Qin Feng, seeing Chen Jie unwilling to agree, softly said, "Then I'll just have to step back and let you take the spotlight from now on." Tan Tao's eyes immediately lit up. "Really?" "Of course it's true," Qin Feng smiled. "I'm known as the honest and dependable young gentleman—how could I deceive you?" He added without hesitation, "Without me vying for attention, you'll be the absolute star. With so many benefits, which is more important—being in the spotlight or having a prescription? Clearly, the spotlight matters more. That's precisely why I'm here." Qin was delighted. Indeed, that's exactly what ordinary, scatterbrained, spendthrifts would say. He clapped his hands and declared, "Then it's settled. You'll take all the spotlight, and upon my return, I'll steal your prescription and copy it myself." Listening to the two of them speak, Qingya looked deeply outraged, while Uncle Lei Feng nearly wanted to slap Chen Jie right then and there—how could he so easily hand over the family’s ancestral secret formula to someone else? The Xianhu Palace would surely be wiped out by him eventually. Yet clearly, this wasn’t something he could control on his own; neither his parents seemed to care. Qingya actually wanted to slap Qin Feng right then—what a cunning fellow! If she didn’t already hate Chen Jie so much, she’d have done it already. Huff, huff… The pursuing demonic forces had already arrived. Qin Shao, without hesitation, said, “It’s your time to shine—come on up, Huahua!” Tao Hua smiled and replied, “Thank you, Qin brother, but perhaps we should pass. There are so many enemies; I’m afraid I’ll get beaten up.” How utterly clever this man is whenever it comes to matters of his own life. It’s strange—ever since the celestial loom has appeared, it has been completely exposed to the demonic forces. As long as it stays in one place for over ten minutes, it’s guaranteed to be surrounded. How to respond? Simply do one thing: run. Under your relentless, back-to-back retreat strategy, the magical forces have lost dozens of squadrons—once again proving the effectiveness of Mao Zedong's guerrilla tactics. Back then, the Chairman couldn't defeat these ordinary troops not because of internal divisions within his own army, but precisely because his strategy was so unyielding. Sakthos' face grew even more stern: "You are all useless! Truly, you are a bunch of useless people. I never knew what I was paying for—this excuse of failing to catch up? Shall I have to personally take the field? The other generals quickly bowed, vowing to eliminate the enemy within a short time. Sakthos' expression improved slightly, yet he remained firm: "You have one final day. If by then you still cannot defeat the enemy, you need not come see me—you shall take care of yourselves." At that moment, someone entered to report, "Your Majesty, the enemy's spiritual energy signal has disappeared." "What? Say that again." Sakthos' eyes flashed with anger. How could the signal have vanished? Since the discovery of the cultivators' secret, it had never once been lost. The messenger spoke hesitantly, "We believe they must have left Crystalline King's Star..." "Left? Where to? Where will they go?" Sakthos grew even more furious. Several generals couldn't help but exhale in relief. It would be better if they simply withdrew—then they wouldn't have to bother chasing after the enemies anymore. As long as they no longer threatened Crystal King Star, wherever they went was fine. The actual destination of the Star Shuttle was actually quite simple: Earth. The decision had two reasons. First, they had already gained little tangible advantage here—merely adding a few hundred more magical enemies to the list wouldn't help much with the ongoing battles on Earth. Second, and most importantly, Qin Shao was eager to obtain the secret formula from the Immortal Herbarium. Without returning, he simply couldn't achieve this. Of course, he wouldn't admit this. Chen Jie felt he had truly made his mark—every time a magical army appeared, as long as the number didn't exceed three hundred, he was the one who charged in to fight. In truth, that wasn't recognition at all—it was just free labor. Killing the demonic beings within the realm may be useful, but even if you kill countless of them, it's merely a matter of boasting—what truly matters is who you're boasting to. Most people outside his parents would probably regard it as utterly insignificant. Looking at Tao Xiang's cheerful departure on his flying sword, Master Lei Feng expressed deep concerns about the future of Xian Hu Fu, especially with such a clumsy heir—what kind of future would the Chen family have. "Master, please don't worry about them anymore. Once I get the prescription and produce the pills, I'll send you a batch," he said generously. Master Lei Feng's eyes lit up. "Really? That's wonderful! You should send me quite a few—then my inspectors under my command can all ascend to immortality, and the Inspection Department's strength will greatly grow." "Maybe I can even directly produce pills for ascension myself," he added, smirking. "After all, I'm not from the Heavenly Realm, so I'm not subject to their jurisdiction—then I'll send you another batch too." He winked with a more cunning smile. Master Lei Feng was so delighted he nearly choked. "You're not joking, are you?" Qin asked, folding his own amused expression. "What do you mean?" Master Lei Feng expressed his confusion. Qin gave him a withering look. "Didn't Chen Jie tell you that preparing such kinds of pills is extremely costly? The entire Xianhu Palace can only accommodate one person's ascension—how could I, a penniless man, possibly arrange ascensions for the entire Inspection Department?" "Hmm." The elder's face tightened as he glanced at Qingya beside him. "Then just give it to her directly. Otherwise, I'll find it hard to face people—deciding who to give it to and who not to, it'll be a mess." He smiled warmly. "Don't worry. As long as the quantity is sufficient, Qingya's share will definitely be included. After all, what's our relationship? That's—well..." Qingya quickly stepped in, trying to downplay the matter. "We're simply a pure, straightforward romantic relationship. Director, you must be exhausted—go rest now, please."