Since a forward base needs to be established on Earth, a corresponding one must also be set up in the realm of the magi. With Meili's keen intelligence and cautious nature, she would certainly choose the safest location for the base and send a strong garrison to protect it. Even if the base's location were known, it would be difficult to capture it quickly. Moreover, Qin Feng and his companions are currently stationed in the magi realm. Unless he personally flies back to report, no other communication means would be effective. Rather than rushing back urgently, it would be more strategic to launch an attack on the base here. After all, this is the magi realm's heartland—their home territory. It's unlikely that the magi would even suspect the enemy has infiltrated. Compared to that, this transmission base would surely be easier to locate and less likely to be heavily guarded. He found a quiet, unoccupied spot and presented his plan there. When they heard that the magical race had assembled an army of thirty thousand, all three of them were startled—even Tao Hua, who had never taken the magical race seriously, could no longer remain calm. After listening to his plan, Old Lei Feng clapped his hands: "This is a good idea. We must delay the third wave of magical forces' attacks on Earth so that we can seek reinforcements. Otherwise, the Chinese nation will truly be in danger." Chen Jie peeked around nervously and said, "Even if their defenses are loose, we still don't know where the base is located. At the very least, this is a planet—finding a small base within such a vast area might not be easy." "Count on me," Qin Shao said, straightening his chest, then turned to look back and added, "You three stay here. I'll go find out more." "Be careful," Qing Ya said with genuine concern. As soon as she finished the words, a gentle blush spread across her cheeks—this was heartfelt care. He chuckled warmly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine—I'll make it to you unharmed." "Hey, you don't need to overthink it. I'm not afraid for you. If you die, how are we going to get back? No one will use the Stellar Scepter." "Hmm." Qin Shao was certain he wasn't being overly sensitive. After all, how could a delicate young lady like the Lady Inspector be anything but modest? He just knew—he didn't need to point it out. He turned and headed toward the bustling area outside, then approached the group of elders chatting by the wall, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to ask—where can I enlist?" "Enlist?" the leading elder blinked. "Enlist in what?" "To join the army heading to Earth," he pretended to be a country bumpkin unfamiliar with city life. "Isn't it the Emperor's order to organize an army to conquer Earth? I've come all the way from the countryside specifically to join—just don't know where to go. Could you kindly point me in the right direction?" "The elder shook his head and said, 'Young man, you've come too late. The main army has already been prepared, and recruitment is now complete. Coming now would absolutely mean missing out on joining.'" "Oh," the young man said, looking disappointed, "it's ended already? I've traveled so far just to be here." While browsing around earlier, he deliberately observed the magi's understanding, which was quite similar to the etiquette of medieval European nobility—easy to grasp. This information was highly confidential indeed. "How do you think?" Lei Feng, the elder, asked before he had fully reached him. "Done," he said, tapping his fingers. "I've gathered everything. The transmission base is located in a valley about one hundred and twenty kilometers away. We'll split into two groups and coordinate our efforts." The specific assignments were as follows: Qin Shao and Qingya would form one team, tasked with launching a swift assault to destroy the base facilities and secure a decisive victory. Lei Feng and Chen Jie would form the other team, responsible for drawing the magi's attention and creating opportunities for Qin Shao and Qingya to advance, while also ensuring a strong rear guard. A few minutes later, they appeared on a stone cliff outside the valley, overlooking the scene. The valley was densely populated with magi, organized into several layers, and the constant sound of dragon and shark tails swaying could be heard. Qin Feng and Lei Feng, the elder, exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously. The elder and Huātáo brother materialized as two figures, stepping onto their flying swords and charging straight toward the nearest band of demonic troops with vigorous momentum. In truth, this was simply an egg hitting a stone—except for those with truly dull heads, no one would do this. Of course, their mission was merely to draw the enemy's attention, not to actually charge ahead and die. Due to the dense formation of the magical forces, the golden bowl immediately secured five or six hundred opponents—considerably successful. It wasn't until then that someone shouted, "Attack! Everyone prepare for battle—eliminate the invaders!" Though they had anticipated fierce combat after arriving on Earth, they hadn't expected the enemy to appear right at their doorstep. Thus, their response was sluggish, and with the limited space, both defense and counterattacks became extremely difficult. However, their numerical advantage proved significant—even if a group of magical forces simply advanced without engaging, they could easily crush Chen Jie and Lei Feng, pressing them into mere pulp. Seeing that their hatred had already mounted sufficiently, the two decided to retreat. They turned and fled, leaving the furious magical forces in hot pursuit, who gathered in groups to chase them down. Fortunately, the high-ranking magical race leaders were not present, as they held more prestigious positions and did not need to constantly await instructions from others—mere presence at the moment of transmission would suffice. The originally neat formation immediately showed clear gaps, with all the magical race members departing their original positions. Qin, with a simple gesture, quietly set off together with Qingya.