Chapter 672: Departure! Ling Shuang

"Offer money?"

Aileen's eyes lit up, boldly saying, "Name your price."

She feared most that Xu Jingming would refuse—so long as he was willing to pay, she had every confidence she could secure it!

After all, the Silver Moon Consortium lacked everything—but not money!

"Money? No, no, no—I don't want Starlight currency. I want shares in your Silver Moon Consortium."

Xu Jingming shook his head.

Taking money is just a single transaction.

But taking shares is different—it means a continuous stream of income from the Silver Moon Consortium in the future.

"Shares? Easy. How much do you want? Name your percentage." Aileen agreed without hesitation.

"Don't misunderstand—I don't want shares in the Silver Moon Consortium's Mobe branch."

"I want shares in the Silver Moon Consortium's EU headquarters."

Xu Jingming reminded her.

Though the Mobe branch also made money, it paled in comparison to the headquarters.

That was a multinational consortium—its daily turnover was astronomical.

Even Aileen, as a direct blood relative of the Haus family, might not even have the right to allocate shares in the headquarters.

True enough, upon hearing Xu Jingming wanted headquarters shares, Aileen hesitated:

"I can't decide that myself. Tell me how much you want—I'll ask on your behalf."

"Not much—just 0. %." Xu Jingming grinned.

"0. %? That much?" Aileen's eyes widened in shock.

The Silver Moon Consortium was founded by her Haus family, and over a hundred and fifty years had passed since its inception.

The Haus family had countless ancient elder shareholders holding shares.

And 0. % of shares, for the Silver Moon Consortium, for this vast Haus family, was already a huge amount.

Even she, an S-rank psychic awakener, possessed only 0. % herself.

Xia Lan, who had just tidied her clothes and stepped beside Xu Jingming, also looked astonished—she clearly knew this was an enormous sum.

"Not much. My method for shortening cultivation time."

"Applies not just to plant life, but to other rare exotic flowers and herbs as well."

Xu Jingming said calmly.

Ancient civilization core technology!

You deserve it!

This was the overwhelming confidence Eva had expressed when mentioning this technique.

"It applies to other exotic flowers and herbs too..."

Aileen's breathing quickened again. "Wait—I'll return immediately and call a shareholder meeting!"

Aileen tossed the space ring containing the cultivation resources to Xu Jingming and hurried away.

Afraid that any delay might make him change his mind.

"Congratulations—you've secured shares in the Silver Moon Consortium."

After Aileen left, Xia Lan smiled warmly in congratulations.

Her clothes had been torn in many places by the Thorn Sword Grass, but none were critical.

Only glimpses of fair, delicate skin were visible.

"It's not even started yet," Xu Jingming shook his head.

"If you act, there's no way it'll fail," Xia Lan affirmed, her tone brimming with absolute confidence in Xu Jingming.

And in truth, ever since she'd known him,

he had never failed at anything he set out to do.

Yet what puzzled her was where he got so much energy?

In martial arts, he trained as both a martial artist and an elemental master, with terrifying insight into combat techniques.

Now, he was equally skilled in plant cultivation.

Even Aileen, the heiress of a family specializing in exotic flora, was stunned and wanted his cultivation technique.

Xu Jingming smiled.

The techniques he held could dramatically boost the Silver Moon Consortium's revenue.

Exchanging them for 0. % shares was a guaranteed win for the consortium.

And with Aileen personally advocating, securing them should be no problem.

"By the way, has Teacher Ling returned?" Xu Jingming asked.

"She's still in her office," Xia Lan shook her head.

"Alright, tell Teacher Ling I'm heading to the Wild Zone."

Supplies and pills had already been delivered during Xu Jingming's rest.

Plus, the Thorn Sword Grass had successfully advanced to seventh rank, becoming a major asset.

Everything was ready—it was time to depart.

As for the Silver Moon Consortium shares, he could ask Aileen again after returning from the Wild Zone.

"Alright," Xia Lan nodded, already accustomed to this.

Whoosh—

Behind him, the brilliant Thunder Dragon Wings unfurled, thunder rumbling.

The Thorn Sword Grass transformed into a plant armor clinging to his body as Xu Jingming shot skyward.

He flew into the clouds, covering five or six kilometers before converting the Thunder Dragon Wings into flame wings.

Simultaneously, he reshaped his facial muscles into Zhou Xuan's appearance and flew toward the Wild Zone...

10: 0 PM.

In a luxurious villa in the West District of Mobe.

A beautiful woman soaked in a bathtub, her heavy, fair, plump curves faintly visible through the foam.

Tianyao!

Deputy Head of the Tianming Cult's Mobe branch, a ninth-rank powerhouse!

Her public identity? A wealthy widow.

"Ding-ding-ding~~~"

Her phone rang—Tianyao immediately tapped to answer.

A low, gravelly voice came from the other end:

"Tianyao, the Divine Blood has emerged. I need you to dispatch people to collect it in the Wild Zone.

The exact location has been sent to your internal network account.

Also, Ling Shuang of Thunder Martial Arts will soon receive a mission to enter the Wild Zone.

You may begin setting up your ambush."

"Tianyao understands."

After respectfully replying, Tianyao hung up.

She rose from the bathtub, revealing her fair, alluring body.

Whoosh—

Her spiritual force stirred—the towel beside her wrapped around her, concealing her beauty.

"Finally, it's time to move against Ling Shuang—I've been looking forward to destroying her myself..."

A bloodthirsty, eager expression surfaced on Tianyao's beautiful face.

The next instant, she turned into a phantom and vanished from the villa.

Meanwhile, Ling Shuang, still working in her office at Thunder Martial Arts, received an internal mission alert:

"Senior Director Ling Shuang, a martial arts mission has been assigned. Please check promptly."

Ling Shuang waved her hand—the holographic projection before her displayed the mission details.

"Eliminate a seventh-rank Crimson Flame Snake? Intelligence indicates it was last seen 600 kilometers northeast of Mobe, in the Wild Zone..."

After reading the mission, Ling Shuang furrowed her delicate brows.

This was an internal martial arts mission—she, as a seventh-rank Grandmaster, was required to complete one annually.

It was also her first seventh-rank mission since returning to Thunder Martial Arts.

This mission was assigned by internal personnel—in the headquarters, it would be Su Qingli's decision.

Here in Mobe, it was arranged by Director Liu Shan.