Chapter 493: Return to Modu! The Two Women

Jingming is going to teach me the lightning-based combat technique he obtained from the civilization relic.

Now naturally he is the teacher, and I am the student.

Seeing Ling Shuang arrive, Su Qingli put away the secret manual and smiled sweetly.

The martial path has always favored the more accomplished, and though such reversals of teacher-student roles are rare, they are not unheard of.

After all, many students surpass their masters and outshine them.

"I see."

Ling Shuang nodded slightly, then turned her delicate, tear-mole-adorned face toward Xu Jingming, her tone laden with implication:

"I thought your student had grown so bold he'd forgotten the teacher-disciple hierarchy."

"Cough, cough."

Xu Jingming nearly choked and quickly stood up:

"Su Laoshi, Teacher Ling, you two chat—I'm going to have dinner with Lin Hui and the others."

It was five in the afternoon, still early for dinner.

But he felt staying here any longer might invite more teasing.

"That guy, lucky he ran fast," Ling Shuang said, watching Xu Jingming flee in haste, her mood delightfully light.

"Why does it feel like Jingming is afraid of you?" Su Qingli asked, puzzled.

"Nothing much. Maybe he was always afraid of me," Ling Shuang murmured, lightly pressing her red lips, not revealing the truth.

After having dinner with Lin Hui and the others to celebrate the successful completion of the S-rank mission,

Xu Jingming successfully contacted the weapons master Ma Hong using the contact details Su Laoshi had given him.

The good news was, Ma Hong could indeed repair the Jiyao Thunder Ring.

The bad news was, repairing the Jiyao Thunder Ring required many rare materials.

Altogether, it would cost roughly 200,000 credits—that is, 4 billion Daya currency.

Even with Su Laoshi's additional reward, Xu Jingming's student account held only 250,000 credits.

This would drain more than half of it at once.

Though it pained him, Xu Jingming still chose to pay.

After all, a fully restored top-tier lightning-element exclusive weapon starts at over 10 billion Daya currency—and might still be unusable.

Master Ma needed one month to repair the Jiyao Thunder Ring.

So after leaving the Equipment Department of the Lei Ting Martial Hall, Xu Jingming sought out Su Laoshi Qingli again.

This time, it was not to learn "Lei Shen Jiang Shi," but to jointly study "Lei Hai Guan Xiang Fa"...

September 12, 6:24 a. m.

The sky had just begun to lighten, the air filled with the fragrance of grass.

Xu Jingming stepped out of Su Qingli's villa, refreshed and clean, his strong, rugged face lit with an unrestrained smile.

So much!

So much harvest!

He had arrived at Su Laoshi's villa to study the manual around 8 p. m. last night.

Now, over ten hours had passed!

The gains from these ten-plus hours surpassed what he could have achieved alone by many times over!

No wonder she's a ninth-rank Law Saint—with Su Laoshi's help,

I should be able to grasp the basics of "Lei Hai Guan Xiang Fa" soon, then use the system to allocate points.

In high spirits, Xu Jingming unfolded his Thunder Dragon Wings only after leaving the mentor villa district, flying toward the airport.

His flight back to Modu was scheduled for seven a. m. —perfect timing.

12:00 p. m., Modu, outside Modu Airport.

The summer sun blazed, the streets nearly empty, yet outside the airport, many still waited to pick up arrivals.

Most of them dressed fashionably, clearly wealthy or noble.

A few others radiated faint but oppressive aura.

Among them, only two young women stood out.

Both women were around twenty years old—one exquisitely alluring.

Her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail with a red ribbon, loosely trailing behind her.

The other had a cold, serene beauty, dressed simply in casual wear, her legs long and straight.

The two girls each had distinct beauty, equally stunning.

But what amazed most was their aura—they were both third-rank Energy Users!

At this age, already third-rank Energy Users—undoubtedly, they were prodigies.

Precisely because of this, those interested in them dared not approach to speak.

These two young women were, of course, Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan, here to pick up the plane.

"Chuxuan-sis, you saw Jingming's video, right?"

Song Qiuyun's face bore a hint of admiration:

"I never expected that after only three months away from Modu University, his combat power had already reached the level of a seventh-rank Master."

"Yes, his progress is too fast.

But he's our man—the stronger he becomes, the more we should be proud of him, right?"

Jiang Chuxuan replied with a light laugh.

She and Song Qiuyun had both broken through to third-rank Energy User status not long ago.

At this level, even across the entire Demon Academy, it counted as a fairly fast pace.

But before Xu Jingming, they couldn't even see his tail lights.

"I'm quite proud, but the stronger Jingming's power, the more formidable his physique.

Last time the two of us joined forces and still lost, this time wouldn't we lose even more miserably..."

Song Qiuyun said, her pretty face flushing slightly.

The moment she thought of that scene from before, she unconsciously pressed her legs together slightly, feeling parched and dry-mouthed.

"I actually hadn't thought about this question..."

Jiang Chuxuan naturally understood what Song Qiuyun was referring to in her words.

Unlike Song Qiuyun, she really hadn't seen Xu Jingming for over three months now.

Originally she could still hold back her emotions, but once Song Qiuyun said that—

Recalling that astonishing shadow, a strange, feverish sensation also rose in her heart.

"We thought that once the two of us reached the third tier we could turn the tables, but looking at it now, it seems we were overthinking."

Jiang Chuxuan's eyes had already taken on a slightly dazed look as she said in a voice as faint as a drifting mosquito:

"Then we can only let him bully us..."

"Mm." Song Qiuyun, her right arm folded across her chest, also nodded gently.

At that moment, accompanied by a clamor, a group of passengers who had just gotten off the plane walked out of the airport.

Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan swept their gazes and immediately spotted Xu Jingming in the crowd—his aura icy, standing out like a crane among chickens.

"Jingming!"

Paying no heed to the startled and envious gazes of those around them, the two women threw themselves into Xu Jingming's arms at the same time.

Fortunately, Xu Jingming was tall and broad-chested; with a sweep of his large hand, he pulled both women straight into his embrace.

"Qiuyun, Chuxuan, I'm back."

Breathing in the girlish fragrance at the tip of his nose and the softness in his arms, Xu Jingming gently kissed each of the two women on the forehead.

Although the virtual world was lifelike, only an embrace in reality was the warmest.

"It's good that you're back."

Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan pressed their little heads against Xu Jingming's chest, somewhat intoxicated by the scent of the man they hadn't seen in so long.

This couldn't help but make Xu Jingming gently stroke their slender, springy waists.

But such a simple action actually made both of them tremble in their delicate bodies at once, as if all the strength had drained from their limbs.

Xu Jingming was first stunned, then immediately understood the reason, and said with a smile:

"Let's go, we'll head to Chuxuan's secluded villa first."