Qi Feng's body seemed like a kite whose string had snapped, crashing heavily to the ground. While Isabella, watching from afar, couldn't clearly see how deep the silver spear had penetrated his body, she was certain the injury was severe—after all, the spear had stood upright once he landed. How could that have happened if the thrust had been shallow? "Female demon! I'm going down with you!" The veteran instructor's eyes were blazing with fury. Only now did Qingya fully grasp what had transpired, her face equally furious. "Miri, you've been using ambush tactics—such a lowly strategy! You've always done it, so why should we be allowed to use them and not you? Qin Feng is finished today. Now, either disband or join my forces—I'll guarantee you high status. How about that?" "Goodness, just dream it!" "Qingya will have to fight her to the death," Isabel, who arrived first, said. "Go check on Xiao Feng— I'll handle her." The beautiful Commissioner nodded and changed direction, gliding toward the ground. On the ground, Qin Feng had created a deep crater, lying unceremoniously within it, his hands resting behind his back, eyes closed and lifeless. "Qin Feng, how are you?" Qingya asked with concern. When he didn't respond, she quickly added, "Don't scare me—please, don't die! If you do, who will fight off the demonic forces?" He still didn't open his eyes. Qingya placed her hand on his neck and felt no pulse. "Not really..." She couldn't believe it. Qin Feng was known as an indestructible powerhouse—especially skilled at ambushes and surprise attacks. How could he fall victim to an attack that was precisely such a surprise? And the opponent had only used one move. He surely couldn't have lost all ability to resist—this didn't make sense. "Kiss me once, kiss me once, and I'll wake up." A somewhat abrupt voice rang out. "Oh!" The beautiful监察使 instinctively bent down, her lips nearly touching his face, only to suddenly realize something was wrong and sharply lifted her head. "Are you dead?" "Of course I'm dead. If you kiss me, I'll come back to life. If you don't, I'm truly gone, hehe!" The voice was so strong and vibrant—it couldn't have been coming from someone on the verge of death. "You're lying to me..." "Stay calm. Make it look as if you're deeply saddened, so that the female demon believes I'm dead—or at the very least severely injured." He wrapped his arms tightly around Qingya's neck, lowering his voice. "That way, she'll be less alert, and I'll finally get my chance to avenge myself." "Alright! But don't take advantage of me while I'm in this position—otherwise, I'll turn on you." "After she finished speaking, her face turned fiercely determined. 'Qin Feng, how could you have died at the hands of that female demon? No— I will avenge you! Rest assured, I will find a master to rebuild your body...' Her voice was neither loud nor soft, just clear and steady, allowing the two women engaged in combat at a distance to hear every word. 'Qin Feng is dead! Hahahaha!' Mei Li laughed heartily, yet unexpectedly, an unfamiliar sensation stirred within her—an emotion she herself struggled to name. As a general of the demonic forces, she had always believed that even if she couldn't be cold-hearted, she would never feel pity toward her enemies. Now, what was happening? 'Female demon, I will avenge the young Qin Feng!' The elder instructor had initially employed a resolute fighting style, and now she had raised the intensity of her attacks to an even greater level." Faced with a relentless barrage of attacks, Meili smiled calmly. "Stop being naive. Back when your bloodline was merely one of the least capable among my magical realms—long ago, even before the millennium passed, you were officially separated from the ranks of the magical clans, precisely because of your weak strength. You think you can kill me? That's as difficult as climbing to heaven!" In my impression just now, it seemed nothing of the sort had happened. *Swoosh…* A streak of dark light, familiar in appearance, came from the side, and instinctively, she sank downward—just as the light skimmed past her scalp. She was certain what that dark light meant: the mallet was Qin Feng’s artifact. If Qin Feng had truly died, how could the mallet have attacked on its own? She’d been fooled. Turning around, she bolted. *Swoosh…* The Heavenly Hammer changed course and struck her back. Suddenly, a large cockroach rose up, crossing between Meili and the Heavenly Hammer. As expected, the cockroach was crushed, and the female demon slipped away unnoticed. Qin, originally intending to pursue, was instead embraced by the overjoyed, elderly instructor: “Little Feng, you’re alive! That’s wonderful! Are you hurt? Seriously?” He chuckled: “How could I possibly die? As soon as I think of dying, you all would be widowed. So long as I’m alive, no one else can die!” "You just asked me if I was seriously hurt, right? Joking, how could I possibly be—oh my goodness, it's killing me! I'm leaning on your shoulder now, and I'm already feeling faint, husband! I thought you were just kidding." Isabel realized upon seeing him lean in that Qin Feng was indeed seriously injured—there was a striking circular wound on his right lower rib area, steadily oozing blood. Qingya approached and asked, "Is it that bad? I didn't notice it earlier. Was the wound there from the beginning?" Nonsense! It wasn't there from the beginning—did you think I'd accidentally stab myself? Are you kidding me! "I didn't pull the silver spear out earlier, so you wouldn't have seen the wound," he said with a sniff. "Why did you pull it out then?" she asked, a rather obvious question. "Didn't I just leave it there, dragging it around like that? Wouldn't someone think I've grown a tail?" He gave her a sharp look. "Let's cut through all this chatter—let's focus on healing. And by the way, go get the silver spear back. I just dropped it on the ground." Mei Li has no handy weapon now—see how she manages to fight us next time. "Alright, I'm off right now!" The beautiful Commissioner bounded off. Such a carefree girl she is. Phew, I'm exhausted! Mei Li, you wait here—bro will find you to settle this score!