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

"Don't move."

"The backlash from the Hehuan Sword Intent... I'm finding it hard to suppress. Help me, I need your help!"

Zhou Suxin's mind went blank.

Images flashed through her mind, instantly turning her already tense face bright red, almost as if it were about to bleed.

"Bang!"

The room door was closed tightly, and after a moment, two somewhat rapid breathing sounds could be heard.

Outside the window, a peach tree planted by Zhou Suxin was swayed by a gentle breeze, and countless peach blossoms swayed and fell to the ground.

fifth day.

Morning light streamed into the room through the window curtains, and Zhou Suxin woke up.

She lay on a broad and warm chest, her long, black hair scattered messily over Xia Jin's body.

Feeling the warmth beneath her, she dared not move.

Memories of yesterday flooded back, and her face burned again, even her breath became scalding.

She lowered her head slightly, burying her face in Xia Jin's chest, not daring to look at him.

So... this is what a man's aura is like?

Zhou Suxin closed her eyes, feeling the strong rhythm of her heart beneath her chest. She carefully raised her head and secretly glanced at Xia Jin out of the corner of her eye.

The morning light fell on Xia Jin's face, making his features appear even more noble. With his sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, high nose, and distinctive long purple hair, he exuded an innate confidence even in his sleep.

Zhou Suxin was completely mesmerized.

This man was her Daoist partner.

Zhou Suxin's heart beat faster. She quickly looked away, but couldn't help but steal a glance back.

at this time,

Those tightly closed eyes opened.

His deep eyes held a hint of languor from just waking up, but when he saw the woman in front of him, they were instantly filled with a smile.

Xia Jin suddenly tightened her arms, pulling Zhou Suxin into her embrace, resting her chin on the top of her head, and letting out a soft laugh.

"Madam, you're awake?"

Zhou Suxin's body stiffened.

She shook her head quickly, buried her face in Xia Jin's chest, and mumbled, "...Not yet."

The sound was so faint it was like a mosquito's buzz.

Xia Jin's chest trembled; he was laughing.

"Really?" He lowered his head slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Then... shall we sleep a little longer?"

Before Zhou Suxin could react, she felt that the wicked hand starting to act restlessly again.

"what!"

A gasp echoed through the room in the early morning.

From dawn to noon, from noon to dusk.

As dusk began to fall, Xia Jin finally emerged from her room.

He wore a long robe, his long purple hair casually draped behind him, exuding an air of languor and ease.

The door to the room behind them was ajar, and Zhou Suxin's even and long breathing could be heard from inside.

She was clearly exhausted and fell into a deep sleep again.

Xia Jin stood in the courtyard, raised her right hand, palm up, fingers slightly spread.

next moment,

A pink sword intent slowly rose from his palm; beneath that seemingly weak pink light lay a chilling power.

The Sword Intent of the Mortal World.

This is not the Hehuan Sword Intent used by the Hehuan Sword Sect for dual cultivation, but the legendary top-level sword intent derived from the Hehuan Sword Intent.

The mortal world is vast and complex, filled with the seven emotions and six desires, including love, hate, anger, and infatuation.

All the causes and effects in the world are contained within this.

This sword can sever cause and effect.

This sword can sever all worldly ties.

However, it has only just taken shape and has not yet revealed its terrifying nature.

Xia Jin quietly looked at the pink sword intent in her palm, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, which was then filled with ecstasy.

He didn't expect it.

He really didn't expect that.

After merging with Zhou Suxin's Yin and Yang, he actually comprehended the Red Dust Sword Intent directly from the Hehuan Sword Intent.

"It's a success! I never expected things to go so smoothly!!" Xia Jin clenched her hands excitedly.

Just as he was overjoyed, a system notification sounded in his mind that excited him even more.

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host, on learning the Joyful Union Sword Intent and comprehending the Mortal World Sword Intent.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received the mission reward: Mortal World Sword Technique (Beginner Level), 500,000 years of cultivation.]

"Reward! System reward!! I need to claim the system reward while I still have time!"

Xia Jin glanced at the half-open door. Zhou Suxin was still asleep, and no one knew that she had received the reward.

With a thought, a figure exactly like him emerged directly from between his eyebrows.

A black robe, long purple hair, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes—everything about him, except for his clothes, was exactly the same as Xia Jin's true form.

Yin-Yang Differentiation Technique!

"Thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoist." Xia Jin nodded as she looked at the black-clad avatar in front of her.

The man in black smiled slightly, revealing a smile identical to Xia Jin's: "Go ahead and rest assured, I'll keep an eye on things here."

Xia Jin nodded, said no more, and transformed into a dazzling rainbow, soaring into the sky outside the Hehuan Sword Sect.

......

It is hundreds of miles away from the Hehuan Sword Sect.

In a desolate valley, Xia Jin descended from the sky and landed directly on a huge blue rock.

He looked around and, after confirming that there was no sign of any living creature within a radius of several miles, sat down cross-legged.

The surface of the bluestone was smooth and cool. The mountain wind blew in from the valley entrance, making his robes flutter and his long purple hair fly in the wind.

Xia Jin closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sank her mind into the depths of her consciousness.

He silently recited it in his mind.

"System, retrieve the task reward."

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have received the mission reward: Mortal Sword Technique (Beginner Level), 500,000 years of cultivation.]

A notification sounded in my mind.

The next moment, a massive torrent of information rushed into Xia Jin's mind.

Red Dust Sword Technique

"This is too powerful! This is the strongest sword technique I've ever seen!!"

[Ding! The deduction of the Mortal World Sword Technique requires cultivation points. Currently, the deduction has reached the Great Perfection stage, estimated to consume 50,000 years of cultivation. Would you like to continue?]

Fifty thousand years of cultivation? A mere fifty thousand years.

Xia Jin did not hesitate at all.

"continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously obscure and difficult-to-understand Red Dust Sword Techniques and mental cultivation methods seemed to be peeled away layer by layer by an invisible hand, revealing their most core essence.

Time passed by, second by second.

One hour.

A full hour.

The valley was so quiet that only the sound of the wind and water could be heard. Xia Jin sat cross-legged on the blue stone, as still as a sculpture.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

A flash of pink light appeared in those purple eyes.

Xia Jin slowly raised her right hand, bringing her two fingers together.

Countless pink sword energies burst forth from his body, like hundreds of pink ribbons, swirling and dancing around him, turning the entire valley crimson.

Mortal World Sword Technique!

Xia Jin gently waved her right hand.

The hundreds of pink sword energies instantly converged into a massive torrent of sword energy, which crashed down towards the sky above.

Rumble!!!

A pink sword aura shot into the sky, like a giant sword that split the heavens and earth in two.

Wherever the sword energy passed, cracks appeared in space, creating void fissures that stretched for thousands of meters.

However, it was quickly repaired by the rules of heaven and earth, but the terrifying pressure lingered for a long time.

"So strong!?" Xia Jin's eyes suddenly lit up.

Keep in mind that this is the Mirage Realm, where the entire space is incredibly stable. To tear apart the void, one would need to be at least at the Dragon Transformation Realm. However, even at the ninth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, at full power, one could only tear a void rift a few meters long.

To put it more directly, the power of this sword strike is absolutely comparable to the full power of a first-level Great Power Realm expert.

Inside the Hehuan Sword Sect, Sect Master Jiang Ling suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on the direction where Xia Jin was.

"Such terrifying sword intent! There's a powerful expert at the Great Power Realm over there!! What's going on?!"

"Strange, why do I also sense a trace of the Joyous Union Sword Intent within this sword intent?"