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

The scroll in Leng Yuexi's hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

Her body stiffened slightly, and in her usually calm and indifferent eyes, disbelief turned into surprise, and then surprise turned into a moist glint.

Su Xuanji's reaction was also quite strong. She almost dropped her teacup and stood up abruptly, staring blankly at the figure that appeared in front of her.

A few drops of cool tea spilled from the teacup, but the person was completely unaware.

Xia Jin's gaze swept across the hall, and when he saw the two familiar figures by the window, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

He took a step forward, his figure appearing behind Leng Yuexi like a ghost. Before she could react, his arms were already wrapped around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

His warm breath fell on her ear, carrying a familiar scent.

"Madam, I'm back."

Leng Yuexi went limp, leaning against Xia Jin's chest, feeling the warmth she hadn't felt for three months. Her eyes were slightly red, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall, instead reaching out and gently grasping his hand that was wrapped around her waist.

"Hmph! You... you finally decided to come back. It's been three months, and you didn't send anyone a single message."

Her voice carried a hint of reproach, but more than that, it was filled with undisguised joy.

Xia Jin rested his chin on the top of her head and gently rubbed it. He didn't say anything, but just hugged her tighter.

Su Xuanji stood aside, watching this scene, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and quietly turned around, pretending to tidy up the tea set on the table.

"Xuanji".

Xia Jin's voice came from behind.

Su Xuanji paused, but did not turn around. She simply said coldly, "Your Highness Prince Jin, do you still remember to come back? I thought you were having too much fun outside to remember your homeland."

Her tone was cold, but the slight tremor in her voice betrayed her.

Xia Jin chuckled softly, released her grip on Leng Yuexi's arm, and stepped forward to stand behind Su Xuanji.

Before Su Xuanji could react, an arm reached out from behind, wrapped around her waist, and pulled her into that warm embrace.

"you!"

Su Xuanji's face instantly turned red. She subconsciously tried to struggle, but the arm was held tightly, and she couldn't break free at all.

"Let go of me! Who gave you permission to hug me!"

She said this, but her struggles grew weaker and weaker until she froze, letting him hold her.

Xia Jin lowered her head, her warm breath brushing against her earlobe, her voice carrying a hint of amusement, yet also a touch of seriousness:

"What? You're my woman. Does that mean I can't even hold you because I miss you?"

These few simple words were like a key, instantly unlocking the tightly closed door in Su Xuanji's heart.

Her eyes welled up with tears, her nose stung, and all her grievances and resentments surged up at that moment.

"Who...who asked you to think about it?"

She muttered softly, her voice incredibly gentle.

Leng Yuexi stood aside, watching this scene. Instead of being angry, she covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

She knew Su Xuanji too well. This stubborn but soft-hearted younger sister, though she said no, was probably already looking forward to this moment.

Xia Jin walked to the soft couch and sat down, then put her left arm around Su Xuanji and held Leng Yuexi's hand with her right.

He felt his heart was filled with an unprecedented peace and contentment.

At this moment, he was neither Prince Jin nor a disciple of the Hun family.

He is just Xia Jin.

"By the way, my husband," Leng Yuexi looked at Xia Jin, her tone tinged with curiosity, "what's inside that temple like? Are there many powerful figures there?"

Xia Jin lowered her head, glanced at her, then looked at Su Xuanji, who was holding an ostrich in her arms, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"A multitude of powerful individuals? Perhaps."

"After all, the strongest beings in the Eastern Xuan Continent or other continents today are at most at the Land Immortal Realm, and perhaps a few at the low level of the Divine Transformation Realm."

"The temple is divided into three heavens. In the weakest heaven, anyone you pick is already a Transcendent Realm expert. Even in the second heaven and above, Creation Realm experts are everywhere."

"What!? Husband, are you serious?" Leng Yuexi's pupils contracted slightly, and Su Xuanji couldn't help but lift her head from his embrace, her face full of shock.

Are any one of them a Divine Realm expert?

Such power, if placed on the Eastern Xuan Continent, would be enough to suppress an entire region. Yet within the Divine Temple, it's merely at the weakest level?

Looking at the expressions of the two women, Xia Jin suddenly smiled. He reached out and gently pinched Leng Yuexi's cheek, then ruffled Su Xuanji's hair, his tone carrying a hint of domineering:

"But you don't need to worry. Your husband is now undoubtedly the strongest among all the disciples of the temple."

These words were spoken with an overwhelming air of arrogance, without a trace of humility.

But what he said was true.

Leng Yuexi's eyes lit up instantly. She looked at Xia Jin with a look of admiration like that of a young girl.

"My husband, you are truly amazing."

Although Su Xuanji didn't speak, her reaction was more obvious than Leng Yuexi's.

Looking at the expressions of the two women, Xia Jin felt a sense of relief. She couldn't help but lower her head and gently peck Leng Yuexi on the forehead, and then kiss Su Xuanji on the forehead as well.

Su Xuanji's face turned red again, but this time she didn't flinch; she just lowered her head even further.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Leng Yuexi raised her head, looked into Xia Jin's eyes, and asked softly:

"My lord, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

"This time..." Xia Jin's smile gradually faded, replaced by a somewhat solemn expression, "I must return to the temple first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Huh? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xia Jin sighed and gripped the two women's hands even tighter.

"Because the cataclysmic calamity is coming. I don't want to see the Great Xia destroyed in this catastrophe."

Leng Yuexi remained silent for a moment, then gently leaned back against his chest, saying nothing more. Su Xuanji bit her lip, looked up at Xia Jin, and asked, "Will that world-ending calamity really come?"

Xia Jin lowered her head, met her gaze, and nodded seriously.

"It will come."

A flicker of panic crossed Su Xuanji's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it. She took a deep breath and squeezed Xia Jin's hand tightly.

"Then you... must be careful."

Looking at her stubborn yet worried expression, Xia Jin felt a warmth in her heart and nodded.

"rest assured."

After a moment of silence, Xia Jin suddenly tightened his arms, pulling the two women closer to him. He lowered his head, his gaze sweeping back and forth across Leng Yuexi and Su Xuanji's faces, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Alright, it's getting late. The two of you will keep me company tonight."

As soon as she finished speaking, a faint blush appeared on Leng Yuexi's face, but she only gave a soft "hmm" and did not refuse.

Su Xuanji's reaction was much stronger; her earlobes turned bright red in an instant, and even her neck was tinged with a blush.

She struggled violently to get up from Xia Jin's embrace, stammering, "I...I'll go back first! Let Sister Yuexi stay with you! I...I—"

Before she could finish speaking, her wrist was grabbed by a slender hand.

Leng Yuexi grasped her wrist, looking at her with a half-smile, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Xia Jin couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at the two women's expressions.

He raised his hand, and with a gentle wave of his wide sleeves, the candlelight in the hall went out, plunging the entire Prince Jin's Palace into a soft darkness.

......

The next morning.

Xia Jin woke up, propped himself up, looked down at the two sleeping women beside him, and gently kissed their foreheads.

He then donned a black dragon robe and strode out of the Jinwang Palace.

Before leaving, Xia Jin specifically sought out Xia Yu, who was in the Imperial Study, and gave him some instructions before departing from the Great Xia Imperial Palace.

Less than half an hour after Xia Jin left, Su Xuanji woke up.

She groggily opened her eyes and instinctively reached out to touch what was beside her; it was cold.

The person is gone.

She tried to sit up, but as soon as she moved, a soreness came from her waist, making her cry out "Ah!" and fall back onto the couch.

Su Xuanji bit her lip, and the scenes from last night involuntarily surfaced in her mind, causing her face to flush bright red.

"Bad thing..."

"I don't know where he gets such energy..."

After she finished scolding, she couldn't help but laugh again. But as she laughed, her eyes started to sting.

She looked up at the sky outside. That wicked thing should be far away by now.

"I hope you're alright... I hope you come back safely..."