In the following days, Qin Feng kept bothering Mei Li several times, but she consistently remained withdrawn. That morning, he insisted on taking Qingya along again. "You've already come up with a brilliant plan," the beautiful Commissioner remarked, observing his enthusiastic demeanor. He simply shook his head, saying, "No." The woman narrowed her eyes. "If you have no plan, then what's the point of asking me to go? We've been there before—what advantage have we gained? Why waste time?" "Well, we're just idle at home anyway," he smiled. "Opportunities are always reserved for those who actively seek them out. If you always stay at home, even when opportunities arise, they'll simply slip away, won't they?" The Commissioner gritted her teeth. "That's a stretch." Yet she couldn't deny the logic in his words, and eventually agreed. The two set off on their flying swords, heading southwest. After flying just a few tens of kilometers, she furrowed her brows. "Qin Feng, I think we're going to miss our chance this time." "Why?" he followed up, thinking the beautiful woman might be ready to back out. Honestly, the main reason for bringing her along was to have more backup and confidence—should things escalate into a full-blown confrontation, having someone to help would certainly be better than doing it alone. She gestured toward the side, saying, "Your Tao-Flower brother has arrived." "By the gods!" Qin Shao exclaimed, eyes widening. "That guy was seriously injured last time, wasn't he? Just a few days ago, and now he's already back? What's the point of any sense of fairness?" Qingya shared the same frustration, saying, "He's the direct descendant of a renowned celestial pharmacy family. There are countless healing and strength-enhancing elixirs available to him—just take a few bottles and drink them, and he'd be fully recovered. I'm certain his abilities have also improved. Otherwise, how could he have come to you so quickly? He must have something on his side." Indeed, it was no longer fair—ordinary true immortals typically needed several months to a year to recover from injuries, let alone make significant progress during that time. The renowned herb-medicine family in the heavens, he chuckled, "Head, since Taoxia's family background is so impressive, why don't you marry him off? Then you'd become the lady of the immortal pill family, occasionally producing some divine elixirs—everyone would benefit from that." The beautiful Inspector blushed, her face turning cold. "Let me marry that effeminate type? Good luck with that—I prefer real men." "Exactly like me, right?" he beamed proudly. "Then I'll never marry at all," Qingya said, not giving him the slightest face. "Huh." A figure flashed in the distance. Taoxia, now stepping on an even more splendid flying sword, wore a long robe of moon-white, intricately embroidered with silver threads. If it weren't for his overly rosy, delicate face, he'd surely charm countless young women. "Taoxia," Qin Feng greeted him warmly, his voice cheerful. To someone unfamiliar, they'd surely think of them as friends—rather than rivals. Chen Jie’s face lengthened considerably. “Mr. Qin, I’m Chen Jie, not ‘the Peach Blossom Brother.’” “Calling you the Peach Blossom Brother is already an honor,” he muttered, sniffing. “Since you’re so ungrateful, well then—how about I call you Ms. Chen from now on? Ms. Chen, you’ve come so quickly to see me—does that mean…?” “Listen,” the Peach Blossom Brother gritted his teeth, “please just call me the Peach Blossom Brother.” Even if the Peach Blossom Brother wasn’t the most appealing, he still sounded better than “Ms. Chen.” Though still a bit of a delicate type, he had set out to be different—because Qingya had once said she didn’t like delicate types. So he had vowed to be someone unique. Strictly speaking, he had set out to be a unique delicate type, though he himself refused to admit it. Whenever he met people, he insisted on calling himself a true man. It’s true that it’s easy to change one’s surroundings, but hard to alter one’s nature—this perfectly applies to him. “Now that’s just perfect,” said the "Qin smiled warmly and said, "Hua Hua, you've recovered so quickly—must have taken quite a few precious elixirs, haven't you? And I'm sure you're carrying even more divine pills with you. After all, we've known each other so well—why not split the pills right here, right now?" Qingya held back her laughter, thinking: "You've really missed the mark this time. Don't you think we're like enemies? How could you possibly receive pills from me?" Tao Hua raised his chin proudly and sniffed, saying, "Only when I've knocked you senseless, scattering you all over the floor, will I consider giving you a few healing elixirs, in honor of Yaya." "Oh, impressive confidence!" he remarked, staring at Tao Hua's slightly contorted face. "It's only been a few days—don't you think it's a bit naive to believe you've already become my rival?" "Today's loser will definitely be you," Tao Hua insisted, gritting his teeth. Qin Feng began to shake his head. "I simply can't understand what it is that gives you such boldness and confidence. What I'm trying to say is, given your current situation, you're going to have to take hits shortly." "You're... you're making this up!" He formed a starting stance. "Today, I'm going to have you underfoot!" "But I don't have time!" Qin Shao spread his hands. "Do you think you're some kind of hero who always has to be generously beaten every time you appear? I'm very busy. How about this—my assistant is resting not far away. Go find her first. If you can defeat her, then you can challenge me later." Qingya was momentarily stunned, and softly asked, "When did you get an assistant? This fellow is truly a true immortal—no one near you can stand against him." He smiled mysteriously and said, "Don't worry—I've got my own measures." The Peach Brother spoke coldly, "Why should I fight your assistant? I have no conflict with her at all." "Don't think I'm looking down on you. Let me be honest—only after you defeat her will you have the right to fight me." Qin said with an air of confidence. "If you can't even beat her, how could you possibly be my match? I suggest you go back home and nurse at your mother." Taochá immediately grew furious. "Where are your men? Tell me now—I'm going there right away to defeat her. You'll see—next to fall will be you." "Ha, I'll wait for you," he replied, pointing toward the southwest. "My men are stationed three hundred kilometers away in a primeval forest. She's a young woman named Mei Li. Just mention me to her, and say I sent you to find her, and she'll understand. By the way, she has several protective beasts accompanying her—though they don't look very impressive, they're quite strong." Qingya widened her eyes, realizing this young man was deliberately drawing the enemy's attention away—setting up a clash between the two rivals while he himself watched from the sidelines. Master Peach said solemnly, "Not only will I defeat her, but I will also overcome the protective beast at her side, so that you will be fully convinced." With that, he stepped onto his flying sword and swept westward and southwest. Qin Shao was thrilled—what an exciting development! A battle between a senior demon and a junior true immortal was something truly rare. He raised his hand and said, "Boss, let's go too. I'd like to see just how the graceful demon maiden compares to the heavenly realm's 'military-style' males."