Master Lei Feng, stepping on a flying sword, appeared in the airspace of the Chinese realm. He soon spotted the two figures ascending together. As for Qin Feng's ascension, he didn't find it surprising at all—Qin Feng had been granted a flying-ascending pill by the Jade Emperor. But Mao Qingya had also ascended, which was unexpected. He quickened his pace and called out, "Qin Feng, Qingya, what's going on here?" Qin, smiling cheerfully, replied, "We're ascending together—has the Director ever heard of such a thing?" "Never," Master Lei Feng insisted firmly. Qingya didn't know how to explain, as she had promised Qin Feng not to reveal that Lin Caiwei had crafted a pill enabling her to ascend. In fact, strictly speaking, it wasn't a true ascending pill—it only met the requirements for a cultivator at the Yuan Sheng stage. This was a clever workaround; even if the Celestial Court investigated, he could still defend that it wasn't a true ascending pill. "It was all by accident... we ascended together without realizing it," she stammered, explaining hesitantly. The elder blinked: "Are you saying that you've been sleeping together? Besides the shared flight of immortality when you're practicing mutual cultivation, I can't think of any other way to achieve this. Honestly, I can't imagine anything else." "Mutual cultivation?" Qin Feng was taken aback. How come you didn't tell me earlier? Really, I didn't expect that. The beautiful Inspector blushed: "Well, that's not exactly it..." "You don't need to argue anymore—I've already noticed the constant glances you two exchange." The elder, confident he'd guessed right, sniffed. "I'm your direct supervisor. How could you possibly keep this from me?" "Haha, we were just afraid you wouldn't agree," Qin Feng said with a cheerful smile, effectively conceding the point. "Director, we truly don't have anything—nothing at all..." The elder waved his hand. "You should know me, Qingya. I'm not a rigid, old-fashioned man. Young people falling in love is the most natural thing in the world. In fact, it's wonderful that you two are both ascending together—it brings me pride. By the way, the review process will take a long time. You'll need to work extra hard so as not to let the Supervisory Office down, understand?" Qingya wanted to explain, but Qin Shao stepped in first. "Uncle, please rest assured. We'll only bring you honor, never shame. By the way, back in Huaxia, we'll also need your continued support. Hehe." "Go ahead and take care of your family," the elder said with serious determination, showing a clear sense of the ancient gentleman's demeanor. Qin Shao was deeply moved, tears welling up—what a good man. "I won't stay any longer. If I delay your ascension, the Heavens will hold me accountable," the elder said, not giving Qingya a chance to speak further, and turned to leave. "Director, listen to me..." She could only watch the old man's back, helplessly sighing, then turned to Qin Feng and said with fierce determination, "Return my innocence to me." "What a joke! Your innocence wasn't even taken by me—how can you expect me to?" He replied with a cheerful smile. "Qin Feng, you're so detached!" A while later, they arrived at a place brimming with spiritual energy. The mist rose gently, resembling the mythical paradise described in legends—except for the two ancient-dressed soldiers at the main gate, whose long, stern faces lacked the warmth and hospitality one would expect when welcoming guests. As Qin Feng was about to speak, one of the soldiers interrupted, "The newly promoted ascendant, please turn right and report at the office." He had just wanted to ask a few questions, but Qingya gently pulled at his sleeve and whispered, "Being new here, it's better not to complicate things—everything will become clear once we enter." Fine. After entering, take a right and you'll find a pavilion adorned with carved beams and painted columns, where a middle-aged man with a long beard is seated—immediately evoking the image of a clerical official from a television drama. The man is gently rotating a brush in his right hand, his two triangular eyes darting around rapidly. "Would you like to register here?" asked Qingya in a soft, polite tone, like a spring song. The eyes lifted, then settled into a composed, indifferent expression, and he remarked, "Indeed. Where do you come from? What's your name?" Huh—this man, either a eunuch or a colleague, seems completely unimpressed by Qingya's beauty. What's going on? Qin Feng had no idea that all the ascended immortals passed through this very pavilion on their way to the heavenly court. Many of them were beautiful as blossoms, yet the official remained so calm—having seen so many celestial beauties, he had developed a strong immunity. Moreover, even if he saw beautiful immortals every day, they were still nothing like himself. How could a few extra glances make any difference? The two of them each mentioned where they came from. When the Triangular-Eyed one heard the words "Huaxia," he lifted his eyes again, looking at him with the gaze of someone from another planet: "You're from Huaxia, aren't you?" "Correct," Qin Shao nodded. "From the Huaxia cultivation realm." "Hah! That very Huaxia that was attacked by the demonic forces and later driven back by the heavenly troops." The Triangular-Eyed one shot him a distinct look. "Because of your incident, hundreds of officials in the Heavenly Palace were affected—many were dismissed or demoted." "Hmm, I don't care about my personal matters," he said, naturally deflecting the issue. Though he was the first to learn about it, the mess had been caused by Master Lei Feng. "It's said that the Jade Emperor specially awarded a flying-ascending pill to honor an individual from the Huaxia cultivation realm—was it you?" The Triangular-Eyed one regarded him with a look full of resentment. Qin Shao thought, "Laozi didn't abandon my wife, didn't steal my sister, didn't take my daughter—how could he treat me as an enemy? Besides, with your noble bearing, surely all the women in your household must be rather ordinary. I wouldn't even consider stealing from you." The triangular-eyed official suddenly smiled and said, "You're lucky. When the immortals ascended before, they merely went through the motions. Now, things have become much stricter." "How strict?" Qingya asked. "Strict enough to make you sweat." The official pulled out a notebook with a title in regular script on the cover—New Staff Evaluation Guidelines—and said, "Once you've completed all the requirements listed here, you'll be considered qualified." Qin Feng took the book, glanced through it, and said, "What's so difficult? This is child's play. We can just check in and go, no need for a farewell ceremony." The two departed from the pavilion, leaving the triangular-eyed official in astonishment. As they walked farther away, Qingya couldn't help but ask, "Is it really that simple?" "He chuckled, saying, 'Honestly, I don't know whether it's simple or difficult.' 'What do you mean?' the beautiful woman narrowed her eyes. He shoved the book into her hands and said, 'I simply can't understand the content—why are you glaring at me? Glare at me, and I still can't make sense of it! It's seal script, for heaven's sake! I've never studied it.' 'Yet you boast it's a piece of cake,' she remarked, opening the cover and gasping, 'We're in trouble. This isn't just a matter of putting on a few layers of skin—it's a life-or-death assignment.'