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

Inside the Imperial Study, Xia Jin sat in the main seat, her gaze sweeping over Leng Yuexi and the others in front of her.

"Tell me," he frowned, "why did that old devil suddenly come to cause trouble in my Great Xia?"

Leng Yuexi and Xia Yu exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Husband, let me say it."

Leng Yuexi briefly described how the Third Elder of the Heavenly Sword Profound Sect demanded the "Temple Token," and then looked into Xia Jin's eyes.

After listening, Xia Jin's brows furrowed even more, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "You mean, the first thing he did upon arriving was to ask for the 'Temple Token'?" He looked at Leng Yuexi and the others, who all nodded in affirmation.

"Big brother," Xia Yu couldn't help but interject, his face full of doubt, "what the hell is this 'Temple Token'? None of us have ever heard of it!"

"Temple Token?" Xia Jin slowly shook his head; he, too, had no recollection of this item.

But just as he was about to speak, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Wait a minute, could that so-called Temple Token be the jade pendant I got from those ten fierce generals...?

He pondered for a moment, and instead of answering Xia Yu's question immediately, he reached into his robes, took out an item, and placed it on the table in front of everyone.

It was a jade pendant about the size of a palm.

"Take a look at this. If I'm not mistaken," Xia Jin's gaze fell on the jade pendant, her tone tinged with uncertainty, "the 'Temple Token' that the old ghost mentioned... is probably this."

"Big brother, what did you say?" Xia Yu was stunned for a moment. He stepped forward, carefully picked up the jade pendant on the table, and examined it carefully, turning it over and over in his palm.

After a long pause, he looked up and asked suspiciously, "Brother, is that all? This jade pendant... the material looks like ordinary warm jade. It might be a bit old, but it's definitely not a top-quality material. And the workmanship is... well, extremely ordinary. Apart from these few characters that look somewhat like Sanskrit, there's nothing special about it."

"It doesn't seem like a temple decree at all."

Seeing the disbelieving expressions on Xia Yu's and Qin Hu's faces, Xia Jin couldn't help but frown.

"By the way, Yuexi, did you find any clues when I asked you to search for the meaning of the words on this jade pendant?" He suddenly looked at Leng Yuexi, who was deep in thought beside him.

"My lord, speaking of these words... Yesterday, I went to see Rou'er, and with the help of her friend, we managed to decipher them," Leng Yuexi said with a smile.

"Oh? Tell me quickly, what do these words mean?" Upon hearing Leng Yuexi's words, Xia Jin and Xia Yu looked at her at the same time.

"These words mean 'The Purple Moon appears in the world, and the envoy descends.'"

"The Purple Moon has appeared, and the envoy has descended?" Xia Yu repeated in a low voice, still somewhat confused.

"We haven't figured out the specifics yet," Leng Yuexi continued, "but Rou'er's friend deduced that, according to celestial phenomena, a 'purple moon' will appear within three months. At that time, we'll probably know the truth!"

"Three months?"

Xia Jin frowned, then suddenly looked up towards the east!

"Husband, what's wrong?" Leng Yuexi asked, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes when she saw Xia Jin's actions.

"A powerful aura is rapidly approaching the Eastern Region, or rather, towards our Great Xia!"

"You all wait here." Xia Jin stood up, a cold glint in her eyes. "I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back."

"Big brother? It can't be something else again..." Xia Yu opened his mouth, but before he could finish speaking.

Then Xia Jin raised his hand and casually made a slash in the air in front of him, and a spatial rift appeared instantly. He then stepped into it and his figure disappeared into the rift.

……

At this moment, a slightly disheveled figure was speeding through the sky a thousand miles away from the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The man was pale, his only remaining hand clutching a severed arm. He was none other than the Second Elder of the Heavenly Sword Profound Sect, who had come in pursuit of the Third Elder's aura!

The reason he went to the Eastern Region was that among the four elders of the Heavenly Sword Profound Sect who went to the Eastern Region this time, only the Third Elder was good at healing.

As long as the Third Elder makes a move, his right arm, which was severed by the mysterious scale on the black dragon's body, can be fully restored.

However, just as he was focused on speeding forward, a sudden chill swept over his entire body!

"Hmm!? What's going on? Why do I have this feeling?"

He stopped abruptly, but when he saw clearly what was in front of him, his pupils suddenly dilated!

Not far ahead, in the void, stood a figure clad in a black dragon robe, seemingly having known his location all along.

That's right, this person is Xia Jin, who just left the Great Xia Imperial Palace!

After mastering the top-tier skill of "Three Feet to the Ends of the Earth," this distance was nothing more than a fleeting moment for him.

The Second Elder stared intently at the unfamiliar figure before him.

While he was puzzled, what horrified him even more was the deadly sense of danger emanating from the other person!

He forcibly suppressed his shock and shouted sharply, "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?!"

Xia Jin didn't answer immediately; his gaze fell on the other man's chest. There, he saw a unique sword-shaped mark identical to the one on the robe of the Third Elder he had killed!

"It seems my guess was right, that old ghost has accomplices!" Xia Jin's lips curled up slightly, revealing a strange smile.

Seeing that Xia Jin not only didn't answer but also showed such a strange smile, the Second Elder felt a surge of anger. He shouted again, "Playing tricks! Get out of here right now, or don't blame me..."

"Otherwise what?" Xia Jin finally spoke, with a hint of sarcasm. "What, you've lost an arm, yet you're still so hot-tempered? It seems you, like your other fellow disciple, lack manners."

"Wait, you... what did you say?!" The Second Elder was stunned at first, then a sense of foreboding washed over him. "You've met our Heavenly Sword Profound Sect's Third Elder?!"

"Of course, the sword-shaped mark on your chests is exactly the same. I won't mistake it," Xia Jin said calmly.

"What did you do to the Third Elder?" The Second Elder of the Heavenly Sword Profound Sect narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Xia Jin with an unfriendly expression.

"Want to know? Then obediently follow me, and perhaps you'll have a chance to meet him." Xia Jin's expression unconsciously turned strange when he thought of the Third Elder, who had been burned to ashes by him.

But this strangeness caused the Second Elder's expression to change. However, just as he was about to attack Xia Jin, his vision suddenly blurred!

Xia Jin, who was standing ten feet away from him just a second ago, appeared behind him without warning!

A slender hand gently rested on his only intact left shoulder.

"Ugh!" The Second Elder froze, feeling an irresistible force instantly invade his body, completely imprisoning him!

In an instant, terror spread wildly in his pupils.

"Let's go!" Xia Jin's voice rang in his ear.

Before she finished speaking, Xia Jin had already grabbed him and walked back into the void rift next to her.