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

With a wave of his hand, Xia Jin placed the storage bag steadily into his palm.

As he casually scanned it with his divine sense, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Hmm? I didn't expect Yin Qianji to have so many good things hidden away! It seems that sitting in the fourth position of the top-ranked disciple has indeed brought him a lot of resources."

Although these things are of little value to him now, they are still invaluable treasures to Leng Yuexi and Su Xuanji, who are only at the Land Immortal Realm.

In particular, there are several kinds of pills inside that can help them break through to higher realms.

Xia Jin nodded in satisfaction, put away the storage bag, and a smile appeared on her face when she looked at Mu Ping'er.

"Excellent, I like this gift very much."

Mu Ping'er was overjoyed and was about to say something when she saw Xia Jin suddenly stand up and walk towards her step by step.

Her heart suddenly raced. Could it be that this lord before her had also taken a fancy to her beauty?

However, it turned out that she was overthinking it.

Xia Jin walked up to her, reached out and pinched her delicate, peach-blossom-like chin, gently lifting it so that she had no choice but to look him in the eye.

Mu Ping'er's eyes showed some panic, but more than that, they were filled with anticipation.

However, Xia Jin's next words stunned her.

"Remember this, I do not need you to sell your body here."

"As long as you can demonstrate your value and showcase your abilities, what you receive will far exceed your expectations! But if you think that you can get anything from me just because of your looks..."

Xia Jin paused, a faint hint of mockery on her face: "Then you'd better give up on that idea as soon as possible."

Mu Ping'er's eyes trembled violently.

Since she embarked on the path of spiritual cultivation, no one had ever said such a thing to her.

Does it not require selling one's physical body?

Everyone she encountered, whether before entering the temple or after becoming Yin Qianji's follower, looked at her with undisguised covetous eyes, drawn to her beauty and her voluptuous, alluring body.

She believed that this was her value.

She believed that this was her only asset in surviving in this dog-eat-dog world.

But this man in front of me...

Mu Ping'er stared blankly at Xia Jin, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Just then, a white outer robe gently fell onto her.

Xia Jin had picked up the outer robe that she had taken off without her noticing, and casually draped it over her shoulders, completely covering the barely visible spring scenery.

"Put them on."

He said something indifferently, then turned and walked out of the hall.

Mu Ping'er stood there, stunned, watching the receding figure, her eyes still filled with disbelief.

As Xia Jin was about to leave the main hall, she stopped.

"You're quite good. That fall just now almost made me fall for you."

"Unfortunately, I already have a woman."

After saying that, his figure completely disappeared outside the palace gate.

Mu Ping'er stood there, motionless for a long time.

After a long while, she suddenly laughed.

That smile wasn't the contrived, affected allure of before, but a genuine, relaxed smile from the heart.

She looked down at her right wrist.

There was a small, bright red mark there.

Gonggong sand.

Everyone thought that Mu Ping'er was a promiscuous woman, and that she had been with countless men.

But who among them knew that it was just a disguise?

She needed to protect herself, she needed to survive in this world. Those alluring glances, those seductive gestures, those coy advances were all just her weapons.

No one actually got to meet her.

Mu Ping'er gently stroked the mark of virginity, a complex light flashing in her eyes.

It's likely that no one except herself would have guessed that she possessed a trace of the bloodline of an ancient sea monster.

After she entered the Divine Realm, the talent she awakened was the art of illusion.

Unlike Xing Ruoliu's ability to manipulate illusions and confuse the enemy's eyes and five senses, her illusion technique directly affects the soul!

Those men who thought they had gotten the better deal were merely entangled with thin air in the dream she had woven.

Mu Ping'er gathered her thoughts, tightened her outer robe, and turned to walk out of the hall.

Outside the palace gate, Yin Shixuan was still standing guard.

When he saw Mu Ping'er come out, he subconsciously glanced at her.

Then, he froze.

This woman... why does she seem a little different?

It's the same face, the same person, but their whole demeanor seems to have changed.

The deliberate allure she exuded before had vanished completely. In its place was a refreshing and clean feeling, even... a touch of innocence?

Mu Ping'er walked up to him and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Then she walked past him and left.

Yin Shixuan watched her retreating figure, his brows furrowing again.

strangeness.

too weird.

How come Mu Ping'er is like a completely different person after going in?

......

At this moment, inside the palace where Xing Ruoliu was.

On the soft couch, Xing Ruoliu leaned against the armrest, holding a white fox in her arms. She gently stroked the fox's soft fur, and a hint of a smile appeared in her eyes, which were usually as cold as ice.

"As expected of the man I've set my sights on, he's actually turned Yin Qianji, the fourth-ranked 'Heavenly One,' into an idiot."

Not far from her feet, Meng Xian knelt on the ground, head bowed.

His face was extremely pale.

What happened to the person who finally managed to find someone to attack Xia Jin?

He was actually tricked by that newbie like he was playing with a stray dog, and in the end he was turned into an idiot!

Meng Xian cursed inwardly. Fourth place? A humanoid beast? Utterly useless! Utterly useless!

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have gone to see him in the first place!

"Meng Xian".

Suddenly, Xing Ruoliu's voice came from above.

The sound was not loud, and could even be described as calm, but to Meng Xian, it sent a chill down his spine.

His body trembled violently. "Your subordinate is here."

"I have a question for you."

Xing Ruoliu's hand was still stroking the white fox, but her cold gaze fell on Meng Xian.

"Yesterday, did you secretly leave here and go to see Yin Qianji?"

Meng Xian's expression changed drastically!

"It seems I was right. What, does today's outcome seem to have disappointed you?"

Xing Ruoliu's voice remained calm, but an invisible pressure had already enveloped the entire hall.

Meng Xian trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"My...my lord! I know I was wrong! Please spare my life! Please spare my life!"

"I was just confused for a moment! Just confused for a moment! Please, sir, forgive me this time, considering my years of dedication!"

Xing Ruoliu looked at him quietly, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"A moment of confusion?"

"You traitor, you even want to collude with Yin Qianji behind my back to spy on me? You've been with me for so long, you should know my rules."

She slowly raised her hand.

"big......"

Meng Xian opened his mouth, about to beg for mercy, but he hadn't even had time to utter a second word.

"Bang!"

Xing Ruoliu's palm had already landed on him.

Meng Xian's body stiffened abruptly, his eyes instantly lost their luster, and he fell straight backward.

He was completely lifeless.

Xing Ruoliu withdrew her hand, glanced at her palm, and a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes.

"Killing you would dirty my hands."

She waved her hand casually.

The old peach tree outside the window seemed to come alive; several thick branches quickly extended, snatched Meng Xian's corpse, and ruthlessly flung it out of the hall.

The body flew far away, and it's unknown where it landed.

Xing Ruoliu continued to stroke the white fox in her arms, seemingly lost in thought.

"Now that Yin Qianji is dealt with, I wonder... will Fan Wujiu, who's ranked third, be able to cause you some trouble?"

"This is really something to look forward to."