?Reading on mobile phone Having previously fallen victim to a similar scheme, Lingding Zhiren immediately realized he was being targeted once again. Eighty Electronic Book "M's, what a nuisance—Qin Feng, what a nuisance—the Inspector-General! He's been consistently resorting to the most underhanded tactics. Truly, utterly frustrating..." He cursed loudly, strolling steadily toward the outside. As soon as he stepped out, his legs gave way and he sat down on the ground. The poison was truly intense—its effects came on swiftly and were relentless. Cold sweat covered his forehead, and his aged face gradually twisted with discomfort. He struggled to rise, his steps heavy as he made his way toward the great lake. At that moment, Qin Feng and Qingya, disguised as farmers, had already soared into the sky, clearly observing the unfolding scene below. "Ha ha! Success! Qingya, my lovely, your strategy has worked, hasn't it?" "He smiled brightly, saying this was a huge contribution indeed. Of course, as for the final credit of personally slaying the peak-level True Master, he still wanted to hand it over to the beautiful Inspector." "The mere trickery," the woman scoffed. "Then go ahead and try something that impresses me," Qin said, clearly unconvinced. From beginning to end, it had been his idea—how could he have been left out? If it hadn't been for him, would the woman have had any choice but to charge straight in and die? Unless she was unwilling to face the shame and returned to the Inspector's Office to seek allies. The woman gave him a withering look. "That's simply because I don't find such tactics beneath me. Do you really think I couldn't have come up with something better? By the way, that man has gone back to the lake again. Last time, he successfully cured him of his poison there!" Although Qin didn't fully understand the method the old immortal had used before—something akin to gastric lavage—he knew this time the poison was far more severe. Would the same approach still work? He himself couldn't quite make sense of it either—still the same point: Master Gong had no first-hand materials on the nature of the poison, so he couldn't render a sound judgment. Yet in both of their hearts, they both sincerely hoped that the man would be poisoned right then and there, and that it wouldn't happen a third time; otherwise, they'd truly be at their wits' end. By assassinating a master of the Yuan Sheng stage, you'd hardly earn a good reputation—instead, you'd tarnish it. The beautiful woman shrugged and sniffed, "No matter what you say—after all, it was you who administered the poison and dug the pit. I only care about the outcome, not the process!" "Qin Feng, Qing Ya—I'll never reconcile with you. Even as ghosts, I won't rest until I've settled this matter... *pfft*..." With all his might, the ever-living man strained to shout this out, then collapsed onto the ground, motionless. "Dead," Qin's eyes brightened. "It seems he's truly gone," Qing Ya beamed. "Qin Feng, this is a major achievement! I never thought you'd be able to poison him so directly. That's wonderful—now we won't have to intervene. Rest assured, your contribution is yours alone. The Office of Supervision will surely recognize your efforts. Just wait for the commendation!" Qin's face turned as green as a cabbage. Good heavens! No matter how many times they passed it back and forth, in the end, it all came down to him. What Mao's rewards—having a watchdog as stingy as you, and superiors who are even more frugal—make it seem like a dream for colleagues to extract any benefit from you. Qingya flew over happily, leaving him alone, wind-blown and disoriented. As soon as her feet touched the ground, the beautiful woman had already knelt down, placing her snow-white right hand gently on the old man's neck. Indeed, he had no pulse anymore; his face was dark, his lips blue, and his eyelids purple—clear signs of a severe poisoning. "Finally, I've taken care of him," she sighed, but immediately changed her tone: "That young man's poison was truly merciless—it must be confiscated, or else countless others will suffer!" Qin Sha, who arrived shortly after, heard it all clearly, her face, which had turned green, instantly brightening to match the peak of her vitality. She thought to herself: "You're really that harsh—this isn't just 'unloading the mill and killing the ox,' is it? How can one be so unkind in dealing with people?" He even considered turning around and walking away, unable to keep up with Seiya any longer, with no clear prospects ahead. Just then, the immortal corpse suddenly stirred. Seiya jumped in surprise, still too stunned to react when the body rose up on its own. "By heaven!" Qin Feng shouted, his voice sharp, "Quick—strike at his dantian! Hit him hard enough to destroy both form and spirit, or we'll both be in trouble!" Seiya had already been so startled she was nearly speechless. Upon hearing Qin Feng's call, she instinctively extended her left hand, which subtly shimmered with a jade-like glow, and delivered a powerful blow. Hoof! The peak-level cultivator responded with a deep, wild roar, like that of a beast, and Seiya kept striking until she finally managed to land a solid blow on the already lifeless dantian. With the force of the impact, it burst open with a loud "pop." The body itself then exploded, propelling her several feet away, nearly sending her face-first to the ground. She finally steadied herself, breathing heavily: "Qin Feng, what exactly happened? Give me an explanation!" "I don't know," Qin replied, eyes blazing. "Perhaps the poison's effect isn't stable. Fortunately, the Inspector reacted promptly and delivered a single palm strike that felled the peak-level True Person. My admiration for you is as continuous as the flow of the Yangtze River, and as overwhelming as the flood of the Yellow River—unstoppable..." With calm, composed flattery that didn't waver in tone, he said it all to emphasize his own humility and to return the credit entirely to the beautiful Inspector. Qingya remained shaken and hadn't picked up on the underlying meaning, still believing Qin Feng was merely being kind and modest. "What's there to be surprised about?" she said. "As an Inspector, responding promptly to danger is simply a fundamental requirement!" Oh, please, thought Qin, internally rolling his eyes. If it hadn't been for my timely reminder, you'd have been paralyzed by fear long before now. You're a woman, aren't you? Don't be so thick-skinned! A little while later, she seemed to finally come back to herself, staring at Qin Feng with a strangely intense gaze. Qin, pretending to be embarrassed, said, "Head, I don't mind you looking at me with such admiration, but if you keep staring at me like that, I'm going to feel flushed!"