Chapter 1568: STAY AWAY FROM HER! SHE

Not long after Senior Sister Lin Qianxue left.

Xu Jingming received the notice for tomorrow's assembly.

The location is the Central Plaza.

"Hehe, Master, tomorrow is when you'll truly shine!"

Vera's phantom floated midair, her purple eyes gleaming with excitement, her heart-shaped tail swaying behind her:

"These so-called Eighth- and Ninth-Star War Generals—I don't think many of them can fight. No one will be your match!"

"Not necessarily."

Xu Jingming shook his head on the sofa, "Those summoned here aren't ordinary people."

"You're just too cautious!"

Vera pouted, "In the Demon Clan, someone as strong as you would've ruled the roost long ago—conquered countless planets!"

Xu Jingming couldn't be bothered to argue about the "glorious" traditions of the demon race, so he got up and headed to the cultivation chamber.

The next day, morning.

Xu Jingming donned his gear and stepped out the door.

"Brother Xu!"

No sooner had he stepped out of the villa than a familiar voice called out.

Duncan was already waiting outside, and upon seeing him emerge,

he dashed forward and clamped his arms tightly around Xu Jingming's shoulders.

"Brother, thanks so much yesterday!"

Duncan grinned, his face brimming with gratitude:

"Seriously, thanks yesterday!

If you hadn't covered for me, I'd have been beaten senseless by Lin Qianxue's long legs... ah no, by her!"

Xu Jingming found his enthusiasm amusing: "No problem—you helped me understand things first."

Without the intel Duncan revealed, he'd have been completely clueless about the training and the Starfall Secret Realm.

"Let's go, head to the plaza together!"

Duncan casually slung an arm over his shoulder, and the two walked side by side toward the edge of the residential zone.

Along the way, Duncan never stopped talking.

He'd already used his intelligence network to dig up some of Xu Jingming's records.

Though the core details were encrypted by the Eternal Star Alliance, even the bits he could access left him stunned.

"Only joined the Beast Hunting Tournament three years ago, and now he's broken through to Cosmic Stage—and become a Five-Star War General!"

Duncan shook his head as he walked, eyeing Xu Jingming like he was a monster:

"Insane! I've lived tens of thousands of years and never seen a second case like this!"

Xu Jingming merely smiled calmly, his steps steady.

Insane?

What can you do? Geniuses are just like this.

The Central Plaza lay at the heart of the residential zone, vast in expanse.

The ground was paved with some dark-silver alloy, smooth as a mirror.

When Xu Jingming and Duncan arrived, hundreds of people had already gathered in the plaza.

The collective aura of War Generals wove together into an invisible yet heavy pressure field.

They clustered in small groups, whispering, their gazes sharp as hawks.

Yet when Xu Jingming arrived, nearly every pair of eyes snapped toward him!

"That's Xu Jingming? The Five-Star War General who knocked out Jorel?"

"That's him! Wait—his aura... Cosmic Eighth Stage?!"

"What?! Wasn't he Cosmic First Stage yesterday? What kind of disguise is this?"

"......"

Murmurs spread like a tidal wave.

Xu Jingming had not concealed his aura; the energy fluctuations of Cosmic Eighth Stage were unmistakable, leaving many War Generals stunned.

At one side of the plaza, the Godslayer Martial Temple group gathered.

Jorel had recovered, clad in a brand-new battle suit, though his face still looked pale.

He caught sight of Xu Jingming from afar, a flicker of venom in his eyes—but he dared not approach to provoke him.

Ross stood before the group, his stony face expressionless.

He merely glanced at Xu Jingming, then looked away, as if he'd spotted an irrelevant passerby.

"Little brother, over here."

A clear, melodious voice came from the right.

Xu Jingming turned and saw Lin Qianxue standing at the front of the crowd, clad in a black battle suit.

Tall and coldly beautiful, her pale golden eyes fixed on him.

"Brother Xu, go ahead—I'm heading to the Mercenary Alliance."

Seeing Lin Qianxue, Duncan instantly flinched and hurried off.

He simply dared not engage in too much conversation with this ice-cold beauty.

Xu Jingming nodded, then walked over.

Four people stood beside Lin Qianxue—two men and two women.

All of them had deep, steady breaths and eyes brimming with sharp light, clearly seasoned top-tier war generals.

"Senior sister," Xu Jingming said respectfully beside Lin Qianxue.

"Mm."

Lin Qianxue nodded slightly, then introduced:

"These are all our companions from the Eternal Star Alliance, summoned this time."

"Zhao Mingsnow, Nine-Star War General, expert in blade techniques, combat strength comparable to Eternal Stage One."

A woman with a long battle blade on her back and a straight posture bowed slightly to Xu Jingming, her brows and eyes cold as frost.

"Lei Lie, Nine-Star War General, physically robust, follows the Body Strengthening path."

A massive man, towering three meters high like a steel tower, grinned, revealing white teeth.

"Peggy, Nine-Star War General, Elementalist."

A slender man in black robes had deep eyes, his spiritual force hidden like an abyss.

"Su Yu, Nine-Star War General, Elementalist."

A woman with waist-length blue hair and gentle demeanor smiled and nodded, faint ice crystals swirling around her, coldness restrained but present.

"Xu Jingming, his strength should be at the Nine-Star War General level."

Xu Jingming also introduced himself.

"No wonder you're Qianxue's junior brother—your talent is astonishing."

"Good, the Eternal Star Alliance has produced another great general."

In rank, Xu Jingming was merely Universe Stage Eight, not yet at the peak of the Universe realm.

But with his record of instantly defeating Eight-Star War General Jior, no one dared underestimate him.

Each of them showed very friendly attitudes.

At that moment, a fragrant breeze drifted over.

"Oh? Is this your little junior brother, Lady Lin?"

A soft, sultry voice rang out as a dark red figure swayed gracefully closer.

It was Yin Hongyu.

Today she wore a dark red battle skirt, the hem ending midway up her thighs, revealing a pair of Bai Xi, slender, beautiful legs.

Her peach-blossom eyes flickered, sweeping over Xu Jingming.

Especially pausing slightly at one spot, then her red lips curled into a teasing smile:

"From every perspective… it's not small at all~"

She stepped closer, nearly pressing against Xu Jingming, her breath sweet as orchids:

"Sister's name is Yin Hongyu, from the God-Slaying Martial Temple—I'm your senior sister's good friend.

Little brother, if you ever have any problems, feel free to come find me."

Before Xu Jingming could speak, Lin Qianxue stepped half a pace forward, blocking him.

Her expression was icy, her voice flat:

"We of the Eternal Star Alliance have internal secrets to discuss. Yin Hongyu, you cannot stay."

Yin Hongyu blinked her peach-blossom eyes, giving a pretty side-eye.

But she wasn't angry—instead, she smiled sweetly:

"So stingy, hoarding all the fun for yourself?

Fine, who else would I listen to if not my good sister?"

With that, she swayed away, her dark red skirt swirling in an alluring arc.

Only after she was far away did Xu Jingming turn to Lin Qianxue and ask, puzzled:

"Senior sister, what internal secrets do we have to discuss?"

Lin Qianxue turned her head, her pale golden eyes fixing on him:

"Stay away from Yin Hongyu—she's a bad woman."

Xu Jingming was stunned.

That's it?

Is this considered an internal secret?

Though puzzled, he still nodded: "Understood, senior sister."