Chapter 414: Song Qiuyun

"No. 1, access the Martial Arts Hall's mission system. I want to view all S-rank and higher missions."

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

"No. 1 received."

Accompanied by a mechanical electronic voice, a mission list formed by holographic projection appeared before him:

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

Reward: 100,000 credits.

"SSS-rank mission: An ancient ruin has been newly discovered in Iceland. Two eighth-rank Weida Sect adepts have already perished. Proceed to explore."

Reward: 100,000 credits.

"SSS-rank mission......"

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

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

Thus, every mission rated SSS-rank is invariably tied to an eighth-rank Weida Sect adept.

"I thought a branch being wiped out would be at most an S-rank mission—turns out S-rank and SSS-rank missions are even harder!"

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming quickly located the S-rank mission he intended to take.

After reviewing it, he finally understood the general situation.

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

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

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

Even some international guilds and legions have established branches there.

To more easily collect beast materials and heavenly treasures, they've set up outposts there.

"The Chaos Triangle Zone—a no-man's-land—without a mental-type adept accompanying me, finding leads will be truly difficult."

Xu Jingming pondered, picked up his phone, and sent messages to Lin Hui and Xia Lan, arranging to meet them the next 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 notified both Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan.

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

Today he was occupied with the assessment trial, so he never had time to contact them until now.

"Jingming, you're back?"

The moment he sent the message, Song Qiuyun replied instantly, followed by a video call incoming.

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 inside an open-air training ground.

Stars glittered across the dark sky, and massive spotlights surrounded the training area.

Song Qiuyun wore a form-fitting battle suit, holding a massive halberd in hand, standing in the center of the training 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 Chuxuan's remote villa multiple times—neither had an open-air training ground like this.

"Mm, I came back to Sichuan Province."

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

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

How did it go? Good results?"

"More than good—I swept the entire first-year class of the Heavenly Disciple Training Camp."

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

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

Song Qiuyun's rosy lips parted slightly in surprise.

She had never doubted her man's talent, yet she knew:

Among the first-year students of the Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall's Heavenly Disciple Training Camp, there were adepts with sixth-rank combat power.

And Xu Jingming had only been in the Training Camp for a little over a month—he'd already achieved this.

This pace was, frankly, beyond her expectations.

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

"That's true—under Teacher Yang's guidance, your power grew so fast already.

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

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

"Now that the Training Camp's assessment trial is over, will you take some time off, Jingming?"

"I've taken on a Martial Arts Hall S-rank mission. 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're old married couple by now. If you've got something to say, just say it."

"It's nothing major."

At this, Song Qiuyun's face flushed slightly, and she whispered:

My great-grandfather's 120th birthday is coming up in two days; I was thinking, if you're free, would you come over to our place?

If you're busy, forget it.

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

No wonder Song Qiuyun went home—it was her family's founder.

The S-class Light System eighth-stage peak Master Zongshi, once featured in high school textbooks, is celebrating his birthday.

"If it's in two days, I can make time to come over." Xu Jingming nodded.

From Guizhou Province to Sichuan Province, flying on a combat aircraft should take no more than a few hours.

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

"Will it delay you from completing your mission?"

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

"It's fine—this mission just needs to be done within seven days.

I can arrive in your Sichuan side tomorrow; going over two days later is still perfectly fine." Xu Jingming waved his hand.

It will take several days for Lin Hui and the others to find people; this gap in time is perfect for a visit to the Song family.

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

A great-grandfather's 120th birthday is such an important occasion—it would be rude not to go see him.

"That's settled then."

A look of delight appeared on Song Qiuyun's lovely face, and she immediately began enthusiastically 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 to get gifts for my parents and great-grandfather too.

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

On the holographic projection, Song Qiuyun counted out gift quantities on her fingers.

This adorable sight made Xu Jingming on the other end smile faintly.

PS: I have a high fever and got shots in my butt—only one update today (haven't had shots like this in over a decade; truly a painful treat).