Chapter 1066: Thunder Roar: Thousand Blade Slaughter! Thunder-Element SSR Technique!

Xu Jingming's Thunder God Form can enhance his strength to more than ten times that of his normal form.

His original 1.92 million Hertz spiritual power, when amplified over tenfold, seems to have reached twenty million.

But in reality, it's not calculated that way.

The later one progresses, the harder spiritual power growth becomes.

A tenfold strength boost can at most allow his spiritual power to match that of ten million Hertz—that's the limit.

He still falls far short of Emers.

Even Emers herself surely has other means of strength enhancement.

"This 'Star Gazing Method' is extremely difficult to cultivate. Take it and study it first; if you have any questions, find me anytime—by phone or in the virtual world."

Emers said, her crimson lips parting slightly.

"Understood." Xu Jingming nodded.

This is a secret manual, not a Wu Yin.

Even though he has a system that allows direct stat allocation, he must still thoroughly study this spirit-cultivation technique until he achieves preliminary understanding.

During this time, he will inevitably disturb Emers.

"By the way, how is your Ziwei Eye cultivation progressing?" Emers blinked her clear, large eyes, curious.

"I've already achieved initial mastery, reaching beginner proficiency." Xu Jingming replied.

During this period, all his ability points were spent on leveling up and enhancing his body-refinement and spirit-cultivation techniques; after successfully mastering the Ziwei Eye, he did not continue allocating points to increase its proficiency.

"Oh?" Emers's beautiful eyes lit up. "Show me."

"Alright."

Xu Jingming immediately activated the Ziwei Eye.

His eyes became as deep as the starry sky, with a faint, noble purple hue swirling within.

Originally, the Ziwei Eye could predict fragmented scenes of whatever it observed.

But before Emers, this effect seemed to have failed.

Not only could he not predict her movements, he could not even perceive her blood qi or spiritual power flow.

Of course, this included the pale golden robe wrapped around her slender body.

This time, the X-ray vision effect of his former perfect-level Tianji Eye was gone.

On Emers's fair, delicate face, a faint unnatural expression flickered.

After last time's lesson, she constantly maintained spiritual power circulation to prevent any gaze from piercing through her.

Yet facing Xu Jingming's gaze once more, she still felt as if she were being stripped bare.

Though she knew this was merely an illusion, she still felt an inexplicable sense of shame.

"You mastered the Ziwei Eye in half a month. Clearly, this eye technique is truly suited to your cultivation."

Though her thoughts churned, Emers showed no outward sign of disturbance, remaining elegant and holy.

Nor was her verbal praise false.

Xu Jingming's talent for eye techniques truly surpassed her expectations...

After leaving Emers's villa, Xu Jingming went to the Xinhuo Divine Temple's library.

He already had a defensive Thunder-element SSR technique; he still needed an offensive one.

With his current Aurora-level access rights, he could freely browse all techniques in the library.

He might as well learn this offensive Thunder-element SSR technique.

"So this is the Thunder-element SSR technique, 'Thunder Roar: Thousand Blade Slaughter'?"

At the library front desk, Xu Jingming stood there, slowly removing a pale golden Wu Yin from his forehead.

In this library, there were already two Thunder-element SSR techniques.

One was the defensive Starlight Thunder; the other was the offensive Thunder Roar: Thousand Blade Slaughter.

He now possessed both, but he lacked sufficient ability points to allocate to Thunder Roar: Thousand Blade Slaughter.

"Lord Xu, would you like to borrow this Wu Yin?"

The librarian was a tall, intellectually elegant woman.

Her own rank was equally high—eighth-rank peak.

She was usually cold, aloof, and emotionally detached.

But before Xu Jingming, she displayed a distinctly different warmth.

"No," Xu Jingming shook his head.

"No?"

The tall woman blinked in surprise.

To master a technique, one typically needs to use the Wu Yin many times.

Especially an SSR technique—far harder to learn.

Why wouldn't he need to borrow it?

But that wasn't the point.

She quickly composed herself, gazing directly at Xu Jingming, her eyes shimmering with allure:

"If you won't borrow the Wu Yin, then… could you borrow me instead?"

Such seductiveness left other energy users in the hall, who knew her well, stunned.

Was this really the cold, distant librarian? How could she be so bold and forward?

Xu Jingming, too, was taken aback by her boldness, and chuckled wryly: "No thanks."

With a flash of black thunderlight, he vanished from the hall.

"Rejected... It seems this Lord Xu isn't as lecherous as the rumors claim."

The tall beauty felt a pang of disappointment.

It was well known that every woman in Xu Jingming's circle possessed an SS-class ability.

She wished Xu Jingming were more lecherous—then she could ride his coattails to greatness.

Besides, given his appearance and talent, she wasn't beneath him—she was the one climbing higher.

But she hadn't expected him to show not the slightest hint of interest.

"No wonder he achieved this at twenty—his self-control isn't something ordinary people can match."

Shaking her head, the tall beauty's seductive charm vanished, replaced by cold, aloof pride.

The swift shift in her expression left the male ability users in the hall stunned.

The woman they revered as a goddess had actively courted Xu Jingming—and received not a shred of attention.

Yet before them, she remained the distant, exalted goddess.

Of course, most present understood this perfectly.

Given Xu Jingming's current prodigious status, if they had the body and looks of a librarian, they'd try the same.

"Tsk tsk, S-class, your fame is truly immense."

Wherever you go, beauties throw themselves at you—and this one's even an eighth-rank peak."

I say you should just take her—after all, her talent's decent; with training, she could be useful."

Whoosh—

Xu Jingming shot across the sky like a black lightning bolt, heading for the Void Divine Palace.

On his shoulder, the green-haired, twin-tailed little girl Eva swayed her head, teasing.

"You're treating me like a stud? Why don't you take her yourself?" Xu Jingming's face darkened.

"I'd love to," Eva sighed, spreading her hands helplessly. "But I'm just an AI lifeform—I have no physical form."

Seeing his face darken further, she suddenly said: "Teacher Yang just called!"

"Hm? Connect."

Xu Jingming halted mid-flight, and Yang Zhentian's holographic projection appeared before him.

"Jingming, tomorrow's the opening ceremony of the National University League—it's again in Qingxu City, Qingjing. Will you have time to attend?"

"Of course. I already promised you last time."

"Haha, good. Our Mo University team arrives at noon tomorrow. Just let me know when you get there."

"Understood."

After hanging up, Xu Jingming's gaze flickered slightly.

The National University League would draw the top military corps and guilds of Great Xia.

He could use the opportunity to ask about the front-line battlefield.