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

Although Xia Jin spoke lightly, Zhou Suxin felt a strange chill, and her initial shame and indignation subsided in an instant.

She had no doubt that if she made any further moves, Xia Jin would kill her without hesitation.

This man was not joking.

Zhou Suxin's body stiffened slightly, and the sword light at her fingertips dissipated at that moment.

Xia Jin smiled with satisfaction when he saw her quiet down, but soon his gaze fell on Yang Qing'er, who was standing not far away, completely dumbfounded.

Yang Qing'er shuddered.

The way the other person looked at her made Yang Qing'er feel as if she were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, and a chill ran straight to the top of her head.

However, although she was domineering and vindictive, she was a clever person after all. Otherwise, even with her strength and background, she would not have been able to secure her position as the senior sister of the Hehuan Sword Sect.

She had seen clearly what happened when Xia Jin was embracing Zhou Suxin.

That action... he must be lusting after Aunt Zhou's beauty. While I may not be as voluptuous as Aunt Zhou, I'm younger, so perhaps I could...

Yang Qing'er's eyes darted around, and she immediately had a plan in mind.

She took a deep breath and forced a beautiful smile onto her face.

"Young Master Xia~" Yang Qing'er's voice was so soft it could melt your heart, and her peach blossom eyes looked at Xia Jin with a shy and timid expression.

As she spoke, she even deliberately twisted her waist.

"Young Master Xia's gaze terribly frightens me! I have offended you greatly before, and I deserve to die a thousand deaths!"

As Yang Qing'er spoke, she looked at Xia Jin with her captivating eyes: "Young Master Xia, as the senior disciple of the Glazed Sword Sect, you must be broad-minded and not petty. If you are willing to let me go this time, I am willing to do many things for you."

"snort!"

Mu Qingxue, who was not far away, was the first to be unable to stand it any longer. Her face was full of disgust, and she spat fiercely, "Pah! Shameless vixen! As expected, no one from the Joyful Union Sword Sect is any good!!"

Li Piaoxu frowned deeply: "You're right. To dare to be so shameless in broad daylight is truly disgusting!"

The other disciples of the Glazed Sword Sect also showed expressions of disdain.

"This kind of slut dares to seduce our Senior Brother Xia?"

"How shameless!"

"Senior Brother Xia won't fall for her tricks!"

Yang Qing'er ignored the scorn and insults of the crowd; her eyes were only on Xia Jin.

In her opinion, what man isn't lustful?

The scene just now, where Xia Jin was embracing Zhou Suxin, is the best proof of that.

As long as I use all my skills, how could I not win over this man?

At that time, not only will they be able to save their lives, but they might also be able to take the opportunity to climb up this potentially big tree.

Yang Qing'er was making her own plans, and her smile became even more charming and alluring.

Unfortunately, Xia Jin looked at Yang Qing'er's coquettish manner with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

He used to live in Great Xia, what kind of women hadn't he seen!?

"You piece of trash don't even deserve it!?" Xia Jin's icy voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over Yang Qing'er's head.

Yang Qing'er's smile froze on her face.

Xia Jin stopped looking at her and casually raised one hand, making a grabbing motion in the air towards Yang Qing'er.

"ah!!!"

Yang Qing'er exclaimed in surprise, her body flying uncontrollably towards Xia Jin.

The next second, she appeared in front of Xia Jin.

Xia Jin gently patted her hand, and a tremendous force landed on Yang Qing'er. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed limply, completely losing consciousness.

With a thud, Yang Qing'er's soft body fell to the ground and remained motionless.

A flicker of panic crossed Zhou Suxin's eyes when she saw this.

Forgetting that she was still in Xia Jin's arms, and disregarding their extremely intimate position, she quickly looked up at Xia Jin and pleaded urgently, "You...you mustn't kill her!"

"Although Yang Qing'er acts eccentrically, her background is not something you can afford to offend! Even with the backing of the Glazed Sword Sect, you'll still be in big trouble!"

Xia Jin frowned and looked down at Zhou Suxin in her arms.

The two locked eyes.

Xia Jin looked at Zhou Suxin's nervous appearance, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

He slowly raised his other hand, pinched Zhou Suxin's chin with his fingers, and lifted it slightly, forcing her to look at him.

This gesture was even more intimate than when he had put his arm around her waist earlier.

Zhou Suxin's face flushed bright red, and even her neck turned crimson.

She tried to turn her head away, to avoid Xia Jin's hand, but her body was out of her control.

"Don't worry," Xia Jin's voice remained calm. "I won't kill her. The senior sister of the Hehuan Sword Sect is quite valuable."

A glint of light flashed in his eyes as he said this.

Zhou Suxin opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Xia Jin's next words shut her up.

"But now, both of you have to obediently come back to the Glazed Sword Sect with me."

Zhou Suxin's heart sank suddenly.

Return to the Glazed Sword Sect?

This……

Before she could think any further, Xia Jin released her grip on Yang Qing'er's chin, grabbed her collar, and lifted her up.

They led the two directly into the carriage in front.

Although the space inside the carriage wasn't small, it inevitably felt a bit cramped with three people squeezed in.

Xia Jin settled Zhou Suxin to one side, then sat down opposite her, his eyes fixed on her with a detached gaze, like a hunter eyeing prey that had fallen into a trap.

Zhou Suxin sat there, her hair slightly disheveled. She looked up and met Xia Jin's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but weren't. She felt both ashamed and annoyed, and quickly turned her head away, not daring to look again.

Outside the carriage, Mu Qingxue watched Xia Jin and two women get into the carriage, and suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. After taking several deep breaths, she couldn't help but stomp her foot.

"Senior Brother Xia... does Senior Brother Xia perhaps like this type?"

Upon hearing this, Li Piaoxu's face revealed a strange expression. She glanced at Mu Qingxue and said with a half-smile, "Junior Sister Mu, could it be that you... have fallen for Senior Brother Xia?"

Mu Qingxue's face flushed bright red instantly. "Senior Sister Li, what...what nonsense are you talking about!"

Several disciples of the Glazed Sword Sect standing nearby also revealed meaningful smiles, looking at Mu Qingxue with ambiguous smiles.

"That's right, that's right! Senior Sister Mu, when you saw Senior Brother Xia lost in thought just now, you were so worried you almost cried!"

"Yeah, yeah, Senior Sister Mu, your face is all red~"

"Senior Sister Mu, don't deny it!"

Mu Qingxue blushed and felt both ashamed and annoyed by the comments from everyone.

"Alright, alright!" she yelled, somewhat annoyed and embarrassed. "Hurry up and get back to the Glazed Sword Sect! It'll be dark soon if we dawdle any longer!"

After saying that, she jumped into another carriage, which soon started moving slowly and sped off towards the Glazed Sword Sect.