Chapter 635

At noon, sunlight streamed through the window onto Catherine, making her already beautiful profile glow with crystalline clarity.

But Xu Jingming was puzzled: "Why suddenly want to go to Da Xia?"

"I want to see if Da Xia is really as good as you say it is."

As an SSS-level psychic awakened, Catherine was not foolish—in fact, she was very intelligent.

Ever since hearing Xu Jingming mention it at the Genius Competition, she had paid special attention to news related to Da Xia.

She hadn't noticed anything unusual while in America or the Arctic, but once she arrived in Dayangzhou, away from America's propaganda environment,

she realized Da Xia didn't seem nearly as dire as most American news outlets claimed.

On the contrary, what she learned about Da Xia seemed friendlier than America itself.

This stark contrast in domestic propaganda had left her thoroughly confused about Da Xia's true situation.

But hearsay is unreliable; seeing for yourself is truth.

A single trip to Da Xia would resolve all these questions.

"I don't have any problem with it—but does your teacher allow you to go to Da Xia?"

Da Xia has always looked down on meddling in other nations' affairs, but America is different.

It uses every possible means to lure talented youths from other countries, even carrying out assassinations.

Judging by its own behavior, America itself is far from clean.

Xu Jingming didn't believe they'd let Catherine enter Da Xia so easily.

"It's fine—just don't tell her," Catherine blinked her clear big eyes, grinning mischievously.

Honestly, when she wasn't preaching, Catherine was not only beautiful but oddly cute.

"Alright, I'll let you know ahead of time before I return to Da Xia," Xu Jingming nodded.

Just taking her to Da Xia could earn him a complete Light Element Essence.

This deal was practically guaranteed profit.

Of course,

Catherine wouldn't be foolish enough to follow him to Da Xia without any preparation.

"Good."

Catherine nodded slightly, then her eyes flickered with mischief as she asked:

"Aren't you afraid I'll just take your Element Essence and run off, never giving it back?"

"Not at all."

Xu Jingming grinned, "If you did, I'd find you, beat you senseless, and take the Element Essence back."

Catherine's expression froze instantly; she unconsciously touched her forehead.

That terrifying shot from the Genius Competition finals was still vivid in her memory, unforgettable.

"Don't worry—it's just one S-rank Light Element Essence.

It's useless to me; I wouldn't betray or run off just for it."

She tucked the Light Element Essence into her space ring and lazily stretched out on the chair.

Her short black top tightened instantly, outlining the full, rounded curves of her chest.

Though her personality was arrogant, even occasionally childish,

her figure was flawless—wherever curves were needed, they were there.

Her body's contours were sharply defined.

"By the way, I heard you're already the head instructor of Lei Tianwu Guan—congratulations."

Catherine sipped her tea casually.

Even in America, she'd heard of Da Xia's Lei Tianwu Guan.

"You've got good connections," Xu Jingming raised an eyebrow.

"It's not that I'm well-informed.

It's George—he's been bragging everywhere that in a month, he's coming to your Lei Tianwu Guan to challenge you.

He plans to crush you, the number one genius of the competition, under his feet.

He's even invited plenty of media and streamers to come along and document the whole thing.

He's waiting to broadcast his victory far and wide."

Catherine said calmly.

Her pale, long legs, clad in cowboy shorts, crossed loosely, pressing against each other, subtly accentuating their soft curves.

"George from Sheng Ling Wu Guan? He's that confident? Even got the media lined up?"

Xu Jingming was puzzled.

He was the two-time champion of the Genius Competition—surely he still had enough deterrent power?

"I heard he just mastered an SSS-level combat technique; that's why his confidence is soaring."

Catherine explained.

An SSS-level combat technique truly grants immense combat power.

"No matter what technique he's mastered, I can suppress him with one hand," Xu Jingming declared with unshakable confidence.

The Sheng Ling Wu Guan people won't arrive for another month.

In that month, even he didn't know how much his strength would grow.

"Oh?"

Catherine's elegant eyebrows lifted slightly.

She believed Xu Jingming could defeat George.

But to claim he could suppress him with one hand? That was overconfident.

"If that's the case, then in a month, I'll come watch how you suppress George with one hand."

George had originally invited Catherine to join this event.

But she found it boring and had no intention of going—until Xu Jingming's answer sparked her intense interest...

After lunch, Catherine left, swaying her hips with her large sunglasses on.

Xu Jingming likewise altered his facial muscles and departed as another stranger.

What should have been an ordinary lunch between a young man and woman looked more like an underground cell meeting.

But better safe than sorry—Xu Jingming preferred the inconvenience over drawing the attention of Tianming Jiao.

Back at the villa, as he entered the living room, Xu Jingming saw Ling Shuang sitting on the first-floor sofa.

Ling Shuang had just returned from Lei Tianwu Guan; she was still in her work uniform.

A simple white shirt paired with a tight black skirt, her legs covered in sheer black stockings.

No shoes—her delicate, silk-wrapped feet looked elegant and alluring.

"Jingming, you're back?" Xia Lan emerged from the kitchen holding a fruit platter, delighted.

She wore loose training clothes, yet they couldn't hide her graceful, well-proportioned figure.

"Mm." Xu Jingming smiled and nodded, sitting naturally beside Ling Shuang on the sofa.

"How was it? Did you finish dealing with the Degaka Mercenary Group?" Ling Shuang asked casually.

She preferred staying at Xia Lan's place over her own villa.

After all, returning from the martial arts school meant someone prepared fruit for her; returning to her own villa meant nothing.

"Mm." Xu Jingming grinned. "I successfully certified as a Seven-Star Master."

Ling Shuang wasn't surprised by the result; she nodded gently and advised softly:

"Once you're on the battlefield, if you sense any danger you can't handle, crush the space talisman—I'll come immediately."

Unlike Su Qingli, Ling Shuang, only an 8th-rank mid-level cultivator, joining the battlefield wouldn't violate the peace treaty.

"I understand," Xu Jingming felt warmth in his chest and returned her smile.

Watching this scene, Xia Lan felt the two seemed strangely... harmonious?

Like a wife giving final parting advice to her husband about to go to war.

The thought had barely formed when Xia Lan herself was startled.

How could Jingming and Teacher Ling be married? Her imagination was running wild.

She shook her head and quickly dismissed the idea.