The Triangular-Eyed One sat on his chair, a cup of fragrant tea before him. Since the Jade Emperor introduced stricter evaluations for those aspiring to transcend to the heavens, what used to be a quiet, simple office has now become a bustling hub. Renowned immortals frequently visit, politely praising him. Their purpose is always the same—advocating for their own disciples or friends' offspring. Indeed, the evaluation standards are now extremely demanding; many have already suffered setbacks—some are abruptly expelled from the heavens, never to have another chance at transcendence, while others fall victim to fierce beasts, perishing in a blaze of glory. The Triangular-Eyed One now consumes, drinks, and uses everything provided by these generous visitors. His words and actions carry greater weight, and he now exudes the air of a fully realized immortal. Ding… At the same time, the hanging artifact on the wall emits a sound and glows a soft yellow light—this signifies that someone has successfully ascended. Ting… When the second chime sounded, Triangular-Eye lifted his head and murmured, “Rising twice in a day—quite impressive.” He hadn’t finished speaking when the third chime rang, followed immediately by the fourth and fifth. The small Triangular-Eye grew increasingly wide-eyed: “How is this possible? So many people rising in just one day! What celestial auspicious day is this? It’s still ringing—could the artifact have failed?” This was his first reaction. Over the years, he had managed this post, and the most he’d ever recorded was a few people rising each day—three or four at most. But now, he simply couldn’t keep up with the number. Fortunately, the artifact not only emitted chimes and glowed but also kept a count. The small gemstones embedded beneath had already lit up red in eleven instances, indicating that eleven individuals had achieved ascension. Ding… ding… Triangular-Eye could no longer remain calm. He leapt to his feet, serious and firm, saying, “No, I must go and see. Is it really true that over a dozen people are ascending simultaneously? Did they plan this together? How could that be? This must all be guided by fate.” He didn’t know that Qin Feng’s wives had indeed planned it together, and they had upgraded themselves through the use of elixirs, rather than simply waiting passively for good fortune to descend from heaven. As he stepped out of the palace, he soon saw a group of about a dozen young women drifting toward him. During the ascension process, individuals could not control their flight path or orientation—no matter their origin star realm, they followed a fixed route. “All women? Why are there no men at all? What’s going on here?” Triangular-Eye was once again astonished. The young women chatted as they drifted closer, having already successfully activated their immortal records. "Where are you from?" the one with triangular eyes asked. Since Qin Shao had previously given instructions, no one paid any attention to him. "I'm speaking to you, yet you're not answering. Are you all mute? Is this the expected demeanor when meeting a celestial lord from the heavenly realm?" the triangular-eyed one said, visibly irritated. After all, he was the unquestionable leader here, and with his confidence steadily growing over the past period, his temper had naturally become more intense. "Sister Hui, who is this person? She looks so unattractive," Su Wu asked. "I don't know exactly, but didn't Xiao Feng mention that in the heavenly realm, all women are beautiful, though most men tend to look rather unusual," Mei Hui replied. "Looks unusual and yet refuses to stay at home—does he deliberately come out to scare us?" Shu Yajing remarked. "Sisters, he's shouting at us. Without speaking, he still manages to appear somewhat respectable; but as soon as he opens his mouth, he's utterly unattractive." The triangular-eyed one was furious, his voice sharp: "Where did you come from? How utterly uncivilized! I am a celestial elder personally appointed by the Jade Emperor to welcome those who have ascended to immortality." Mei Hui replied, "Elder, we're sorry. We come from Huaxia." "Huaxia," the triangular-eyed one said with disdain, "all of you come from Huaxia." "Yes," Mei Hui nodded. "Huaxia has always ranked at the very bottom among the immortal realms. What's going on lately? Just last time, there was a rather rude young man from Huaxia—now here comes a whole group." He sneered. Shu Ya couldn't contain her composure and said, "What does that mean, you oddity? How can you belittle our Huaxia immortal tradition?" "Belittle you? You deserve it," the triangular-eyed one smiled. "Allow me to tell you—my personal aversion is to Huaxia people. Once I've got you in my hands, I'll kick each and every one of you out. If you wish to become immortals, go dream about it." "Everyone is furious. Mei Hui said solemnly, 'Master, are you trying to settle a personal grudge?' 'Hahahaha, what's the difference?' the one with the triangular eyes said proudly. 'This is my territory. I say you pass—you pass. I say you don't—you still waste your effort.' He Meng Qing smiled and said, 'What if we actually don't need to go through your gate at all?' The triangular-eyed one snapped, 'Do you think you're someone special? Just pass my test, and you'll never become a true immortal.' 'Is that so?' He Meng Qing then produced his immortal scroll and said, 'The odd-looking one, perhaps you don't know, we've already officially become immortals. We don't need any silly evaluations, nor do we need to look at your face. I urge you—don't overestimate yourself. You're just a minor official, barely a speck of importance, trying to manage too much.' 'Impossible!' the triangular-eyed one exclaimed. 'You've only just ascended to immortality. How could you possibly have such a scroll? It must be fake.' "He simply wouldn't believe it, and added, 'Even if it's true, I, the Immortal Grandmaster, refuse to acknowledge it—then it's false. You disregard my authority, speak with arrogance, and present forged credentials in an attempt to deceive. I have the right to impose sanctions upon you.' 'Oh, who dares?' A calm, balanced voice responded. 'The one who's been talking nonsense here!' the triangular-eyed one turned and scolded. 'What kind of celery are you, daring to speak so boldly before me?' 'I am Qin Feng,' said Qin, his feet gliding on祥clouds as he sped toward them. The triangular-eyed one felt a sudden jolt in his heart—this young man had defeated the Giant Spirit on the arena, truly formidable. How had he ended up facing him now? 'Ah, Master Qin Feng, how splendid of you to have come!' he quickly adopted a new expression. 'Just a moment ago, you were calling me a mere celery stem,' Qin said, glaring at him. 'Now you've suddenly elevated me to Master Qin Feng. How impressive is your authority! My wives all hold official immortal scrolls issued by the Haotian Palace— "Triangular-eyed, drenched in sweat: 'It's a misunderstanding! It's truly a misunderstanding, Master Qin Feng! I absolutely didn't mean to make them suffer...' 'Understood? Really?' Qin Shao cut him off with a single gulp, then held up his hammer. 'If you genuinely have a misunderstanding, just speak to it. Look at what the heavenly court is made of—today, I'm going to give the Jade Emperor a piece of my mind!' With that, he swung his hammer down.