Four of them gathered together. Chen Jie, the Peach Blossom Brother, radiated an indomitable joy—another grand venture was finally underway. Before departure, Qin Young felt it necessary to address everyone a few words. These days, leading a team is no easy task, especially when convincing three clearly superior colleagues to follow one’s command requires more than mere words. Both the Old Master Lei Feng and the Peach Blossom Brother were true immortals. Though Qingya no longer stood as a match for him, she at least reached the pinnacle of the Yuan Saint stage. Of course, had it not been for her well-intentioned yet unfortunate mishaps, Qin Young might very well have attained true immortality himself—though, it was also possible that he would have been reduced to mere dust in the thunderbolt’s fury. Not everyone successfully passes through the thunderbolt and ascends to immortality. It’s said that only half of those who attempt it succeed, meaning only half of the aspirants achieve true enlightenment. The other half—those with less favorable fortune—meet their end in the thunder’s wrath, reduced to ashes; while those with better luck escape the thunder’s reach, becoming wandering practitioners who can never truly become gods. Some people also believe that one's ability to successfully pass through the lightning ordeal is closely tied to their character—people with a harsh, aggressive disposition, for instance, find it particularly difficult. Qin Feng has never considered himself a bad person, though he doesn't quite fit the mold of a "good" person either. In his own words, he's just a "not-so-bad good person." So, when faced with the lightning ordeal without any prior preparation, it's truly hard to predict what might happen. He said, "The Crystal King Star will certainly not be as unprepared as we were during our last visit. I'm sure they've made thorough arrangements. This time, everyone must be more cautious." Tao Xiang, unmoved, added, "Don't worry—having them capture us won't be easy." Qin Shao's expression changed, saying, "Since we're a team, we must follow one person's leadership. As the only one who can operate the Stellar Shuttle, it's... well—" Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang. From the tone of the ring, it was clear it was Master Wei Qingshan. There must be something important going on. He pulled out his phone, "Hello, Grandfather, what's the matter... What did you say? Is this for real?" Wei Qingtian said on the phone, "We've verified it—the Moon has indeed experienced something significant. There's been a sustained energy fluctuation, and the military's hackers successfully took control of the American space station, though it was soon regained by the other side. Still, they managed to capture several photos—filled with countless magical beings." "How long ago did this happen?" he asked seriously. "It's been over an hour and a half since the energy fluctuation began, and the photos were taken just about fifteen minutes ago." "By heaven!" he exclaimed, "I just didn't understand why Mei Li and her team wouldn't disappear. I thought they had returned to the Crystal King's Planet. It turns out they've been establishing a base on the Moon. I should have seen that coming—what a missed opportunity!" "The elder said, 'This isn't your fault. No one expected this—now that we've said it, it's of little use. We need to focus on how to respond. From the photos, it's clear that the magical race has already made preparations for relocation. They won't be far off—soon, they'll be right before us.' This is indeed a serious issue. He paused, then said, 'I understand.' After hanging up, he looked up at the three of them, 'Our travel plans need to be revised—we can't go to Crystalline Planet anymore.' 'Why?' asked Tao Xiang, puzzled. Among the three, only Qingya had picked up on the hint. She asked cautiously, 'Is it because the magical army has appeared on the moon, using it as a transit base?' 'Exactly so.'" "Qin nodded slightly and said: "According to reliable reports, a large number of magical beings have appeared on the Moon. If I'm not mistaken, they are the thirty-thousand troops that Sakthos has assembled for the Earth government. Combined with Meili's two or three thousand surviving forces, they are now rushing toward Earth at the fastest possible speed." The beautiful Inspector furrowed her brow: "The Moon is only thirty-eight thousand kilometers from Earth. At the magical beings' flight speed, it should take just a few hours." "So we must be ready for a fierce defense," he turned to his comrade, Tao Cha: "Thirty thousand troops—this is far more formidable than the damage we caused on the Crystal King's planet. Are you ready?" Chen Jie held a golden rice bowl in one hand and a purple-gold bell in the other, saying: "I've been ready all along. When they arrive, they'll surely come in groups. I'll first serve them a bowl of rice—let them taste my strength." "Qin was only slightly sweaty, and after all these years of familiarity, even if you called yourself "Old Ma," your brother wouldn't look down upon you—just a few little goosebumps would be all. Turning to Master Lei Feng, he said, "The situation is urgent. With the enemy's overwhelming strength, we simply cannot resist three full divisions of demonic forces by ourselves. Master, you must immediately seek reinforcements from the Heavenly Realm. No matter what method you use, I insist you bring the troops over here." Master nodded seriously, "Don't worry. Even if I can't summon the Heavenly Generals, I'll personally organize a group of friends and acquaintances and bring them over. I'm off right now." "Wait," Qin called him back. Master had already turned around, and upon turning back asked, "Is there anything else you'd like me to do?" "If things truly go south, then I'll beg—roll on the ground, plead, and do whatever it takes..." "Ah," Master burst off, deeply moved, and flew off in a flurry of emotion. Qingya waited for him to give her instructions, but no matter how long she waited, Qin Shao seemed to have completely overlooked her. Unhappy and restless, she said, "What about me? What should I do?" Honestly, Qin Feng had indeed ignored her. Since she had volunteered, she would be responsible for the most critical tasks. He insisted, "Go find my female friends and other immortals, and have them find a safe place to hide. Stare at me like that—this is absolutely vital, especially my female friends. If anything happens to them, I'll hold you personally accountable." "I'll fight the demonic forces to the death," protested the beautiful Inspector, her tone clearly displeased. "Pah, you can only count on Lei Mingzhu, so don't go looking for trouble with the enemy. Stick to defense." "He said earnestly, 'Mao Zedong taught us that while it's important to inflict casualties on the enemy, it's even more crucial to protect our own forces. Only by ensuring our own survival can we have the opportunity to eliminate more enemies.' The woman raised an eyebrow, 'He said that, did he? But I seem to remember his guerrilla theory stating something different.' Qin was at a loss—here was a true expert on Chinese culture, and what could he do? You'd think with a civilization spanning thousands of years and so many cultural treasures, he'd at least pay attention. He simply couldn't keep up. 'Just listen to me,' he said, growing weary of the back-and-forth. 'I'm the team leader.'"