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

Leng Yuexi's arrival immediately brought joy back to the faces of the previously dejected civil and military officials of Fenglin, and they straightened their backs without realizing it.

"This person... could she be the leader of the Xuan Yin Sect, where Her Highness the Eldest Princess resides?" A Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel from Fenglin looked at Leng Yuexi with awe.

"It should be! Just now, Her Highness the Eldest Princess was calling that sect leader!" A slightly plump Marquis of Fenglin next to him clenched his hands excitedly. "Hmph! With this person here, these Great Xia envoys can only slink back to Great Xia with their tails between their legs."

Behind the two, a pale-faced, unsteady-stepping guard captain stared intently at Leng Yuexi. However, he was standing too far back to be noticed.

Emperor Fenglin, Jiang Qianjue, almost without hesitation, abruptly pulled back the half-exposed Imperial Seal and then passed it behind him.

A eunuch standing nearby quickly bowed and stepped forward, taking the imperial seal and placing it on a tray covered with bright yellow silk.

He straightened his chest and looked down at the group of Great Xia envoys opposite him, who had just represented the victors.

"Emperor Fenglin! What do you mean by this?! Today is the grand ceremony for our Great Xia to accept Fenglin's surrender. Are you going to go back on your word?!" In the Great Xia delegation, a thin middle-aged official, enduring the pressure, stared intently at Jiang Qianjue.

Before Jiang Qianjue could speak, Leng Yuexi's icy gaze shifted from Jiang Rou to the Great Xia official.

"Noisy."

She gave a soft snort, and another wave of pressure descended.

"Bang!"

The Great Xia envoy's legs could no longer support him, and he involuntarily collapsed to his knees. Even so, he gritted his teeth and persevered. From the day he became an envoy of Great Xia, he could not easily bend his back.

"Lord Su!" a guard in the delegation shouted and rushed forward to help him up.

However, just as he was about to make a move, he felt the same immense force pressing down on him, causing his feet to sink half an inch into the ground. He almost knelt down, let alone help his colleague up.

Lord Su gritted his teeth, staring intently at Leng Yuexi, "I... do not know who you are... but today you have insulted my Great Xia, this insult... will be remembered by all of us in Great Xia!"

"Great Xia?" Leng Yuexi's eyes were filled with icy indifference. "A small country in the eastern region dares to jeer before me? Since you are so ignorant of your place, tomorrow I will personally go to Great Xia and behead your emperor!"

"Insolence!" Upon hearing this, Lord Su's expression suddenly changed. A surge of strength seemed to rise from nowhere as he roared, "With Prince Jin in charge of our Great Xia, how dare you be so arrogant!..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed in Leng Yuexi's eyes, and a chilling killing intent slowly emanated from her body.

She gently pushed Jiang Rou away from her embrace, and with a light grab of her right hand, she held the crimson whip in her grasp.

Without any unnecessary movements, she flicked her wrist, and the long whip lashed down fiercely towards Lord Su's head!

If this whip were to strike, not only flesh and blood, but even fine iron and stubborn stone would be reduced to dust.

Lord Su's pupils contracted, and a chilling aura suddenly emanated from him, but there was no fear in his eyes: "The spirit of Great Xia is unyielding—"

The word "bend" hasn't been uttered yet!

The space in front of Lord Su seemed to distort slightly, and a figure dressed in a black dragon robe appeared out of thin air, blocking his way.

The newcomer simply raised his right hand casually, his five fingers slightly spread.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The crimson whip tip was casually grasped in the palm of that figure!

At the same time, the oppressive aura that had been pressing down on the members of the Great Xia delegation vanished in an instant.

If the person who came was not Xia Jin, then who was it?

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness Prince Jin!"

Upon seeing who it was, all the envoys of the Great Xia were moved to tears, as if they had found their pillar of support. They all stood up and bowed to Xia Jin.

"So you are the leader of the Xuan Yin Sect?" Xia Jin gently released his grip on the whip and then looked the other person up and down.

When Xia Jin saw Leng Yuexi's face clearly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

In his estimation, the Xuan Yin Sect Master, who could command the top forces in the Central Region and whose cultivation had reached the Divine Travel Realm, would definitely not be too young. But the person in front of him looked to be only about thirty years old, and most importantly, the aura he exuded showed no signs of decline whatsoever.

"Could it be that this Xuan Yin Sect leader's cultivation talent is one in a hundred years? Otherwise, how could he have entered the Divine Travel Realm at such a young age!?" Xia Jin couldn't help but frown.

You should know that if it weren't for the system's help, he would probably only have just stepped into the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm by now.

At the same time, Leng Yuexi, who was opposite, trembled almost imperceptibly the moment she saw Xia Jin's face clearly!

Her usually cold eyes flashed with a complex mix of emotions in an instant: shock, astonishment, and disbelief. Her gaze was fixed on Xia Jin's face, as if trying to confirm something.

The two stared at each other like this for a full ten breaths.

Suddenly, a flash of anger and hatred crossed Leng Yuexi's face.

She took a deep breath, parted her red lips slightly, and uttered two words: "It's...you?!"

???

Upon hearing this, everyone present was instantly stunned.

The once noisy square fell silent in an instant, with only the faint sound of people deliberately lowering their breathing audible.

The members of the Great Xia delegation looked at each other in bewilderment.

A few breaths later, several young officials from the Great Xia delegation standing a little further back couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"Judging from his tone... could it be that Your Highness and this leader of the Xuan Yin Sect are old acquaintances?"

"But judging from the prince's expression, he doesn't seem to recognize her?"

"It's impossible not to recognize them. Look at the way they look at each other, it's obvious..."

Not far away, Emperor Fenglin, Jiang Qianjue, after regaining his senses, hurriedly tugged at his daughter Jiang Rou's sleeve, "Rou'er, what... what exactly is going on? How does your master know that Prince Jin of Xia Kingdom...?"

Even the exceptionally intelligent Jiang Rou was completely stunned. It was the first time she had ever seen such a complex look on her master's face.

"I don't know either!" Jiang Rou shook her head, her gaze shifting back and forth between Xia Jin and her master, as if trying to figure something out.

Xia Jin, who was opposite Leng Yuexi, frowned again after carefully recalling the events.

In my memory, I should have never seen this Xuan Yin Sect Leader before.

"You recognize me?"