his inner spiritual energy, he would have surely perished. With each successive blow, he regained some awareness. Clearly, this couldn't continue—he had to devise a strategy. When the two poisons were combined, their potency doubled more than that—besides inducing unconsciousness, they also caused a state of frenzied delirium. Though his mind was racing at high speed, it wasn't following a coherent course of thought. Suddenly, he remembered something Qin Feng had said earlier, and without hesitation, leaped up, kneeling both knees and pleading, "I surrender! Qin Feng, you must keep your word—please release me!" Both of them halted their attacks. Honestly, they were both taken aback—such a sudden turn of events. Qin, turning to Qingya, asked, "What should I do?" "The choice is yours," the beautiful Inspector replied with a sigh. "Alright," he straightened himself, receiving the bowing honors from the other while saying, "I've always been a man of integrity. Keeping my word is non-negotiable. Since you've asked for mercy, I shall stop fighting right here." "Old Immortal's heart soared with joy: 'Thank you, dear friend, for sparing my life. I swear from this day forward I will never oppose you again. Should there ever be anything I can do for you, just let me know—I'll lay down my ribs and stand by you to the very end...' Crackle... Right in the middle of his flowing speech, Old Immortal is struck by a lightning bolt, black smoke rising from his body. He then bursts into a hysterical, despairing cry: 'Qin! You said you'd let me go—why did you attack me then!' Turning to Qin, now calmly standing in his original spot, hands outstretched: 'It wasn't me! I didn't touch you!' 'It was me,' Qingya shouted with authority. 'Qin Feng promised to release you, but I won't accept that. You're going to die!' 'I can't deny it—truly, it wasn't me,' Qin added. 'You're a fool yourself—didn't you see the chance to run? Why did you waste so much time talking? The truth is, the more you talk, the more you get hit. This is an unchanging law of nature. Next life "Pfft... crack... Qingya's attacks were truly all-out, leaving the immortal elder in a most miserable state. As he seemed about to enter the final phase of relentless assault, he suddenly raised both hands to his temple, spouting a jet of blood-sword-like energy. Qin Shao blinked in astonishment: "Whoa, is he really going to self-sacrifice like this?" Suddenly, the gray-black pupils of the peak-level immortal transformed into a vibrant crimson. With a mouth full of blood, he spoke coldly: "I rose to prominence three centuries ago—how can I be bullied by these upstarts? Blood Demon Technique!" As he finished speaking, his previously hunched body straightened, and with a simple wave of his right hand, he effortlessly repelled Qingya's onslaught—utterly effortless. "What's going on?" Qin Feng asked. The female inspector continued attacking while responding: "It's the Blood Demon Technique—burning a portion of one's life force to temporarily boost one's strength!" Whoa, I never thought the immortal elder would actually choose to self-sacrifice. "Normally, the Blood Demon Technique can instantly double one's strength." Qingya added. Qin, gasping in surprise, exclaimed, "Then what should we do? Why don't you do the same—then everyone will be on an equal footing again!" "Get lost! I'm not using the Blood Demon Technique at all. Even if I use it just once in my lifetime, it will have a significant impact on my future cultivation, possibly even preventing me from achieving transcendence." The beautiful Inspector said with irritation. Honestly, such a petty person—Qin thought to himself. Indeed, the peak-level True Master had significantly enhanced his strength. After successfully withstanding several attacks, he burst into laughter and shouted, "Even if I lose the chance to transcend, I'll still kill you all—take your lives!" With that, he charged straight toward Qingya. The beautiful Inspector instinctively stepped back, while Qin made the same move beside her. Hmph… With the three of them about to clash, the immortal elder suddenly pivoted, slipped past from the side, leapt onto a flying sword, and instantly surged to his maximum speed—disappearing within moments. "Did he just run off?" Qin Feng asked cautiously. Qingya nodded slowly, expression blank. Though they had clearly come charging in with determination, why had he changed course at the most critical moment? She quickly arrived at a conclusion: "The immortal elder hasn't burned too much of his vitality. His strength has only recently improved. He's been dramatic and forceful—actually, it's all show, designed to create room for his escape!" Indeed, her analysis was spot-on, yet Qin, the young lord, didn't offer a single praise or raise his thumb. Instead, he narrowed his eyes sharply: "Then why aren't you chasing after him? Waiting for him to recover from his poison before he comes back to settle his score with us?" "What's the matter with you?" she replied, clearly displeased. "Poison doesn't heal that quickly. We're not behind now—let's go!" "Very well," Qin made a gesture of invitation, stepping onto the flying sword once she ascended, and following closely behind. They soon flew several kilometers out. Qingya suddenly turned around and asked, "How long will the medicine's effect last?" "I don't know," he simply shook his head. "This is the first time I've used it, and it's the first time薇薇 has prepared it. We simply can't be certain what will happen. How about this—we wait until we've resolved the matter with the peak-level immortal, then test it on you. That way, we'll gather firsthand data. Oh, wait—why are you flying so fast? Wait for me!"