Hearing Qin Feng's booming and enthusiastic tone, Meili calmly set down her watering can, raised her head slowly, and gazed at him, his feet planted firmly on clouds, exuding an air of supreme confidence. "Come as you are," she said. "What's the big deal?" "What's the big deal? I'm a god, not a ghost! How come you're making such a fuss?" He chuckled, lowering his height slightly and added, "Here's some good news: Safiotos, the top leader of Crystalline Star, was quite proud to serve as a representative for the second round of negotiations—only to be knocked down by me, scrambling for cover, head in hands. Of course, your contribution was half the reason. Without your beloved providing the right props, I don't think he'd have gotten so worked up." As he spoke, he produced the pendant he had borrowed from Meili the previous time. Meili gave him a withering look. "You're nothing but a dull, unimpressive soul," she said. "You go to any lengths to achieve your goals. I can picture Safiotos being thoroughly beaten by you, but given his personality, I doubt he'll be satisfied with Qin gently placed the pendant in her palm and said, "You're right—that person hasn't given up. Under his influence, your Magi Emperor has issued a challenge to the Heavenly Realm. Who exactly did they send? A first-class warrior from the Magi race?" Meyli furrowed her brows. "A first-class warrior? Is it Rex?" "Seems to be someone named Rex. Do you know him?" He brightened at the thought of receiving updates from her—of course, that was excellent. The female demon nodded. "Indeed, Rex is the first warrior of the Magi race. He is the Emperor's nephew, and his strength is said to be on par with, if not even surpassing, that of the Emperor himself. He's around one hundred and twenty years old, and he reached the rank of King-level Magi at forty. He's widely regarded as the foremost among Magi outside the Emperor. By the way, who exactly is the Heavenly Realm's representative?" Qin pointed at his own nose. "Me." "Me?" The female demon widened her eyes. What does this mean? What's wrong with me? Can't I do it? He said, slightly irritated, "Do you think I can't hold my own against Rex?" "Not just think so—I'm certain you can't." Meili shook her head. "Didn't you know that the Celestial Court has no one to send? They've asked a mere newcomer, someone who's only just ascended for a few months, to step up. How could you possibly be a match for Rex?" "Why shouldn't I be able to?" he scoffed. "Sure, my friend has only been an immortal for a few months, but he's already defeated the Giant Spirit God." Meili shook her head again. "The Giant Spirit God and Rex are completely different levels. Let me put it this way: in the Magi realm, the top-ranked warrior is the Mage Emperor. His strength rivals that of the Jade Emperor, the Hou Tian Emperor, and the Zi Wei Emperor of your court. Even if he can't beat them, he won't suffer a crushing defeat. As for Rex, his power is on par with the Mage Emperor. Do you honestly believe you can stand on equal footing with the Jade Emperor?" "Qin shook his head decisively. "The Jade Emperor, the Purple Emperor, and my master all hold the rank of Saint Immortal. As for me, I haven't even reached the level of Supreme Immortal yet." The female demon added, "Then it's no wonder. Even if Rex lacks the abilities of a Saint Immortal, he must at least be a mid- or upper-grade Supreme Immortal. How could you possibly defeat him?" Huh—didn't expect the magical race to have such a formidable figure. At age one hundred and twenty, according to their lifespan, he's truly a youth. Did I really fall for it? That explains why the Jade Emperor previously said no suitable candidate could be found. "Fine with me," he said, shrugging off with a relaxed air. "After all, the match is tomorrow. Either I win or I lose—there's no other outcome." "I'm representing the Heavenly Court, so even if I lose, I won't lose face. Hey, my dear, can't you give me a little encouragement? Treat me this way?" "I'm telling you straight from the heart." "Mei Li gave him a withering look: 'That way, you won't be overconfident and end up losing even more when you face the onslaught. Today, you can have whatever you like—considering you're going to be thoroughly beaten tomorrow, I'm reluctantly serving you this time.' Qin Shao's expression darkened. So it was all but certain that his friend would lose tomorrow—no suspense at all. Well, then, let's just focus on filling up for now. He ordered twenty-some dishes, all of which were elaborately prepared, leaving Mei Li furious. Two hours later, a beautifully presented, fragrant, and delicious meal was served fresh. Qin Shao, still quite unrefined, gurgled with each bite and said, 'My dear, I never realized before how much potential you had to truly step into the kitchen and grace the dining hall. I'm genuinely amazed. But can you guarantee these dishes aren't laced with poison? Honestly, I'm quite skeptical.' The formidable woman scoffed, 'Every dish has been infused with a slow-acting poison. You're free to skip them—no one's forcing you to eat.' 'Heh, even if I die of poison, it'll He picked up his chopsticks and devoured his meal with great enthusiasm. Indeed, Mei Li had a remarkable talent in cooking—within just a few months, her skills were on par with those of renowned chefs at luxury hotels. "No one's going to compete with you," she huffed, "so why are you eating so quickly?" Qin Shao continued stuffing food into his mouth, then with a sweeping motion of his left hand, a bottle of Zui Xian Wine materialized from his jade bracelet. "Shall we have a few cups? How about your drinking ability?" "Definitely not behind you," Mei Li replied with confidence. "Very well, then let's see who's better." He uncorked the bottle, and at once a fragrant aroma filled the entire room. Suddenly, he had an idea—he tossed in three golden pills before pouring the wine. The pills dissolved into the water, enhancing the wine's flavor significantly. "What did you put in there?" Mei Li asked. "Golden pills personally crafted by Laojun Tai Shang. How come you're hesitating to drink them? Can the magical race even digest pills? If you're not convinced, I'll bring you another bottle." The female sorceress raised her hand. "Of course, the golden pills crafted by your heavenly realm can be consumed by our magical race as well—beneficial for our cultivation. No need to switch; let’s just go with this." With the divine wine infused with golden pills, the flavor becomes richer and more robust. They each took a bowl, sharing generously, and in no time at all, the wine jars were emptied. Mílì truly has a strong palate—Qi Feng brought out two jars, and didn’t forget to place three golden pills in each. The second jar was soon finished as well, and though both were slightly tipsy, neither would concede, continuing to drink. The wine infused with golden pills has a particularly strong aftertaste, and thanks to the pills, the flavor becomes richer, warm, and full of yang energy. By the halfway mark of the third jar, Mílì, feeling a growing warmth throughout her body, began to shed her outer garments—by then, Qi Feng had already gone bare-chested. The atmosphere grew warmly intimate, and in the natural course of their growing intoxication, the unexpected happened. The red candles flickered gently, casting a warm, golden Next door, Lin Aunt pressed her hands over her ears but could still clearly hear the sounds of the male and female engagement, finding it hard to fall asleep. She sat up, put on noise-isolating earplugs, and murmured to herself, "Little Feng is such a good child—only he's always so fond of being involved with others. Now,薇薇 has gone through another sisterly phase."