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

"Greetings, Benefactor Xia."

Standing behind Venerable Miaodi, Head Monk Liansheng quickly bowed respectfully upon seeing Xia Jin appear.

After all, the moment the other party appeared, he could clearly sense that the other party's cultivation level was not weaker than that of Venerable Miaodi.

Xia Jin nodded slightly in return, but then turned her gaze to Venerable Miaodi, looking him up and down with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

"I never expected you to have come this far," Xia Jin said slowly. "It seems I underestimated you before."

Hearing Xia Jin's praise, Venerable Miaodi clasped his hands together, but his face showed neither joy nor sorrow: "Amitabha, this old monk is also indebted to Benefactor Xia. If it weren't for your help during the temple's assessment, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had this opportunity."

"Alright, being too modest is hypocrisy." Xia Jin raised an eyebrow with his hands behind his back. "It's because you've accumulated enough experience, nine lifetimes of reincarnation. Anyone else would never have succeeded. It's your own ability, and has little to do with me."

Venerable Miaodi smiled slightly and did not continue the argument.

"By the way!" Xia Jin suddenly stepped forward, a hint of eager fighting spirit flashing in his eyes: "Miao Di, now that we have both entered the Creation Realm, I would like to ask you for some pointers."

Since breaking through, Xia Jin has not encountered any other experts at the Creation Realm. He himself is not quite sure just how strong he is now.

"This..." Venerable Miaodi frowned upon hearing Xia Jin's words, but a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

Now that his cultivation from nine lifetimes has been unified, he has broken through to the Creation Realm in one fell swoop. Although he appears calm and collected on the surface, he is naturally extremely confident deep down.

Now that a fellow expert of the same realm has taken the initiative to spar, he also wants to test his own level among those of the same realm after nine lifetimes of arduous cultivation.

"Since Benefactor Xia has such an interest, this humble monk will gladly accompany you." Venerable Miaodi nodded slightly, then turned and pointed to the stone tower behind him. "Benefactor Xia, let's go inside and have a battle."

"Go inside?" Xia Jin looked at the stone tower in front of her, which was only a few dozen feet tall, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Seeing this, Venerable Miaodi immediately understood what Xia Jin was thinking: "Don't worry, this stone tower can withstand the battle between the two of us. Come with me, Benefactor Xia, and you will see."

After saying that, he turned around and walked directly toward the stone tower.

"That old bald monk is still keeping us in suspense." Xia Jin raised an eyebrow and followed without hesitation.

The two of them stepped into the gate of the stone tower, one after the other.

"The Venerable Myo-di is about to fight against Benefactor Xia!?"

The head monk Lian Sheng watched the two figures disappear with some envy, but he did not follow them. Instead, he stood outside the stone tower.

After all, this level of confrontation is not something one can simply watch from the sidelines.

After entering the stone pagoda, Venerable Miaodi did not linger, but went straight to the altar in the very center of the pagoda.

On the altar, there is a golden lotus flower about the size of a palm.

The lotus flower has nine petals, and its entire body is crystal clear, emitting a faint golden light.

"Hmm!? This is..." Xia Jin's gaze fell on the ninth-grade golden lotus, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

Venerable Miaodi stretched out his hand, and the golden lotus flew directly into his palm: "One flower, one world; one leaf, one Bodhi. This is the Ninth-Grade Golden Lotus, the most precious treasure of my Kasyapa Temple. Within this golden lotus, there is a small world of its own, sufficient to withstand the clash of experts at the Creation Realm. Benefactor Xia, are you satisfied here?"

Xia Jin stared at the nine-grade golden lotus, her eyes shining: "Excellent, Miao Di, I didn't expect your Kasyapa Temple to have so many treasures hidden away. I always thought the Western Regions Buddhist area was a barren land."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Miaodi couldn't help but give a wry smile.

Soon, his expression turned serious, and two golden beams of Buddhist light shot from his eyes, landing directly on the nine-grade golden lotus in his palm.

In an instant, the Nine-Rank Golden Lotus shone brightly, completely enveloping Xia Jin and Venerable Miaodi.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious fluctuation flashed by, and the two figures disappeared from their original positions at the same time.

Inside the stone tower, silence returned, with only the nine-petaled golden lotus flying back to the altar, radiating a soft light.

......

Outside the stone tower.

The head monk Lian Sheng stood still, staring blankly at the stone pagoda in front of him, unable to look away for a long time.

Even after Xia Jin and the others had been inside for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, his heart remained restless.

The Creation Realm. That was actually the Creation Realm!

In a single day, he actually witnessed two powerful experts at the Creation Realm!

However, it remains to be seen whether Venerable Miaodi or that Benefactor Xia is stronger.

While Abbot Liansheng was still speculating about the outcome of the battle between Xia Jin and Venerable Miaodi,

Suddenly, a sword light flew out from a cloud above Kasyapa Temple and fell straight down towards the temple!

"What? How can there be such powerful sword energy!?" After regaining his senses, Abbot Liansheng's expression changed drastically, his whole body surging with Buddhist light, and he subconsciously adopted a defensive posture.

The power of this sword energy far surpasses that of himself!

It is even highly likely that he will soon reach the level of Venerable Miaodi!

However, just as Abbot Liansheng was about to make his move, a hint of suspicion flashed across his face. He had not sensed any threat from the sword light.

Indeed, although the sword light was extremely sharp, it did not carry a trace of killing intent.

The sword light arrived extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, they had already landed three zhang away from the head of the Lotus Sect.

The light dissipated.

A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the sword light.

He was a gray-clad swordsman wearing a straw hat.

The brim of the straw hat was pulled down low, covering most of his face, and only the outline of his face could be vaguely seen. Even the long sword he carried on his back was not as ornate as a fine sword; instead, the rust on the hilt could be vaguely seen.

The gray-clad swordsman slightly raised his head, and beneath his bamboo hat, his eyes looked past the head monk Lian Sheng and directly at the stone tower behind him.