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

Three days later.

The carriage finally stopped in front of the gate of the Glazed Sword Sect.

"Finally back."

Xia Jin pushed open the carriage door and jumped down.

He glanced back at the car. Zhou Suxin was sitting in the corner, her beautiful eyes looking at him with a complicated expression, while Yang Qing'er was still unconscious and slumped to the side.

Xia Jin waved her hand, and two disciples from the Glazed Sword Sect stepped forward and helped Yang Qing'er out of the carriage.

"Take her to my courtyard," Xia Jin ordered calmly. "And take Elder Zhou with you as well."

"Yes, Senior Brother Xia!"

The two disciples respectfully responded and then carried Yang Qing'er away.

Zhou Suxin pursed her lips, but ultimately said nothing and silently followed.

Her steps were somewhat stiff because her spiritual energy had been sealed by Xia Jin on the way.

Xia Jin watched as the group took Yang Qing'er and Zhou Suxin away before turning around and heading towards the highest peak of the Liuli Sword Sect.

Inside the main hall of the sect,

Xia Jin walked to the center of the main hall and stopped.

He looked at the figure above, then respectfully clasped his hands in a salute.

"Xia Jin greets Palace Mistress Leng."

Leng Wushuang slowly turned around.

Her gaze fell on Xia Jin, and without saying a word, she walked down from the platform step by step.

When she walked up to Xia Jin, there were less than three steps between them.

Leng Wushuang stopped in her tracks, her clear, cold eyes staring directly into Xia Jin's eyes.

"You did a good job this time."

Leng Wushuang spoke.

"Sect Master, you flatter me." Xia Jin smiled modestly. "I didn't contribute much to the exchange meeting held by the Taixu Sword Sect this time. On the contrary, my junior sisters performed very well and brought honor to the sect."

He was telling the truth.

He spent most of the time slacking off during this exchange meeting.

Upon hearing this, Leng Wushuang's lips curled up slightly.

"You know, that's not what I meant."

Leng Wushuang's voice remained calm, but there was a hint of something intriguing in her tone.

Xia Jin paused slightly, as if she had thought of something, "Then what is the Sect Master referring to?"

"Elder Sun said you're incredibly powerful." Leng Wushuang's cold eyes stared straight at him. "You actually killed the new Hall Master of the Wrathful Soul Hall."

Xia Jin raised an eyebrow slightly.

His heart skipped a beat, but he remained expressionless.

"Sect Master, you know?"

Leng Wushuang didn't answer, but tilted her head slightly, revealing an expression that said, "What do you think?"

That expression clearly said: You think you can fool this sect master?

Xia Jin opened her mouth, then smiled.

"Since the sect leader already knows, then I won't hide it anymore." Xia Jin explained with a smile, "The main credit for taking down the hall master of the Wrathful Soul Hall this time was thanks to Elder Sun. If Elder Sun hadn't fought so hard, and if the hall master hadn't already been seriously injured and his strength hadn't been greatly reduced, even if I were more capable, I wouldn't have been able to do anything."

He spoke lightly, even attributing the main credit to Elder Sun.

Unfortunately, Leng Wushuang wasn't so easily fooled. She listened to Xia Jin's explanation and shook her head.

"You don't need to be modest."

"I am well aware of Elder Sun's strength. Even though the Hall Master of the Wrathful Soul Hall is seriously injured, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse. A Great Power Realm cultivator is still a Great Power Realm cultivator. Elder Sun cannot defeat him by risking his life."

Leng Wushuang stared intently into Xia Jin's eyes.

"You were able to kill him, which means your strength has far exceeded my expectations. You actually managed to fool even me."

Xia Jin felt a little uncomfortable under Leng Wushuang's gaze, so she quickly changed the subject, "Sect Master, you flatter me. I was just lucky. With the sneak attack and those four stone swords, I was able to kill that Ghost Guard in one fell swoop."

"Really?" Leng Wushuang raised an eyebrow, not dwelling on the matter.

She stretched out a hand in front of Xia Jin.

"What about the belongings of the Lord of the Wrathful Souls Hall? I heard from Granny Sun that you even stripped his clothes off!"

Xia Jin looked at the hand stretched out in front of her, and her eyes twitched slightly.

He took two steps back and looked at Leng Wushuang with a helpless expression.

"Sect Master, you're not trying to get something for nothing, are you? Although Gui Shu is the new Hall Master of the Wrathful Soul Hall, he's not exactly wealthy, and the treasures he left behind are pitifully few. What do you think... maybe we should just forget about it?"

He finally managed to kill the Lord of the Wrathful Soul Palace and painstakingly stripped him of his storage ring and treasures. Now, Leng Wushuang just reaches out and tries to take them away. Isn't this robbery?

Leng Wu's eyes twitched slightly.

"Do you think I, the sect leader, would covet these things?"

"Don't worry, I just want to know if there's anything I want inside. If there is, I'll naturally exchange it for something of equal value. The other items will also be returned to you."

"What I say is always as good as gold."

Xia Jin looked at Leng Wushuang's aloof face and pondered for a moment.

To be honest, he didn't really want to make friends with them.

But... never mind, my cultivation level is no match for this woman's after all, I'll just have to endure it a little longer.

Xia Jin took out the storage ring that she had taken from the Lord of the Wrathful Soul Palace and handed it over.

"Sect Master, please take a look."

"You're smart to know what's good for you!!" Leng Wushuang took the storage ring and nodded in satisfaction.

However, Leng Wushuang's expression quickly changed.

Xia Jin noticed the change in Leng Wushuang's expression and felt a little puzzled.

"Sect Leader Leng, is there anything else?" he asked tentatively.

Leng Wushuang put away her storage ring and looked up at Xia Jin.

"I heard that you brought back two beauties from the Hehuan Sword Sect this time."

"One is their senior sister, and the other is their elder. They certainly have big appetites."

Xia Jin: "Uh..."

He felt that Leng Wushuang's words sounded strange.

"Sect Master, I think you've misunderstood. The reason I brought those two people back to the Glazed Sword Sect is because..." Xia Jin had only explained a few words when Leng Wushuang raised her hand to stop him.

"Alright, you don't need to explain."

She slowly turned around and walked towards the high platform, saying as she walked, "Young people like to have fun, and I can understand that. The women of the Hehuan Sword Sect are indeed all beauties, especially Elder Zhou Suxin. Although she is a bit older than you, she still retains her charm and there are no signs of aging on her face."

"However..." Her tone became meaningful, "It's okay to have fun, but be moderate. Be careful of these Hehuan Sword Sect members, they might drain your life force."

Leng Wushuang's words shattered the aloof and noble persona she had previously projected in Xia Jin's eyes, but at the same time, they caused Xia Jin's expression to fall.

However, Xia Jin did not intend to explain, because he knew very well that if he tried to explain, it would only make things worse.

Never mind, let it be a misunderstanding.

Xia Jin silently shut her mouth, giving him an "say whatever you want" look.

Seeing Xia Jin's appearance, Leng Wushuang's eyes flashed with a smile, but she quickly suppressed it.

Her expression suddenly turned serious.

"Xia Jin." Leng Wushuang's voice was somewhat serious.

Xia Jin was slightly taken aback and looked up at Leng Wushuang on the high platform.

"If you had brought back any other disreputable woman this time, I, the sect leader, would have stopped you. Fortunately, the person you brought back is from the Joyful Union Sword Sect!!"

Xia Jin suddenly frowned.

"Sect Leader Leng, what do you mean by that?"

Leng Wushuang narrowed her eyes slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her clear, cold eyes.

"Have you ever thought that since you have learned Xiao Xuan's 'Myriad Harmonies Technique', if you could obtain the Harmony Sword Intent of the Harmony Sword Sect and integrate it into yourself, you would likely be able to advance even further?"

"Although the Hehuan Sword Sect doesn't have a good reputation, in the eyes of sword cultivators, they are indeed top-quality cultivation vessels. So whether you want them or not is up to you!"

Xia Jin's brows furrowed immediately.

However, Leng Wushuang directly issued an order to leave.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, you can go back now!"

"This sect leader wants to take a good look at the contents of this storage ring."

Xia Jin: "..."

He took a deep breath, feeling the tightness in his chest dissipate somewhat, and then turned and left the sect leader's hall.

When he returned to his residence, his gaze fell on the window of the west wing.

Through the half-open window, he could vaguely see a figure sitting by the window, looking somewhat absent-minded.

Yes, that's Zhou Suxin.

Yang Qing'er is probably still lying in bed, not yet awake.