Chapter 261: Departure! Destination: Qingxu City!

After the team disbanded, on the way back to the villa, Xu Jingming called his aunt.

When she learned there were inner-court tickets, his aunt Xu Qingwan's excitement was clearly audible over the phone:

"You're amazing, Xiao Ming! We've been trying for nearly half a month and still couldn't get any tickets."

"Don't worry, your uncle and I will definitely be there in person to watch."

The second stage of the National University League will last over twenty days.

Since it's not National Day or Spring Festival, regular office workers find it hard to spare so much time.

But his aunt's family, who deal in rare flowers and herbs, have already achieved financial freedom, so it's no problem for them.

"Alright, I'll pick you up at the station," Xu Jingming smiled and nodded.

After chatting a bit longer, they hung up.

He then called his cousin Tang Qi, Zhou Mingyang, and Meng Di.

Logically, as university students, they shouldn't have that much free time to attend in person.

But they're not regular cultural university students—they're students at the Psychic University.

During the University League, psychic universities suspend all classes and organize students to watch the matches together.

So, they all had no problem attending in person.

"Next up, it's Ah Hao and the class monitor."

Xu Jingming first called Zhang Hao. The phone rang once—then was immediately answered.

"Ah Ming, I finally got through to you!

You've been avoiding my questions—when did you get together with Jiang the Goddess?

Was it back when you sent me that photo?

Damn, I never thought someone who looks so honest and upright would quietly pull off something this big!

And you didn't even tell me..."

On the other end, Zhang Hao fired off a rapid-fire stream of words.

He'd been bursting to say this for too long.

After seeing that article online, he'd called multiple times, but all were told he was out of service range.

The next day, he tried again—still no answer—so he gave up.

Now that he'd finally caught his chance, he had to let it all out.

"You already know?"

Xu Jingming smiled slightly. "I didn't hide it from you—it's only been recent."

"Recent?"

Zhang Hao's tone softened on the other end:

"That's better. I thought you'd forgotten about your old friend."

"How could I? I called you the moment I got the league tickets," Xu Jingming said with a grin.

"League tickets? The National University League?"

"Yeah. You coming? If so, I'll mail them to you right away.

The seats are great—inner court, best view."

"Holy shit! Inner court tickets are impossible to buy even with money! You're the best brother!"

Zhang Hao let out an excited yell, but it quickly faded:

"Too bad, my schedule's packed right now—I probably won't be able to make it to watch your match."

In fact,

ever since getting into the cultural university, Zhang Hao had lost interest in psychics and the University League.

Besides, this league lasts three full weeks!

It's right at the start of the semester, when classes are heaviest.

Skipping three weeks to watch a match? By the time he returned, he'd likely lose his enrollment.

"No problem. I'll mail you the tickets. The league lasts a long time—you can come on weekends."

The competition pressure at cultural universities in Great Xia is far greater than in his past life!

Though not as brutal as high school, it's still extremely strict.

So Xu Jingming wasn't surprised by Zhang Hao's decision.

"If you do come, bring your girlfriend along."

Xu Jingming added with a final remark.

He wanted to see who could tame that wild guy, Zhang Hao.

"Oh right! I've got weekends!"

Zhang Hao slapped his forehead. "Alright, I'll pick a weekend to come over."

"Good."

With Zhang Hao settled, Xu Jingming called Liu Jie—but no one answered.

"Probably out in the Wildlands. Whatever, I'll just mail two tickets anyway."

Shaking his head, he then called Lin Qingyuan.

This kind and generous high school class monitor wasn't in the Wildlands.

Upon hearing about the inner-court league tickets, she was thrilled.

But she was currently in mandatory school training and couldn't come.

So after hanging up, Xu Jingming went to the courier station.

He mailed two tickets each to Zhang Hao and Liu Jie.

As for his aunt and cousin Tang Qi and others, they'd already bought train tickets and would arrive on the 9th.

He'd hand them the tickets in person then—no need to mail separately.

After sending the tickets, Xu Jingming returned to the dorm.

Of course, not his own dorm—but Song Qiuyun's.

On the sofa on the second floor of Villa 12, Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu were already seated.

When Xu Jingming pulled out two bouquets of white flowers, he received a kiss on each cheek.

Naturally, some unavoidable intimate contact came with it.

"By the way, here are the inner-court league tickets—how many do you need?"

Xu Jingming pulled out all the remaining tickets.

Each student from the ten participating universities in the National University League's second stage gets one free ticket.

But those aren't inner-court tickets—the view isn't great.

"I want two—one for me, one for Xiao Xia."

"I only need one."

With faint blushes still on their cheeks, Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu each took their tickets.

The National University League is held in Qingxu City, Qingjing City.

Xu Jingming and the other competitors, along with their mentors, will arrive by warplane at 9 a. . on the 9th.

Song Qiuyun and Qi Dongxia will depart from Magu at 6 a. . on the 9th.

Jiang Chu, meanwhile, must take the Grade-3 Alchemist Certification exam.

She won't arrive until a few days later...

Time flew swiftly—it was now March 8th.

After a full day of training, Xu Jingming's group received their official team uniforms for the University League.

The uniforms were primarily black, adorned with luxurious golden patterns.

On the left chest was the Magu Psychic University emblem: a dagger, thorned rose, and sword.

The entire set was understated yet opulent—and most importantly, it was an A-Rank battle suit designed for use during the competition.

On the morning of March 9th, before nine o'clock,

the largest No. 3 training ground of Magu University was already packed with people.

When Vice Principal Ling Shuang, accompanied by Professor Yang Zhentian and the rest of the mentors, appeared on the field with Xu Jingming and the team in their uniforms,

they were met with an overwhelming roar of cheers!

"Go Magu Team! Victory belongs to us!"

"Go Lei Di! We'll reach Qingxu City tonight!"

"Go Lei Di! Go Magu!"

"Lei Di! Win all three first places! Leave them no mercy!"

"..."

Waves of cheers crashed over them.

Who could have imagined that among the eight members of the Magu team,

the youngest—Xu Jingming—was the most adored?

At this moment, most of the entire student body was here!

Even some had already boarded planes or high-speed trains to Qingxu City the day before.

Amid this sea of attention,

Vice Principal Ling Shuang's finger, as pale and delicate as a spring onion, flashed faintly with the light of a space ring.

A fighter jet, some twenty meters long and designed with a futuristic aesthetic, appeared out of thin air on the playground.

This made Xu Jingming's eyes widen, his heart secretly astonished.

Damn.

You can carry a flight fighter on your person—just how large is Vice Principal Ling Shuang's space ring capacity?

"Let's go."

Under Vice Principal Ling Shuang's lead, the group—including Xu Jingming—boarded the fighter jet.

Moments later, the entire jet took off before the eyes of those on the playground, swiftly vanishing into the blue horizon...