In Safitos's eyes, there was a blazing anger. Qin Dashi deliberately ignored him, slowly pulling out from his pocket a delicate pendant, saying, "This was a gift from Meili. She said it was her most cherished possession, passed down from her ancestors. I never really paid much attention—actually, I didn't particularly want it. But she insisted on giving it to me, so I had no choice but to accept it." It was a heart-shaped pendant, made of ordinary material, far less impressive than the blood-red gemstone just shown earlier—perhaps only notable for its fine craftsmanship. Yet when Safitos saw it, his eyes widened in astonishment. While others might not know, he was well aware of its lineage: it had been passed from Meili's grandmother to her mother, and then to Meili herself, a treasure she held most dear. Now, however, the pendant was in Qin Feng's hands. Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his rising fury and asked, "So, exactly how did you come by it?" "Didn't I just say so?" "He smiled warmly and said, 'Don't you believe me? If you still don't, then I'm truly at a loss.' 'Just a simple pendant—of course I wouldn't believe that. Maybe you killed Mei Li and stole it from her body?' Safitos said cautiously. He said seriously, "Of course I'm willing to swear it, but why should I do so? What makes you think you're special? My maid brought me gifts—do I need to explain myself to you? I truly don't want to accept her. She's from the magical race, the underground people. I've always been worried that her children might be born with mixed traits—unlike anything I've ever seen." Safitos could take it no longer, pointing at him and shouting, "You, Qin—how can you be so indifferent? I'll wipe you out!" "Very well! You dare to insult me, the Great Immortal—come and fight!" He had been ready to strike all along, and after waiting patiently for so long, finally saw his chance. Of course he wouldn't miss it—he delivered a solid punch straight to the man's nose. The magical race bore a resemblance to Europeans—high nose, deep-set eyes—with the nose being the most prominent feature of the face, thus the first to be targeted. Saifutos didn't expect the man to act so abruptly—no warning, no preparation—by the time he could react, Qin Shao's fists had already grown larger and larger in his sight, until his nose ached. Thud… A punch from a lower-tier Lingxian could cleave mountains and split rocks. Under such force, Saifutos' head snapped back violently, sending him and his chair both tumbling to the ground. The two magi stationed behind him stared with blazing eyes. As the saying goes, "When the master is disgraced, the ministers die." They immediately charged forward to avenge their lord. Crack… crack… Two streaks of lightning materialized mid-air and struck their heads precisely. The two were instantly stunned—this was Qingya's brilliant work, for she held the Thunder Pearl in her hand. "Damn you, demonic race! Daring to insult me, a Great Immortal of the Heavens, right here on this very patch of land? Are you truly growing impatient to live?" Qin Shao surged forward. A mere punch would hardly suffice—what was needed was a thorough thrashing of the fallen foe. Safitos, disregarding his dignity, executed a lazy rolling dodge to evade Qin's deadly charge, then scrambled to his feet, hands and knees, shouting, "Qin, don't go too far— I'm the Magian negotiator! If you strike me, I'll appeal to the Jade Emperor!" "You call me out, and I'll certainly hit you," Qin scoffed. "Even if you appeal to the Queen Mother, I'll still beat you. Honestly, you really think the Jade Emperor has time for you?" The two fought fiercely, exchanging blows with great energy. Thud... thud... Solid punches, this close-range grappling style couldn't favor one side—when Qin landed four punches, he took two himself. Man, I'm going to use the Haotian Hammer! He suddenly stepped back, then launched the hammer once he'd created distance. Safitos had no idea how powerful the Haotian Hammer was, and his response was simply to raise his right fist—believing it would be easy to send the hammer flying with a single punch. Thud… inhale… thump… As soon as Safitos’s fist met the hammer, his body began to recoil and crash into the white jade pillar beside him, cracking it into several fissures. "Take another blow from me!" Qin Shao, unyielding in his momentum, now unleashed his second technique, the Rotating Heaven Thunder. Safitos dodged the initial strike, but couldn’t evade the hammer that came flying back from behind—this time, he landed in a spectacular mess, face-down. The昊天hammer, now magnified several times over, descended like a falling mountain, crushing Safitos beneath it, leaving only his head exposed. Qin Feng leapt over him, first giving Safitos a solid slap, then boasting proudly, "You're speechless, aren’t you? Do you accept it? Still dare to criticize me? Try saying one more thing—I’ll guarantee you’ll be so beaten that even your mother won’t recognize you!" Safitos was furious—within the Magic Realm, he had been a dominant force, and on Crystal King Star, he had always stood above all others, never having been stepped on once. "Hmph! You’re silent now, are you He kept slapping him one after another, eventually removing his shoes and delivering a series of sharp, crisp slaps—cracking and clattering with satisfying force. Qingya said from the side, "Qin Feng, that's enough. No one's easy these days." Of course, Qin wouldn't stop. "He'll only be free when he asks for mercy. The harder he fights, the better—I'd like to see how long he can hold out. You, Yaya, don't just stand there—come over and give him a few slaps too. This is a top-tier immortal's dignity; it's not something anyone can just casually take." The beautiful监察使 flushed slightly, "I don't have your eccentric habits, but I believe there are two people who really enjoy doing this. Shall I call them in to join?" Qin blinked, "Who?" "Your brother Tao and the handsome one, Xī." She smiled gently. "Right. How could I have forgotten them." "Qin was delighted: "Then let's bring them in right away—it's a perfect opportunity to settle scores. But you must insist they use their own shoes; I'm not providing them with weapons." The two had just taken a beating and were desperate to get even. Safitos was so moved he was nearly in tears. What's next? You've always championed the Heavens as a land of gentlemen—do gentlemen really take off their shoes and slap people across the face?"