Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Ten breaths later, Long Er groaned and collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted.

He was panting heavily, but looked at Xia Jin with an apologetic expression.

Xia Jin, who was standing to the side, closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment before slowly opening them, her expression becoming somewhat solemn.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry... I truly... have done my utmost..."

"No, you've done very well." Xia Jin came to her senses, nodded to him, then squatted down and gently placed her right hand on Long Er's shoulder. "This time, I owe you a lot for letting me know some important things. Come, relax and don't resist."

After saying that, a wisp of white flame surged from Xia Jin's palm and slowly traveled along Long Er's meridians.

Wherever the flames passed, Long Er's veins stretched and relaxed.

It lasted for a full fifteen minutes.

Xia Jin slowly withdrew her hand. At this moment, a thin layer of black, sticky liquid had seeped from the surface of Long Er's skin. That was the impurities that had accumulated in his meridians for a long time.

As soon as he circulated his spiritual energy, he was surprised to find that the meridians in his body were nearly twice as wide as before. Several places that he used to feel blocked during his cultivation were now completely unobstructed.

Looking at the shocked Long Er, Xia Jin smiled and said, "Now that I have expanded your meridians, with your current condition and cultivation speed, it should not be difficult for you to reach the seventh level of the Divine Travel Realm within half a year. If you can cultivate diligently, it is not impossible for you to reach the ninth level of the Divine Travel Realm within three years."

"But if you want to take another step forward... that depends on your own understanding."

Long Er nodded hurriedly, unable to contain his joy. He stood up, knelt down without hesitation, and kowtowed three times to Xia Jin.

"I will never forget Your Highness's kindness in saving me! From this day forward, my life belongs to Your Highness! I will obey your every command, even through fire and water, without ever wavering!"

"Alright, get up! No need to thank me, you deserve all of this. I will certainly not treat you unfairly for doing things for me!" Xia Jin patted Long Er on the shoulder, then smiled and walked out of the prison.

……

Three days later, inside the Great Xia Imperial Palace.

Xia Jin was having a meal in the main hall with Leng Yuexi and Emperor Xia Yu.

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the hall.

Xia Yu frowned, his eyes clearly showing displeasure. He turned to Qin Hu beside him and said, "Qin Hu, go out and see what's going on outside?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Qin Hu nodded and quickly walked out of the hall. A moment later, he hurriedly returned, his face still showing a hint of shock.

"Qin Hu, what's the panic? What's going on outside?!" Xia Yu asked coldly after seeing Qin Hu's expression.

"Your Majesty! Your Highness! You should... go out and see for yourselves! The moon outside... the moon... it's turned purple!"

"A purple moon, could it be...?" Upon hearing this, Xia Yu and Leng Yuexi turned to look at Xia Jin almost simultaneously, a hint of seriousness flashing in their eyes.

They all clearly remembered that the temple token in Xia Jin's hand was engraved with the words: "The Purple Moon appears, the envoy descends."

Now that the Purple Moon has appeared, isn't the so-called envoy about to descend upon the Eastern Xuan Continent?

Xia Jin remained calm and even unhurriedly finished the remaining wine in her glass.

From the fragments of Viper's memories, he had glimpsed many hidden details related to the "Temple" and the "Envoy," and was not entirely unprepared for this phenomenon.

He put down his wine glass before slowly raising his head: "Let's go, let's go out and have a look."

The group walked out of the hall and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, the moon, which should have been bright white, had indeed turned purple.

"Husband, look, the moon has really turned purple." Leng Yuexi said, holding Xia Jin's hand, her face equally shocked.

But Xia Jin suddenly turned her head to look elsewhere, and frowned at the same time.

Just a moment ago, he suddenly sensed several powerful auras rising into the sky from the Eastern Xuan Continent almost simultaneously! These auras had a clear target, heading towards a certain location on the Eastern Xuan Continent from all directions!

"Husband, husband! What's wrong? What happened?" Leng Yuexi was worried when she saw that Xia Jin was not moving and seemed not to have heard her.

"It's nothing. It seems that the so-called envoy is about to arrive. I just sensed several powerful auras heading in the same direction." Xia Jin patted Leng Yuexi's head and said calmly, "You guys stay here, I'll go see what's going on."

"Husband, be careful!" Leng Yuexi looked at Xia Jin's face, a hint of concern showing in her beautiful eyes.

"Don't worry! Don't you know your husband's strength? In this Eastern Xuan Continent, no one can threaten me!!" Xia Jin smiled and then took a step forward. A void rift appeared out of thin air beneath his feet, and the next moment, he had already disappeared into that void rift.

……

On a remote, cloud-shrouded mountaintop in the Eastern Xuan Continent.

Xia Jin stepped out from the void rift. Although he was the last to set off, he was the first to arrive at this place.

"I didn't expect to arrive so early." Xia Jin glanced around, but his casual gaze was drawn to a stone gate in front of him.

Not far ahead, where there should have been a cliff, a huge stone gate several meters high was now floating in the air!

Moreover, the stone door was slowly opening inward under the moonlight!

"This is... could this be the gate to that temple?" Xia Jin looked at the stone gate with some apprehension. The aura emanating from the stone gate made even someone as strong as him feel a chill.

Just then, a sharp sword intent suddenly appeared not far behind Xia Jin.

Xia Jin looked at the newcomer and saw a familiar gray figure holding a sword wrapped in rags.

"So it was him!?" Xia Jin was also slightly surprised. This person was the mysterious gray-clad swordsman she had encountered on the rocks of a remote island a few days ago.

After herself, the first person to arrive here would actually be him. This was something Xia Jin hadn't expected.

The gray-clad swordsman had already spotted Xia Jin and nodded to her as a greeting. His gaze then fell upon the stone gate.

Immediately afterwards, a deep Buddhist chant pierced through the clouds: "Amitabha."

An old monk dressed in a gray robe walked towards them from the west, and with each step he took, a golden lotus phantom appeared beneath his feet.

This person was none other than the tenth abbot of Kasyapa Temple, Venerable Myo-di!