No matter how fast a two-legged runner may go, he can never compare with flight. When Qin Feng arrived at his destination, Qingya had already drifted into the sky. The stones on the ground had vanished completely, leaving behind a strange, large black hammer. The hammer itself was so massive that, standing on it, Qin could hardly make out its exact shape. He had to leap upward repeatedly, only when he reached several dozen meters above the ground could he see it clearly. "Wow, that's a huge hammer!" he exclaimed, so excited that he momentarily forgot he was floating in the air. Though now nearly at the level of a Yuan Sheng cultivator, he could still not escape the pull of gravity. In the span of a moment, his body began to fall downward. Overcome with tension, he quickly lost his balance and cried out, "Good gosh—what a big hammer! Wait—what a big—Head Officer, save me! Ah—ah—" *Plonk.* Due to Qingya's impassive demeanor, he landed directly on the ground, even more unfortunate—his face hit first. Fortunately, his skin was tough—well, actually, it was thanks to his training; otherwise, he'd have ended up with a broken look. "Hahahaha," Qingya chuckled quite unkindly. This was what truly irritated him. You didn't just fail to rescue him—you mocked him. He had intended to rise and have a few words with her, but when he looked up, he suddenly had an idea and managed to smile his characteristic, smug expression. He simply stood there, relaxed and unpretentious, his head held high, gazing up at the beautiful Supervisor. Qingya gave a light sniff, but soon grew somewhat uncomfortable under his steady gaze—especially since that sharp-eyed man seemed to be fixing her with a look that clearly aimed at her lower half. Never mind, she gasped, making the instinctive move—hands covering her lower body—every girl makes when her skirt flutters in the wind while walking down the street, to avoid any accidental exposure. "What are you staring at?" she snapped. "Hah, I'm admiring the grace of the Inspector, really, from below it's quite lovely," he said with unabashed pride. Qingya was fully aware that she wouldn't walk bare, since beneath her skirt she wore silk long pants—a necessity for a practitioner who moves constantly between high and low altitudes. It was a given that no one would fly through the sky in a skirt without long pants. Yet, being stared at by a man at her most private area, even through several layers of clothing, still made her feel embarrassed. "Keep looking! If you dare, I'll have you blindfolded!" she declared fiercely. "I've been looking at you the whole time, heh," he said, even more shameless. The beautiful Inspector, with a determined heart, descended from the sky. Qin's purpose was fulfilled. She beamed, saying, "That's perfect—now I'm standing on the ground while you're flying above. That's quite uncivilized." "I'm going to punch you!" Qingya was furious. "Please, let's first figure out whether this hammer is indeed worthy," Qin smiled warmly. "What did you just call it—'The Hao Tian Hammer'? What is that, exactly? Can you explain it to me? After all, as a leader, shouldn't you be willing to clarify matters for your subordinates? You're someone who's seen so much—how could you be so particular about this?" Her attention was successfully drawn to the hammer. She spoke with pride, "Of course, I'm not one to be petty. Considering how eager you are to learn, I'll gladly share this with you. I believe this is the renowned weapon of the Hao Tian Emperor—Hao Tian is one of the three sovereigns of the Immortal Realm..." "Wait a moment," he interrupted, "isn't the sovereign of the heavenly realm the Jade Emperor?" The beautiful lady gave him a withering look. "Talking to you, someone who's completely unlearned, is truly a chore. The Jade Emperor is the sovereign of the Heavenly Palace, not the supreme ruler of the entire heavenly realm. There are other emperors who hold equal status—Hao Tian and Zi Wei Emperors." He chuckled. "I didn't know that. Head, please go on. Go on. I promise I won't interrupt you again. Go on." Qingya maintained an air of pride, sniffing. "You don't even know these basic facts? Hao Tian Emperor, just like you and me, started as a commoner, worked hard, achieved immortality through cultivation, and then continued striving until he became one of the Three Sovereigns. Back then, he defeated the demonic clans and slew countless monsters and demons, doing countless good deeds for both humanity and the heavenly realm. The number of demons and monsters who fell beneath his famed weapon, the Hao Tian Hammer, is simply endless." He really wanted to ask—how come such an important weapon isn't kept with him? But who could he blame for having promised earlier not to interrupt her? Qin Shao had no choice but to listen patiently to the rest "After the Three Sovereigns of the Immortals became widely admired, the Heavenly Emperor rarely interfered with affairs in the Immortal Realm or on Earth, and the Heavenly Hammer had not appeared since." Qingya continued. Qin lightly stroked his chin, making a gesture indicating he wanted her to go on. The beautiful Inspector extended her small red tongue and licked her lips, saying, "Everyone thought the Heavenly Emperor had decided not to create more bloodshed, so he sealed the Hammer. Who could have imagined..." He finally couldn't hold it anymore, "Are you certain this is the Heavenly Hammer?" Qingya replied without hesitation, "Not certain." "Hm." "Now, don't look at me like that. I've never actually seen the true Heavenly Hammer. I've only read descriptions of its appearance in various texts. Combined with the fact that the Hammer hasn't appeared for so long, we've simply assumed it must be this one." Well, brother, I admit I'm not well-versed in the subject—neither are you. He muttered under his breath, rubbed his chin again, stepped down a few times, and said to himself, "Not gold, not wood, not stone—dark and solid-looking, quite intimidating. Just that it's a bit bulky. If only it were a little smaller!" Hmm... Suddenly, as he moved his feet, he nearly got knocked off his feet. Looking down, he saw the hammer had shrunk. "Wait a minute—does this thing also have the qualities of the Golden Húgu Bǎng, capable of changing size?" he exclaimed, eyes wide. Qingya spoke with a tone of condescension: "Are you really out of touch? Most decent magical artifacts can expand or contract. I myself have several such items—plus the Húgu Bǎng. Besides Monkey, do you know anyone else?" Qin Sha gave her a withering glance. His friend was clearly out of touch—what was wrong with that? Didn't she have the nerve to argue? He didn't feel like wasting more words on Qingya. Right now, what mattered most was figuring out just how large and how small the hammer beneath his feet could become. "A little smaller..." *pfft* "...Wow, how about three times smaller this time?" *pfft* He laughed, waving and gesturing joyfully, until the Hao Tian hammer finally shrunk down to the size of a regular carpenter's hammer, feeling substantial in his hands—about three times the weight of a standard hammer. The handle felt smooth and pleasant to the touch, and the front head of the hammer had an unusual, angular design; if used to drive nails, it would likely crush the iron nails into powder. Why not give it a try? His eyes settled on the large tree beside him, and he smiled warmly, walking over to it.