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

"Junior Brother Xia," Zhou Chu suddenly spoke.

His voice was completely different from before, and his face also carried a hint of heaviness.

Xia Jin felt a slight chill run down her spine. "Senior Brother Zhou, please speak frankly."

"Junior Brother Xia, to be honest, you've come at the wrong time."

"What I'm about to say might be a bit harsh," Zhou Chu sighed helplessly, "but... you're very likely to become the Hun-class disciple who stays in the Third Heaven the shortest."

Xia Jin's expression didn't change much, because he had already roughly guessed what Zhou Chu was worried about.

"Senior Brother Zhou, are you worried about the battle with the extraterrestrial race in a month?"

Zhou Chu did not answer immediately. He remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"That's right."

"Now, including you, we only have six disciples of the Hun clan." Zhou Chu clenched his fist. "And according to past experience, the number of alien prodigies who descend here is usually around eight."

"So when the time comes, even you... will have to fight."

Zhou Chu withdrew his hand, leaned back against the stone chair, and let out a long sigh.

"I look down on you, senior brother."

"Perhaps your talent and strength are outstanding, and being able to reach the third level at this age is a remarkable thing in itself."

"but......"

"You've only been cultivating in the Third Heaven for a month, far too short!"

"I understand what you mean, senior brother," Xia Jin suddenly said, interrupting him.

Zhou Chu was slightly taken aback.

But at this moment, Xia Jin had already stood up.

"Senior Brother Zhou. To be honest, whether you believe it or not... a month from now, those extraterrestrial races..."

"It doesn't matter who comes."

"Fighting me means certain death."

Xia Jin's words caused a flash of shock in Zhou Chu's eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

After Xia Jin finished speaking, she stepped directly into the mist.

Zhou Chu sat on the stone chair, remaining motionless for a long time.

After a while, "Phew~"

Zhou Chu let out a long breath, expelling all the stale air.

"This Junior Brother Xia... seems to be really confident."

"That's true. Every person who reaches the Third Heaven has climbed up by stepping over the corpses of others. Who would consider themselves inferior to someone else?"

He stood up and stretched.

"However, anyone who dares to say 'it doesn't matter who comes'... is either an arrogant madman, or..."

He didn't finish the second half of his sentence.

"Let's go."

He waved to the three clay figures carrying the ebony, and they resumed their steps, carrying the heavy ebony, and followed behind him, walking step by step towards the edge of the valley.

......

On the other side, Xia Jin walked in the valley, where the fog grew thicker and thicker.

He didn't take his conversation with Zhou Chu to heart.

It wasn't that he underestimated them, but rather that he was all too aware of his own strength. Especially after successfully surviving the Demon Cave, the system's reward directly propelled him to the ninth level of the Creation Realm, and allowed him to gather three-fifths of his greatest trump card, the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Extraterrestrial race?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of disdain.

I don't care if you're a prodigy or not, I don't care what race you're from.

If we really have to face off a month later,

Come on.

As he pondered, the fog in front of Xia Jin thinned out. He stopped, looked up, and saw a lake.

Yes, a lake.

The so-called Yuanling Pool is not a "pool" at all, but a lake.

Xia Jin stood on the shore of the lake, slightly taken aback.

"These people, why would they call this place the Yuanling Pool? ... It turns out it's a lake."

Xia Jin chuckled wryly.

He crouched down, stretched out his right hand, and gently touched the surface of the lake with his fingertips.

The lake water was slightly cool.

But the instant his fingertips touched the water, a warm current surged up from his fingertips, spreading along his forearm, as if something was traveling along his meridians, and every pore involuntarily opened up wherever it passed.

That feeling...

Xia Jin closed her eyes and savored the moment.

It was as if every muscle, every bone, and every meridian in the body was simultaneously letting out a satisfied sigh.

"Comfortable."

He whispered a single word.

Then he became impolite.

Xia Jin stood up, quickly took off her outer robe, and walked step by step into the lake.

With each step he took, the warm current grew stronger, as if countless gentle hands were caressing his body.

Xia Jin walked to the vicinity of the center of the lake, where the water just reached his collarbone.

He stopped.

The buoyancy of the lake supported his body, allowing him to float with almost no effort. The warm current surged in from all directions, enveloping him like a warm, soft cocoon.

He closed his eyes and let his body stretch out in the water.

"No wonder the disciples of the Third Heaven are so much stronger than those below..."

"Just this step of cleansing the physical body in the Yuanling Pool alone makes a huge difference."

The comfortable environment made Xia Jin feel sleepy. His voice grew softer and softer, and his eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Slowly, he fell asleep, and his body sank involuntarily into the lake.