Chapter 414: Song Qiuyun

"Unit 1, access the Martial Arts Hall's task system. I want to view all S-rank and higher tasks."

Back at the villa, Xu Jingming immediately called out to the AI.

"Unit 1 received."

Accompanied by a mechanical electronic tone, a task list formed by holographic projection appeared before him:

"SSS-rank task: An eighth-rank lower-tier Grand Master fugitive has appeared in the neighboring province. Investigate and apprehend him for the National Security Bureau."

Reward: 100,000 points.

"SSS-rank task: An ancient ruin has been newly discovered in Iceland. Two eighth-rank Grand Master psychics have already died there. Proceed to explore."

Reward: 100,000 points.

"SSS-rank task......"

The Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall's tasks are not limited to students of the Heavenly Prodigy Training Camp.

Branch managers and high-rank psychics may also accept them.

Thus, every task rated SSS-rank is invariably tied to an eighth-rank Grand Master.

"I thought if a branch got wiped out, it'd be at least S-rank—turns out S-rank and SSS-rank tasks are even harder!"

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming quickly located the S-rank task he needed.

After reviewing it, he finally understood the general situation.

This Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall branch is located in the Chaos Triangle Zone within Myanmar, a region at the intersection of three neighboring countries.

A lawless mix of criminals and mercenaries, effectively a no-man's-land.

Yet due to its proximity to a vast wilderness, many psychics travel there to hunt ferocious beasts.

Even some international guilds and military legions have set up branches there.

To more easily collect beast materials and heavenly treasures, they've established outposts.

"The Chaos Triangle Zone—a no-man's-land without a mental-type psychic accompanying the team? Finding leads will be tough."

Xu Jingming pondered, then picked up his phone and sent messages to Lin Hui and Xia Lan, arranging to meet them tomorrow morning.

Before long, he received replies—both readily agreed to the meeting.

"Through Lin Hui, I should be able to find the person I need."

After closing the chat window, Xu Jingming sent a message to Song Qiuyun.

Over a month ago, before heading to the No. 4 Demon Cave, he had already notified Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu.

After returning, he was so exhausted he slept for over a day.

Today he was occupied with the assessment trial, so he hadn't had time to contact her until now.

"Jingming, you're back?"

The moment he sent the message, Song Qiuyun replied instantly, then initiated a video call.

After accepting, a beam of light projected from the top of his phone, coalescing into a holographic image.

In the hologram, Song Qiuyun appeared to be in an open-air training ground.

Stars glittered across the dark sky, and massive spotlights illuminated the perimeter of the training area.

Song Qiuyun wore a form-fitting combat suit, holding a massive halberd in hand, standing in the center of the ground.

Her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, loosely falling down her back.

Combined with her exquisitely beautiful face, she radiated both heroic grace and alluring charm.

"You're not at school anymore?" Xu Jingming asked with a smile.

He had visited Song Qiuyun's villa dorm and Jiang Chu's secluded villa multiple times—neither had such an open-air training ground.

"Yes, I came back to Sichuan Province."

Song Qiuyun gently brushed aside a strand of hair damp with sweat, her lovely face smiling sweetly:

"I heard you said today was your Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall Heavenly Prodigy Training Camp assessment trial.

How did it go? Good results?"

"More than good—I swept every first-year student in the entire training camp."

Xu Jingming grinned exaggeratedly, golden lightning flaring around him, radiating formidable power.

"Swept the entire first-year class? That's impressive?"

Song Qiuyun's rosy lips parted slightly in surprise.

She never doubted her man's talent, but she knew

that among the first-year students of the Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall's Heavenly Prodigy Training Camp, there were psychics with sixth-rank combat power.

And Xu Jingming had only been in the training camp for a month and a half—yet he'd already achieved this.

This pace was, frankly, beyond her expectations.

"Teacher Su's teaching is excellent. My strength has improved significantly lately," Xu Jingming replied.

"That's true—under Teacher Yang's guidance, your progress was already rapid.

Now that you're under Master Su, a ninth-rank Law Saint, your advancement must be even faster."

Song Qiuyun nodded in understanding, then hesitated slightly before asking:

"Now that the training camp assessment is over, will you take some time off?"

"I've taken on an S-rank task from the Martial Arts Hall. I'll be traveling to Myanmar in a few days."

Xu Jingming shook his head, then noticed a flicker of disappointment in Song Qiuyun's eyes—he smiled gently:

"We've been married for so long. Just say what you want outright."

"It's not a big deal."

Hearing this, Song Qiuyun's cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered:

"My great-grandfather's 120th birthday is the day after tomorrow. I was wondering—if you're free, would you come to our home?

If you're busy, forget it."

"Your great-grandfather? Master Song Daoyuan?" Xu Jingming immediately understood.

No wonder Song Qiuyun had returned home—it was the founder of the Song family.

The S-rank, eighth-rank peak Light Grand Master who once appeared in high school textbooks was celebrating his birthday.

"If it's the day after tomorrow, I can make time to come over," Xu Jingming nodded.

From Guangxi to Sichuan, a combat aircraft would take only a few hours.

"Really?" Song Qiuyun's eyes lit up, then she hesitated again:

"Won't that interfere with your task?"

She was a sensible woman—she knew her man was wholly devoted to cultivation.

"No problem. I just need to get there within seven days.

I can arrive in Sichuan tomorrow, then head to your place two days later—it's perfectly fine," Xu Jingming waved his hand.

It'll take a few days for Lin Hui and the others to find the person—I can use this gap to visit the Song family.

Besides, he and Song Qiuyun had been together this long.

Her great-grandfather's 120th birthday was a major occasion—he couldn't possibly skip it.

"That's settled."

A look of delight spread across Song Qiuyun's face, and she eagerly began planning:

"Just buy a ticket to Rongcheng. I'll pick you up at the airport.

Then we'll go buy a few outfits, and we'll need gifts for my parents and great-grandfather.

No need for anything too expensive—we should aim for something around..."

In the hologram, Song Qiuyun counted out gift options on her fingers.

This adorable sight drew a faint smile from Xu Jingming on his end.

PS: High fever, received an injection in my butt—only one update today (haven't had an injection in over a decade—truly a painful experience).