Chapter 115: Relieved Vice Principal! Jiang Chuxuan

"Has Qingjing Institute of Psychic Arts got an S-rank too?"

"Where did an S-rank come from? In recent years, apart from Ming-ge, we haven't heard of any new S-rank psychic awakeners in Great Xia."

As Vice Principal Ling Shuang finished speaking, the new students all looked slightly astonished.

S-rank psychic awakeners are extremely rare; one cannot simply appear out of nowhere.

The last time Great Xia produced an S-rank psychic awakener, it was three years ago.

That one was a scion of a ninth-rank Martial Saint family, trained directly by his clan elders.

He never took the Wu Ke Gaokao or enrolled in any psychic institute.

"This S-rank is not from Great Xia; he's an exchange student brought in by Qingjing Institute of Psychic Arts from India."

Ling Shuang waved her jade hand.

A holographic projection immediately formed a tall, dark-yellow-skinned youth with distinct Indian features.

"His name is Kiran Rao. He possesses an Enhancement-type S-rank psychic ability, rank three lower tier."

As soon as Ling Shuang finished introducing him, the new students froze.

What the hell?

A three-lower-tier S-rank?

Did I mishear, or did the teacher make a mistake? Can a freshman really reach this level?

One freshman instinctively raised his hand and asked:

"Teacher, are you sure he's three-lower-tier?"

"Certain. This is the information collected by Eva."

Ling Shuang nodded slightly and added: "But unlike you, he is already twenty years old."

"Twenty? No wonder—he's got two full years more training than us!"

Everyone suddenly understood, though someone grumbled:

"Twenty counts as a freshman? Qingjing Institute of Psychic Arts is being totally unethical."

"India's system is different—they send students to university at twenty."

So, this Kiran really is TND a freshman!"

As one freshman explained, he couldn't help muttering under his breath.

We thought with Xu Jingming, the top S-rank freshman at two-upper-tier, this study trip would be an easy win.

But now this three-lower-tier S-rank has suddenly turned this study trip into hell difficulty!

Someone instinctively glanced at Xu Jingming.

But found his expression still calm, as if this three-lower-tier S-rank posed him zero threat.

In fact,

Xu Jingming really did think that way!

So what if he's also S-rank?

He's only one major rank higher than me—I've been fighting across ranks for years.

With three S-rank combat techniques, master-level gunnery, and numerous high-mastery A-rank combat techniques, he had full confidence in himself!

Even if this S-rank is strong and can't fight across ranks,

He could just spend some psychic points to raise his own rank.

Besides,

The ranking is based on the number and rank of slain monsters.

On this front, he boasted he wouldn't lose to any freshman!

Not even a three-rank S-rank!

Onstage, watching Xu Jingming's still-calm expression, Vice Principal Ling Shuang nodded slightly.

For top-tier institutes, bringing in external help for study trips is inherently shameful.

But Qingjing Institute of Psychic Arts still chose to do so, for two reasons.

One is that Xu Jingming, the only S-rank psychic awakener at two-upper-tier, has put too much pressure on them.

The other is that the resources at stake are extremely valuable—all three institutes want first place to secure priority allocation rights.

Of course,

Since the new students don't know this behind-the-scenes truth, they'd naturally feel it's unfair—and even protest is understandable.

Yet Xu Jingming, the top freshman bearing the greatest pressure, reacted with such calmness, showing not a trace of dissatisfaction.

This proves his immense confidence in his own strength!

Even as an S-rank, does he have the confidence to fight across ranks?

No wonder he's our school's most outstanding S-rank student in recent years—no wonder I agreed to let him exchange for SS-rank resources.

A faint sense of satisfaction glimmered in Vice Principal Ling Shuang's eyes:

"Alright, that's the general situation for this study trip.

You have seven days left—hurry up and prepare."

With that, Ling Shuang's slender figure stepped barefoot into the light portal and vanished.

For Xu Jingming, this meeting was merely a minor detour.

After the meeting that day, he plunged back into his busy classes and still harvested psychic points in the Yangcheng Wild Zone on Thursday.

Time flew by, and soon it was the night before departure for the No. 7 Demon Cave.

Crackling—

Crackling—

Villa 32, second-floor training room.

Xu Jingming sat cross-legged on the floor, bare-chested.

Terrifying blue-purple lightning spread and danced across his body, continuously strengthening his physique.

The entire training room's lighting flickered unpredictably due to the flashing lightning arcs.

His muscular, well-proportioned upper body, illuminated by the shifting light, resembled a work of art.

Violent, yet imbued with an inexplicable beauty.

"Huuu—"

After an unknown length of time, Xu Jingming retracted all lightning from his body, exhaled softly, and slowly opened his eyes, where faint lightning still swirled.

"Senior, next time you come, just call me directly."

A low voice echoed through the training room.

"I didn't want to disturb your training."

With a crisp voice, Jiang Chuxuan stepped into the room, her slender figure appearing at the doorway.

She wore a simple women's T-shirt and a black short skirt, her long silver-white hair cascading down to her slender waist.

Her round, long legs appeared even whiter against the black skirt.

Like Song Qiuyun, Jiang Chuxuan's legs were not as thin as chopsticks.

They had a slight softness to them—wear silk stockings, and they'd be devastating.

"Senior, what do you need?"

Xu Jingming casually pulled a T-shirt from his space ring and slipped it on.

For the past two months, all rare flowers and herbs he collected from the Wild Zone were handed to Jiang Chuxuan for refining.

If the pills she made were useful to him, he kept them.

If not, he sold them to the school's Alchemy Department.

But since he's heading to the Demon Cavern soon, he didn't ask Jiang Chuxuan to refine any pills this week.

Seeing Xu Jingming put on clothes, Jiang Chuxuan seemed slightly disappointed.

But she quickly recovered, bent forward, and met his gaze levelly, her expression playful:

"What? Can't I come see you if I have no reason?"

Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow at this.

Lately, Jiang Chuxuan had become increasingly mischievous.

Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that as Jiang Chuxuan bent down,

the impressive fullness hidden beneath her short-sleeved T-shirt had partially slipped into view.

All he saw was snow-white skin, with a faint hint of pink...

"Ah!"

Jiang Chuxuan also noticed his gaze, let out a soft cry, blushed, and immediately straightened up.

"You've got to be careful about this, Senior—otherwise someone else might take advantage of you."

He cleared his throat and stood up from the floor.

"Besides you, who else could take advantage of me?"

Jiang Chuxuan instinctively retorted.

Instantly realizing the ambiguity of her words, her already flushed face turned crimson.

"Enough, let's get to the point—you're going to the Demon Cavern tomorrow, right? Here are the pills I prepared for you."

Jiang Chuxuan decisively changed the subject; her space ring flickered, and seven or eight small porcelain bottles appeared in her right hand.