Chapter 417

One hundred combat technique manuals weren't a large number, but they were stored across different floors and different bookshelves.

Thus, by the time Xu Jingming obtained all the original combat technique manuals, more than an hour had passed.

"Alright, this is the last combat technique manual—count them, check if the number's right."

The librarian handed Xu Jingming the final combat technique manual, breathing lightly as she spoke.

She felt she'd lent out fewer manuals in an entire month than she had today.

"The count is correct. Thank you, teacher. I'll return them immediately after reading."

After verifying the number of manuals in his space ring, Xu Jingming nodded with a smile and turned to leave.

"Wow, a hundred combat technique manuals—just like that, he walked off with them! That's so awesome!"

"Isn't that the truth? I swear I heard the librarian say there were SS-grade combat techniques in there!"

"Holy crap?! SS-grade ones can be borrowed?! Su Guanzhu really treats him well!"

"......"

In the first-floor lobby, many students watched Xu Jingming leave with envy.

After all,

even borrowing a single C-grade combat technique manual required them to pay.

A deposit of fifty credits—equivalent to one million Daya currency—was mandatory.

The higher the combat technique's rank, the larger the deposit required!

Yet Xu Jingming didn't need to pay any deposit at all—even SS-grade manuals were available to him.

To most ordinary students, this was simply unimaginable...

After leaving the Thunder Martial Arts Academy's main library, Xu Jingming directly took a vehicle to the large airport in central Ningnan City.

There, he boarded the 11:20 flight bound for Rongcheng, the provincial capital of Sichuan.

Thanks to his Lei Long Wings and the space-system beast emperor bone fragment Ling Shuang had given him,

he didn't feel anxious like the other passengers on the plane.

In fact, during the flight, he even took interest in observing avian ferocious beasts outside the window.

Still, he spent most of the time reading body cultivation techniques.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our aircraft has arrived in Rongcheng, Sichuan Province..."

Three hours later, the plane landed smoothly, and a clear, pleasant voice announced the arrival.

"Indeed, even an F-grade body cultivation technique, once crafted, holds value worth studying."

After three hours, I've only deeply understood three F-grade body cultivation techniques.

I'm still far from creating one myself..."

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming returned his combat technique manuals to his space ring and stood up, following the crowd off the plane.

Rongcheng, the provincial capital of Sichuan, has a total population of over thirty million!

It alone has three airports!

The airport Xu Jingming arrived at was Liushuang Airport—the closest of the three to the city center.

Outside Liushuang Airport, a crowd of people had already gathered to meet arrivals.

These men and women, young and old, either dressed fashionably or exuded refined aura—clearly wealthy or noble.

Of course, that was only natural; a plane ticket started at over one hundred thousand Daya currency.

Those who flew on military aircraft naturally had relatives and friends who weren't ordinary people.

Among them, one girl stood out the most.

She was very young, seemingly under twenty, with delicate, icy beauty.

She wore a black T-shirt, her chest full and prominent, her waist slender, the fabric clinging tightly as if holding incredible elasticity.

Below, tight light-blue denim shorts revealed a pair of breathtakingly long, beautiful legs.

Her fair skin glowed translucent under the sunlight, her feet clad in simple white sneakers.

Her overall attire was simple yet radiated youthful vibrancy.

Many around her subtly cast glances her way, whispering among themselves.

Their comments, beyond marveling at her fiery figure and stunning beauty, mostly revolved around her identity.

"Isn't she Song Jiu Yun, that genius beauty from the Song family?"

"That's right! Last year she won the provincial top scorer in the Wu Ke, then went to Mo University—one of the three top-tier academies!"

"Wow, such talent, such powerful background, and she's this beautiful—who'll be the lucky one to win her heart?"

"Come to think of it, Song's patriarch is turning 120 tomorrow, isn't he?"

"Really? No wonder Song Jiu Yun came to the airport—she must be here to meet someone important."

"Probably. Otherwise, she wouldn't be here personally to greet them."

Probably so; otherwise, she wouldn't be the one to greet them personally.

The Song family held immense prestige throughout Sichuan Province.

As their beloved daughter, Song Jiu Yun had won the provincial Wu Ke top scorer last year, making her famous—many recognized her.

Now, seeing this genius beauty appear alone at the airport,

many wondered if she was here to meet someone critical to the Song family.

As curiosity and speculation swirled, the next flight arrived, and waves of passengers exited the terminal.

Thus, amid curious and speculative gazes, the next flight arrived, and wave after wave of passengers emerged from the exit corridors.

Song Jiu Yun, the Song family's most sought-after daughter, whose face had moments ago been cool and distant, suddenly broke into a dazzling smile.

She swiftly stepped forward with her long, beautiful legs, throwing herself into the arms of a tall young man who had just exited the terminal.

The young man had a firm face and steady aura, smiling gently as he lightly wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

"Holy shit! Big news! Song's eldest daughter has a boyfriend?!"

"Who the hell is he? So many young elites in Sichuan have chased Song Jiu Yun, yet none won her favor—how did he get her?"

"I don't know who he is, but I bet the young psychic talents in Rongcheng will be crying for the next while."

I don't know who this person is, but I suspect that for the next while, the young psychics of our Rongcheng are going to have plenty to cry about.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the young man.

No one expected Song Jiu Yun's important guest to be her boyfriend!

As for the surrounding stares, Xu Jingming, just off the plane, paid them no mind—he simply took Song Jiu Yun's hand and walked out.

"You know where my house is?" Song Jiu Yun teased with a hand over her mouth, smiling.

After nearly two months apart, her eyes shimmered with affection, as if she couldn't bear to look away from Xu Jingming for a second.

"Of course I do—I researched everything before coming." Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow slightly.

"You're well-prepared, but don't forget—we still need to buy things.

Since we're in Rongcheng, I'm the host. Come on, follow me, Young Lady."

Song Jiu Yun confidently patted her full chest; Xu Jingming couldn't help but smile and nodded in agreement:

"Yes, Young Lady. I'll follow your lead from now on."

"Yes, Young Lady, everything henceforth is under your direction."