Chapter 418: Song Qiuyun

After leaving the airport, under Song Qiuyun's guidance, Xu Jingming accompanied her to the center of Rongcheng for extensive shopping.

Part of it was formal attire needed for tomorrow's ancestral grandfather's birthday banquet.

The other part was gifts prepared for Song Qiuyun's parents, in honor of her ancestral grandfather.

Throughout the entire process, Song Qiuyun wanted to pay herself.

Xu Jingming, holding 4.4 billion and visiting for the first time, naturally refused.

In the end, they spent roughly one billion Daya currency to prepare all the gifts.

The bulk of it, of course, was the three S-class heavenly treasures.

After five p. m., having finished all purchases, Xu Jingming and Song Qiuyun drove away from the Rongcheng mall.

"Qiuyun, what are your parents like? Do I need to prepare anything special?"

In the car, Xu Jingming asked, his tone noticeably tense.

In his past life, as a graduate student, he had never even had a girlfriend, let alone met his girlfriend's parents.

This was his first time ever—past or present—so being nervous was perfectly normal.

And most crucially, he wasn't just with Song Qiuyun; he also had Jiang Chuxuan.

Although Daya didn't prohibit this behavior—indeed, it encouraged rare ability awakeners to have multiple spouses—

if you put yourself in their shoes, their parents might not be happy at all.

"Don't worry, my parents are very easygoing."

Seeing his tension, Song Qiuyun smiled and said, "I already told them about Sister Chuaxuan. They didn't object much.

So just be yourself—no special preparation needed."

A faint look of novelty graced Song Qiuyun's lovely face.

In all the time she'd known Xu Jingming, this was the first time she'd seen such emotion on his face.

"Is that so? Alright, I understand," Xu Jingming said, exhaling in relief.

He even felt like facing down a sixth-tier beast hadn't made him this nervous...

The sports car sped through the city, weaving through side streets until it finally entered a vast estate.

Xu Jingming, who had researched the place last night, knew exactly what it was.

This was the Song family's luxurious estate—over a hundred mu in area, equal to ten soccer fields!

"We're here. This is my home," Song Qiuyun said, stepping out of the car with a bright smile.

The sports car stopped at the entrance of a modern villa.

The villa's front door stood wide open. After introducing it,

Song Qiuyun pulled Xu Jingming inside, calling out clearly:

"Dad, Mom, we're back~~"

Like its modern exterior, the villa's interior was equally luxurious.

The ceiling featured elegant, ancient murals; exquisite ornaments were placed throughout the hall.

Even rare flowers and exotic plants were arranged as potted decorations inside.

The faint, serene fragrance they emitted made one feel instantly relaxed with just a single breath.

"Xiao Yun's back," came a melodious voice as a beautiful woman stepped out from the living room.

The woman bore a strong resemblance to Song Qiuyun—seven or eight parts alike—but was even more stunning and elegant, with mature grace.

Xu Jingming had always wondered where Song Qiuyun got her mature aura.

After seeing Song Qiuyun's aunt Zhou Ying, and now this woman, he immediately understood.

It was clearly a family trait.

"Mom, let me introduce you—this is the boyfriend I mentioned before, Xu Jingming."

Song Qiuyun leaned against her mother Zhou Tong, blushing slightly as she introduced him.

"Madam, nice to meet you," Xu Jingming said respectfully.

At the same time, he couldn't help but be internally startled.

Although Zhou Tong hadn't released her aura, his mind-net had passively sensed her energy signature.

She was at least a seventh-tier Master.

Of course—ordinary members of such an ability clan were one thing.

But Song Qiuyun's father, as the clan leader, would never have a wife who was just a decoration.

"No wonder you're Daya's only SS-class ability awakener in decades.

Truly astonishing talent—you've already reached the fifth tier at such a young age!"

Zhou Tong scanned him and whispered in awe, having sensed his aura.

Song Qiuyun, beside her, was momentarily stunned.

After scanning him up and down, Zhou Tong couldn't help whispering in astonishment at Xu Jingming's aura.

When did Jingming reach fifth tier?

Song Qiuyun's own talent wasn't low—she'd consumed heavenly treasures since childhood to nourish her body.

The effects gradually manifested after adulthood; now, still under twenty, she was already a second-tier peak ability user.

Yet compared to Xu Jingming, her age-mate, she felt utterly outclassed.

Though her spiritual sense sensed he was strong, she had no idea just how strong.

Only now, hearing her mother's words, did she realize:

Her man had quietly become a fifth-tier ability user.

"Madam, you flatter me," Xu Jingming smiled humbly.

"You're modest. Most others your age, if they reached fifth tier, would be strutting around like roosters."

After her initial astonishment, Zhou Tong smiled with satisfaction.

"Enough with the formalities—you're family now.

Treat this place like home. Go sit in the living room and rest."

Although Song Qiuyun had already told her parents about Xu Jingming, and they hadn't objected,

only now did Song Qiuyun truly relax, her face glowing as she pulled Xu Jingming into the living room.

"Wait, where's Dad? He was here when I left!"

"He was called away by your uncle two hours ago. He'll be back before dinner."

"Huh, where's my dad? Weren't you just here when I left?"

"He was called away by your uncle two hours ago, said he'd be back before dinner."

Xu Jingming, glad not to meet Song Qiuyun's father yet, felt at ease.

With Song Qiuyun beside him, he wasn't bored. Soon, over half an hour passed.

Just before six, Song Qiuyun's father, Song Feng, returned home.

Song Feng was a mid-eighth-tier Grand Master, yet his aura differed greatly from Ling Shuang's, who was also mid-eighth-tier.

Still, he carried an aura of authority, naturally cultivated from years in high position.

"Uncle, nice to meet you," Xu Jingming rose quickly from the sofa.

"Mm. Xiao Yun has spoken of you often. I've seen many news reports about you.

I was delayed this afternoon—made you wait. Sit down. Let's eat first."

Song Feng nodded slightly, leading Xu Jingming and Song Qiuyun to the dining room.

As Song Qiuyun had said, both her father Song Feng and mother Zhou Tong were easygoing and pleasant to be around.

Added to Xu Jingming's own decent emotional intelligence, their conversation remained perfectly poised.

Thus, the entire dinner passed with warm harmony, not a single awkward moment.

"Mom, Dad, I'll take Jingming to see his room for tonight."

After dinner, Xu Jingming presented the S-class heavenly treasures. Song Qiuyun smiled brightly and said.

Without waiting for their reply, she pulled him away.

"That girl... she's really growing up and leaving home."

Zhou Tong could only laugh helplessly.

Once they vanished from sight, she turned to her husband Song Feng and asked casually:

"What did Big Brother want? He was gone so long?"

"It's about Grandfather's condition."

Song Feng's previously relaxed brow was now tightly furrowed with worry.

"Big Brother says Grandfather can't last more than two or three more months. We need to plan ahead."

Song Feng's originally relaxed brows were now tightly furrowed as he said anxiously:

"Big brother said Grandfather can only hold on for another two or three months at most, and we need to make plans soon."