The magical army suddenly withdrew one thousand kilometers—something completely unexpected. Both the military and the people of Huaxia had prepared to meet their enemies in mutual destruction. No one knew exactly what had happened, except a few top figures in the military and political circles. They learned through He Muqing, who told Wei Qingtian, who in turn shared the news with a few of his close companions. Most of the girls didn't quite understand what had happened, they only knew that their husbands had been injured during the battle against the female demon. Finally, Ling'er couldn't help but softly ask, "Yi-sister, how exactly did the husband get hurt?" She replied, "He was unexpectedly attacked by the female demon." "And what about the female demon?" asked the young novice, her eyes narrowed with determination, as if she were determined to crush Mei Li to pieces. "We managed to drive her away together," she added, wanting to highlight Qin's role, "specifically, she was frightened off by Qin Feng's Haotian Hammer—she actually fled in panic. Don't worry, he should recover quite soon." As soon as she finished speaking, Qin lightly opened his eyes, exhaled a deep breath, and said, "It was such a dull, uneventful process. I hate getting hurt, and even more so, I hate the people who make me get hurt." Ling'er was the first to rush over, softly asking, "Husband, are you all right?" "Hah!" He smiled, wrapping his arms around his young junior's slender waist, saying, "It's all good now. Though not fully healed, it's at least ninety percent better—just a little bit more to go, which will be settled in minutes. With all of you here, has the magical race taken any further actions?" The junior never cared about such details and thus couldn't answer. He Mei Qing stepped forward and said, "Since Meili escaped, they've adopted a strategy of holding back, probably waiting for reinforcements. Additionally, they've started trying out Earth-based foods..." He brightened up: "That's a great opportunity! I'm sure you all seized it—didn't you poison their food supplies, right?" The elegant leader's face tightened, shaking her head: "No!" "Such a golden opportunity, and yet you didn't take it!" He sighed, somewhat disappointed. Mei Qing blinked her large eyes and said, "Is it really that simple—just because it's possible, it's expected to be done?" First, we don't know which poison is effective against the magical race. Moreover, the grain they seized was taken right when they first invaded Europe—how could they have had the opportunity to poison it? Undoubtedly, Mei Li is a highly strategic commander. She foresaw the possibility of future shortages and began preparing well in advance. Qin Feng also deeply respects this point, even though their two parties are adversaries. To value and respect one's opponent is, in itself, a sign of self-respect. Lin Caivé approached with a white porcelain bottle and said, "Husband, this is the healing pill I just prepared. Take it— it will surely help with your remaining injuries. I've also added the ingredients of the Tianren Pill, which will benefit your cultivation as well." He gave her a mischievous smile. "You're still the best wife, Caivé. I've decided— tonight, you'll be both the first and the last to receive it!" Lin Meiyuan's rosy cheeks flushed instantly, and she scolded, "We've both been injured yet you still haven't taken your time to rest! It seems you've truly recovered now. Then I'll go with my sisters to refine the elixirs. There's still a long way to go before we reach the target of thirty thousand Tianren Elixirs." One after another, the young girls departed, leaving only him and Qingya behind in the small cauldron. He lifted his head and swallowed all the pills at once, then chewed thoughtfully, "The flavor is quite excellent. Weiwei's skill is truly growing—she's now able to infuse the elixirs with a fruit-like taste. Just this one masterstroke alone is enough to make the celestial elixir masters in the heavens gasp in astonishment." As for exactly how the fruit flavor is achieved, Lin Caivai herself couldn't quite explain. All she knew was that any elixir refined by her always tasted pleasant and never bitter. Yet, when the same recipe and herbs were prepared by others, the flavor varied significantly. Although Qingya was not entirely satisfied, she couldn't help but admit that each girl around Qin Feng possessed a remarkable talent—none of them were mere decorative figures. "By the way," she said with a subtly wistful tone, "don't you worry about developing any ailments if you take so many pills at once?" Qin Feng chuckled warmly. "Since those pills were specially prepared by my wife, I have absolutely no concerns. If they were made by someone else—say, from the Xianhu Palace—I'd never take that many at once. Honestly, they're truly effective, like heavenly pills. No need to waste time—let me absorb the spiritual energy first! By the way, if I fall asleep during the day, please wake me up. I've been so exhausted lately that I keep dozing off during meditation." The beautiful Inspector blinked in surprise—dozing off during meditation? Didn't everyone become more alert and focused the longer they meditated? What a peculiar person! She wanted to tease him a bit, but who could she blame when he had already entered the state of Empty Clarity? The spiritual energy within the elixir was abundant and pure. Under the influence of this fresh energy, several fine meridians that had previously been blocked began to open up on their own, flowing smoothly once more. It was undoubtedly a unique formula crafted by Lin Caiwei based on her own experience in alchemy. Soon, a series of spiraling phenomena appeared around his body—semi-transparent white gas slowly rotating, looking rather strange. Qingya exclaimed in surprise, "What on earth is going on? This seems like something that occurs only just before cultivators ascend to the heavens. How can this be? He hasn't even reached the peak of the Yuan Sheng stage yet! Something must have gone wrong. I must wake him up." According to normal expectations, saying Qin Feng was experiencing an issue was entirely justified. Yet Qingya didn't realize that he had always been someone who defied the ordinary—whether in his daily activities or in his cultivation journey. In fact, Qin Shao is truly nearing his transcendence. If he weren't enclosed within the small cauldron, his manifestations would have been even more intense. As the spiraling aura emerged, dense clouds would gather in the sky, followed by thunderbolts. Thanks to the "shielding" effect of the small cauldron, the scene of roaring thunder never materialized. Qingya sensed something was amiss and promptly slapped him on the head, shouting, "Wake up! What are you doing?" He suddenly opened his eyes, and the spiraling aura around him instantly vanished. He looked puzzled, asking, "What's wrong? I don't feel anything unusual—everything seems fine."