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

The sixth prince slowly opened his eyes.

A carefree heavenly realm!

The realm that so many people strive for, he has so easily stepped into today.

"Uncle Yun!" The Sixth Prince's face didn't show much joy, but rather a hint of annoyance. "This 'Blood Dragon Technique' is not bad, but... its efficiency is far too low!"

"These old fellows are at least at the eighth or ninth level of the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm, yet the four of them combined barely managed to push me into the threshold of the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm?"

He looked down at his hands, which had returned to normal, and his tone grew increasingly dissatisfied: "If I continue to devour these mediocre people step by step, when will I ever reach the Divine Realm?"

"Your Highness, greed and recklessness are the greatest taboos in cultivation." The taciturn white-robed elder looked at the sixth prince, who was showing dissatisfaction, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"The Blood Dragon Technique is currently the most suitable cultivation method for you. Otherwise, how could you have broken through from the Grandmaster realm to your current Free and Unfettered Heavenly Realm in just half a year?"

"Ordinary martial artists, even those with exceptional talent, would never even dream of reaching this level without fifty or sixty years of arduous training. Your Highness, you should be content."

The old man in white's words gradually dispelled the slight dissatisfaction in the sixth prince's eyes.

"And Your Highness, don't forget, three days from now... there's still that Xuan Yin Sect leader waiting to be devoured by you!"

Upon hearing the words "Master of the Xuan Yin Sect," a hint of greed unconsciously appeared on the Sixth Prince's face.

"Uncle Yun, you're right!" He licked his dry lips, a wicked glint in his eyes. "That woman... possesses a Xuan Yin Body, a rare find even in a century! Her pure Xuan Yin True Qi and Yuan Yin Blood Qi are absolutely invaluable tonics for me!"

"If we can devour and refine all of this woman's cultivation and blood essence... I estimate that it would be enough for Your Highness to break through several barriers and reach the fifth level of the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm." The white-robed elder nodded to the Sixth Prince.

"Fifth level of the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm..." A glint of light flashed in the Sixth Prince's narrow eyes. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

But then he frowned again.

"Hmph! This Leng Yuexi... I, Your Highness, condescended to show her all my kindness, yet she dared to refuse me time and time again! Since she won't listen to reason, then don't blame me for being merciless!" The Sixth Prince sneered and stomped hard on a withered corpse on the ground.

"What a pity... such a voluptuous and beautiful woman, I, Your Highness, cannot keep her to enjoy."

Thinking of Leng Yuexi's appearance, the Sixth Prince couldn't help but grit his teeth.

The old man in white stood with his hands at his sides, looking at the sixth prince's somewhat ferocious expression, and coldly rebuked him: "Your Highness, remember this! There are plenty of women! Your goal is only one: to ascend the throne of the Great Qian Dynasty!"

"Uncle Yun, I understand!! I lost my composure!" After taking a deep breath, the Sixth Prince finally regained his composure.

......

On the other side, at the Phoenix Palace.

Three hours after Xia Jin left Fenglin Palace, a man in black sneaked into the palace under the cover of night and stopped outside a brightly lit side hall.

"This is it!" The man in black took out a crossbow and tied a letter to one of the bolts.

"call out!!"

A sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out, piercing straight through the side hall!

Leng Yuexi, who was sitting face-to-face with Jiang Rou, suddenly had a glint in her eyes. She reached out with her right hand and caught the crossbow bolt between two fingers!

A letter was tied to the arrow shaft.

"Who dares to act so presumptuously in the palace!" Leng Yuexi shouted coldly, grabbed the crossbow bolt, and smashed out of the window in the direction from which the bolt had been fired!

After a few moments, she saw a person lying in a corner, dressed in black and with a black cloth covering their face. Black blood was flowing from the person's seven orifices, and they were already dead. They were still holding a crossbow in their hand, clearly having ingested a deadly poison.

"Hmph! Death squad!" Leng Yuexi's face was as cold as frost, but her eyes were filled with rage.

Just then, Jiang Rou caught up: "Master, what's going on?...Are these assassins?"

Leng Yuexi remained silent, then untied the letter from the arrow shaft and unfolded it to read it.

It was the same paper as the letter from earlier that day, and the content on it made Leng Yuexi's expression change.

"If you wish to save Jiang Qianjue, come to the Xuan Yin Sect in three days!"

"What?!" Jiang Rou leaned closer to take a look, and her face also darkened. "So, the trick during the day was a diversionary tactic? Deliberately leading Prince Jin to Xiguan City?!"

"Rou'er, listen to me." Leng Yuexi was silent for a moment, then a resolute glint flashed in her eyes. "I suspect that something has happened to the Xuan Yin Sect! Otherwise, the person behind it would never have allowed us to return to the Xuan Yin Sect!"

"Master, what should we do now..." Jiang Rou frowned.

"There's no time!" Leng Yuexi gripped Jiang Rou's arm tightly. "Rou'er, you stay here in Fenglin Palace and don't go anywhere! If my husband returns, immediately tell him that I've already gone to the Xuan Yin Sect!"

Before she finished speaking, Leng Yuexi's figure blurred, and she transformed into a streak of purple light, soaring into the sky and disappearing from Jiang Rou's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Master! Master!!" Jiang Rou chased after him for a few steps, calling out to the empty sky, but there was no response.

"This is a trap!!" A cool breeze blew by, and Jiang Rou felt a chill on her face. A thought flashed through her mind. "The target isn't Feng Lin, nor Prince Jin, but my master!"

"Prince Jin...you must come back soon!" Jiang Rou clutched the letter tightly, her heart filled with anxiety.

......

Jiang Rou returned to the side hall, sat on the soft chair by the window, and clutched the letter tightly in her hand.

She dared not close her eyes, not even for a moment, lest she fail to deliver the letter to Xia Jin the instant he returned.

After a period of agonizing waiting, just as dawn was breaking, a familiar presence appeared outside the side hall.

Jiang Rou suddenly stood up, clutching the letter, and rushed towards the palace gate.

"Prince Jin!" Jiang Rou's voice was urgent. The moment she saw Xia Jin, she stuffed the power of her power into his hand. "Quick! Go to the Xuan Yin Sect! Save Master! Master passed away last night! He passed away last night!"

Xia Jin suddenly frowned, glanced at the contents of the letter, and said, "What's going on? Explain yourself."

"It's a diversionary tactic! We've all fallen for it!" Jiang Rou spoke rapidly. "Last night, a assassin infiltrated the palace and shot this message. My master deduced that something might have happened to the Xuan Yin Sect, so he went there alone!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the letter in Xia Jin's hand silently turned into dust.

"Stay here and await my return!"

Leaving behind only these few short, cold words, Xia Jin's figure had already vanished from the spot.

"At my speed, I should still be able to make it..."