Chapter 193: Aunt

After finishing lunch, for safety's sake.

Xu Jingming still explained to his aunt and the others the situation with the Sect of Heavenly Fate and Maga's family protection plan.

"So those were the people Maga sent over—no wonder I've felt like there've been more strangers around our neighborhood lately."

His aunt, Xu Qingwan, suddenly understood.

"A fourth-rank and two third-rank peak psychics are constantly guarding around us."

"Our security level is probably higher than our mayor's."

Her husband, Tang Daolin, remarked with awe, but he also understood the gravity of the matter and said seriously:

"Xiao Ming, don't worry—we'll be more careful during this time."

After over a month of national publicity efforts, even ordinary citizens now knew how terrifying the Sect of Heavenly Fate was.

"The Sect of Heavenly Fate won't last much longer—within half a year, they'll be completely eradicated."

"Then we won't need to worry so much anymore."

Xu Jingming nodded slightly, then pulled out four extra space rings and smiled:

"By the way, Aunt, Uncle.

These are space rings with a one-cubic-meter capacity—Qi-jie already took one."

"You two should pick one too—it'll make carrying things much easier from now on."

"Space rings?"

His aunt, Xu Qingwan, paused slightly—she naturally knew what these were.

But how did Xiao Ming have so many? Aren't these extremely precious items?

Though puzzled, she instinctively refused:

"These are too valuable—we can't accept them."

"Qi-jie having one is enough—it'll help her move around the Wild Zones more easily. We don't need them; we wouldn't use them."

Her husband, Tang Daolin, agreed.

Xu Jingming urged them a few more times, but seeing their firm refusal, he put the space rings away.

Instead, he took out a batch of heavenly treasures and pills:

"If you won't use the space rings, then at least you'll use these, right?

This batch is B-grade cultivation resources—Qi-jie, using these should speed up your advancement."

"And these are second-grade pills—after swallowing them, you'll strengthen your body and health..."

In truth, Xu Jingming knew the space rings were useless to his aunt and uncle.

The space rings were merely a setup for this second gift.

These heavenly treasures were all purchased by him earlier from the school's official website.

The pills were crafted by Jiang Chu.

Notably,

the rare flowers and herbs he collected during his study trip were only just now fully refined into pills by Jiang Chu.

"Jingming, you're still using resources for your cultivation at school—how can you give these to us?"

Seeing Xu Jingming list the items as if counting his own household goods, his aunt, Xu Qingwan, quickly waved her hands to refuse.

"It's fine—I don't need these resources anymore."

Xu Jingming grinned.

Over the past month, he'd continuously completed Sect of Heavenly Fate missions—his student account had accumulated a full 50, 00 credits!

He'd also earned a large sum of cash by returning various loot to the school—his bank balance now stood at 210 million!

These resources were worth at most 20 million—nothing significant to him.

Besides, heavenly treasures and pills differ from the system—consuming them in large quantities damages the body.

Xu Jingming already had sixth-grade Guiyuan Pills—he didn't need the slower-acting B- and C-grade resources; better to give them to his aunt.

"Aunt, I'll leave it at that—I haven't been home in half a year, so I need to get back and tidy up."

After saying this, Xu Jingming hurried off, leaving his aunt's family staring at each other in silence.

"This..."

His aunt, Xu Qingwan, didn't know what to do.

Accept them? These resources were clearly extremely valuable.

Refuse them? They'd already refused once—this seemed rude.

"When did Xiao Ming learn this trick—now I can't even refuse."

Only then did Xu Qingwan realize the true intent behind Xu Jingming's first gift of the space ring.

"Take them—it's Xiao Ming's heartfelt gesture."

In the end, Tang Daolin made the final decision.

"But how is it possible? Only half a year has passed—Xiao Ming's rank has already climbed to third-rank, yet he still has so many cultivation resources left over?"

"This batch's value is surely over 20 million, isn't it?"

Tang Daolin, well-traveled and experienced, easily judged the value of the resources.

Yet he still couldn't quite understand it.

Running a rare flora business meant constant dealings with psychics.

Among his psychic friends,

most used the money earned from risking their lives in the Wild Zones to improve themselves—but their advancement remained painfully slow.

But Xu Jingming was an exception: not only did his rank rise like a monster, but he also seemed to consume far fewer resources.

"20 million? That much?" Tang Qi gasped, eyes wide.

"What's so much about that?"

Tang Daolin shook his head:

"The space ring on your hand is the most valuable—its one-cubic-meter capacity costs around 50 million officially."

"This space ring is worth that much?"

Tang Qi lightly covered her mouth—she'd thought it was worth only about 10 million.

"One space ring equals decades of our family's savings..."

Tang Qi stared at the ring on her right hand, murmuring to herself.

Even with this villa, their total assets were barely 40 million.

"That's the difference in perspective—what's priceless to us means nothing to Xiao Ming."

His aunt, Xu Qingwan, exhaled slowly, her eyes filled with pride.

Since Xu Jingming had entered Maga University, she'd known he would soar beyond measure.

But she never imagined that after only one semester, he'd already grown to a level they couldn't comprehend...

On the other side,

Xu Jingming had also returned to the villa assigned to him by the Jiangcheng City Government.

It has to be said that the technological advancement of Blue Star was evident in every aspect compared to his past life.

Even after six months of no one living there, the entire villa remained nearly spotless.

"First, go to the training room and take my Guiyuan Pill."

Unlike the Maga dormitory villa, this villa's training room was on the first floor.

As Xu Jingming stepped into the training room, his phone suddenly rang cheerfully—it was his high school class monitor, Lin Qingyuan.

He answered casually, and Lin Qingyuan's melodious voice came through:

"Jingming, have you returned to Jiangcheng?"

"Yeah, just got back a little while ago," Xu Jingming nodded.

"Alright, then our class dinner is set for tomorrow at 6 p. . at Fuding Restaurant—you'll come, right?"

"No problem, I'll definitely be there."

Xu Jingming smiled.

Fuding Restaurant was one of the better ones in Jiangcheng, with an average per-person cost of around 200 yuan.

His high school friends could all afford it.

After hanging up, Xu Jingming entered the training room.

He swallowed the Guiyuan Pill and began cultivation, combining it with his psychic training method.

Over an hour later, after finishing his training, Xu Jingming's vitality and spirit each rose by roughly ten points.

"Though the Guiyuan Pill's sixth-grade boost is small, it's consistent."

Xu Jingming nodded slightly, then pulled out his Qingxiao Black Dragon Spear from his space ring.

Because his power level was rising too fast, if he bought a new spear,

he'd soon have to replace it again due to weight, hardness, and other factors.

Plus, he'd been focusing on fist techniques lately, so he'd never changed spears.

"First, practice spear techniques for an hour, then fist techniques."

Though his spear skills had hit a bottleneck, an hour of daily practice was still necessary.

Just as Xu Jingming raised his spear to begin training, his phone rang again.

This time, it wasn't Lin Qingyuan—it was his high school best friend, Zhang Hao.

"Probably asking about the class dinner."

Xu Jingming smiled and answered the call.

"Ah Ming, you've arrived in Jiangcheng, right? Did you see the announcement just posted in the group? The monitor said there's a dinner tomorrow afternoon—are you coming?"

Sure enough, Zhang Hao launched straight into a triple question.

"I just got here a little while ago, and I haven't checked the announcement, but I know about the dinner—I'm going tomorrow," Xu Jingming replied.

"If you didn't see the announcement, how did you know about the dinner?"

Zhang Hao on the other end sounded puzzled but didn't press further:

"I was planning that if you weren't coming to the dinner, we'd just get together alone with Ajie. Since you're coming, then we'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Shortly after Zhang Hao hung up, Liu Jie called too, and the conversation was nearly identical to Zhang Hao's.

After hanging up Liu Jie's call, Xu Jingming couldn't help but feel a little anticipation for tomorrow's class dinner.

After all, these old friends hadn't seen each other in a long time...