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

Upon hearing Sect Leader Jiang Ling's words, Zhou Suxin finally relaxed completely.

Xia Jin, standing to the side, remained calm on the surface, but only he knew the truth in his heart. Jiang Ling's words, spoken by the sect leader of the Hehuan Sword Sect, had secretly brought him a sense of relief.

It became.

Next, as long as he can comprehend the legendary Red Dust Sword Intent from the Hehuan Sword Intent, he will be able to successfully complete the system task and obtain the generous reward.

This was his true purpose in coming to the Hehuan Sword Sect.

Now that the first step has been taken, the next step is to gain understanding.

Jiang Ling turned around, facing the sword pool, and slightly raised her right hand, gently beckoning towards the sword pool.

Within the sword pool, a black light burst forth from the center of the pool.

It was a black stone about the size of a fist. Although it looked ordinary, one could still faintly sense a wisp of sword intent sealed inside the stone.

Jiang Ling waved her hand, and the stone flew to Xia Jin's front.

"This is the inheritance stone of the Hehuan Sword Intent." Jiang Ling turned around, looked at Xia Jin, and said in a calm but solemn tone, "It contains a complete Hehuan Sword Intent. You can take it back and comprehend it slowly."

She paused, glancing at Zhou Suxin almost imperceptibly, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"However, if you want to comprehend it more smoothly... you might as well let Junior Sister Suxin help you."

Zhou Suxin, who was standing next to Xia Jin, looked up when she heard this and met Jiang Ling's meaningful gaze. Her cheeks flushed bright red.

Jiang Ling said "help," and she understood. That was clearly an implication... of using that method.

Zhou Suxin's mind went blank for a moment, and she quickly looked away.

However, Xia Jin didn't notice this little incident at all. After all, his attention was completely drawn to the black stone in front of him.

The intent of the Hehuan Sword.

This is the key that allowed him to comprehend the essence of swordsmanship in the mortal world.

He reached out and grasped the stone, a smile spreading across his face.

"Thank you, Sect Leader Jiang."

Jiang Ling nodded at him: "No need for formalities. Since you are the Daoist partner of my Hehuan Sword Sect's Junior Sister Suxin, you are no outsider. I just hope that you will treat Junior Sister Suxin well in the future. And don't forget, if my Hehuan Sword Sect is in trouble in the future, we will need your help."

"Of course!!" Xia Jin nodded, turned around, took Zhou Suxin's hand, and left the sword pool.

......

Back at Zhou Suxin's residence, Xia Jin still couldn't hide her excitement.

Seeing Xia Jin's eagerness, Zhou Suxin said softly, "Go and study it quickly, don't delay. If you need anything, just call me, I'm next door."

Xia Jin nodded and walked towards her temporary room.

But after taking only a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

He remembered something.

Turning around, Xia Jin looked at Zhou Suxin's retreating figure and asked suspiciously, "Madam, what did that Sect Leader Jiang mean by what he just said?"

"She said she wanted you to help me comprehend the essence of the Hehuan Sword. Could it be that you can help me comprehend it as well?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Suxin froze.

Her ears turned visibly red, the redness spreading from the tips of her ears all the way down to her neck.

"No, no..." She shook her head quickly and stammered, "You...you must have misheard."

After saying that, she practically ran into the next room and slammed the door shut.

Xia Jin stood there, looking at the closed door, and raised an eyebrow. However, he couldn't figure out what he had said wrong, so he shook his head and didn't press the matter further.

who cares.

The important matter is the priority.

Xia Jin turned around, pushed open her bedroom door, and strode inside.

He wasted no time, immediately sat cross-legged on the bed, placed the black stone in his palm, and slowly closed his eyes.

The moment his spiritual energy entered the stone, a warm pink light surged out from it, like a wisp of smoke, spreading upwards along his arm and finally merging into his dantian.

The inheritance of the Hehuan Sword Intent has begun.

One day.

two days.

Three days.

There was still no movement from the room next door.

Every day, Zhou Suxin would pause for a moment in front of Xia Jin's door, listening intently, but she could hear nothing.

There was no fluctuation of sword energy, no surge of spiritual power.

If she hadn't seen him go in that day, she probably would have thought that Xia Jin had disappeared.

Fourth day.

Just as a glimmer of inspiration appeared, Zhou Suxin arrived at Xia Jin's door once again.

She wore a light blue dress, her long, black hair was casually tied back, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears.

Three days of waiting brought a hint of worry to her eyes.

She placed her hand on the door, hesitated for a long time, but ultimately did not knock.

It wouldn't be good if he disturbed us at a crucial moment.

Zhou Suxin bit her lip, preparing to turn and leave.

thump.

thump.

thump.

She suddenly stopped walking.

It's the sound of a heartbeat.

The rhythmic sound of a heartbeat emanating from the room.

Moreover, the sound grew louder and more intense, as if a sleeping beast was awakening, and even the ground beneath her feet began to tremble slightly.

"What...what's going on? This never happened when she was learning the Joyful Union Sword Intent." Zhou Suxin's expression changed abruptly.

Will something bad happen?

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Suxin's mind, but in the end, worry overcame hesitation.

She walked quickly to the door, raised her hand, and prepared to knock.

Suddenly, a long, strong hand passed through the door without warning and grabbed her wrist.

"ah!!"

Zhou Suxin only had time to let out a short cry of surprise before she was suddenly pulled in by an irresistible force.

The door was as thin as paper; her body passed through it without any obstruction, and in the blink of an eye, she was in a warm embrace.

The room was dimly lit.

Before Zhou Suxin's eyes could adjust to the darkness, she felt a pair of strong arms tightly encircle her waist, and a hot chest pressed against her back.

"Xia...Xia Jin?"

Her voice was trembling.

Her response was a muffled groan from Xia Jin, which she found somewhat suppressed.

Zhou Suxin seemed to sense Xia Jin's inner restraint.