Chapter 683: Sorry, SS-Rank Abilities Let Me Do Whatever I Want

"Sister Xi, did you forget about the plant life on me?" Xu Jingming grinned.

At the same time, the Thorn Sword Grass, which had already transformed into a plant battle armor, extended its branches and swayed slightly, as if greeting her.

"Oh right."

Leng Yuexi also reacted, blinked her clear big eyes, and said with a light smile:

"But I've taken so much of your divine blood for nothing, you've lost out quite a bit.

How about this—if you need my help with anything in the future, just say the word."

This time entering the wilderness zone, she actually hadn't seriously searched for divine blood.

But even so, adding the divine blood Xu Jingming had given her, the Flame Giant Eagle divine blood in her hands had already reached nearly 300 liters!

Consuming all this divine blood would absolutely allow her physique to reach another level!

"Besides, I'm right over in Nixi, so coming over is very convenient." Leng Yuexi added softly.

Dayangzhou's two super cities, Melbourne and Nixi, were less than 100 kilometers apart, so it really wasn't that far.

"So Sister Xi, you're over in Nixi—no wonder I never saw you in Melbourne before."

Xu Jingming smiled, didn't refuse, and said half-jokingly: "Then next time junior brother needs help, Sister Xi, don't refuse me."

Leng Yuexi's current strength should be about the same as his, but that was only for now.

Once he advanced to seventh-rank later, his strength would absolutely be at a level that crushed Leng Yuexi!

But some kinds of help weren't just about strength—there were many other aspects where she could help.

After all, behind Leng Yuexi was the massive Spirit Fox Guild.

Although it couldn't compare to the Silver Moon Chamber of Commerce in scale, it was at least a transnational guild with substantial resources.

"Naturally not."

Leng Yuexi confidently patted her full chest, then asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, what's your actual rank now?"

Based on the aura Xu Jingming was emitting, he was upper seventh-rank.

But if he were really upper seventh-rank, none of those people just now would have escaped, and Xu Jingming wouldn't have needed to call her in to act together.

After all, she knew all too well the terrifying might of Xu Jingming's SS-rank ability.

Besides, when Xu Jingming left Myanmar he was only upper fifth-rank, and only advanced to sixth-rank when participating in the Genius Tournament.

Now only four-plus months had passed, so it was impossible for him to jump straight from sixth-rank to upper seventh-rank.

"Could it be... seventh-rank?"

Leng Yuexi couldn't help but guess in a low voice, secretly shocked at heart.

Four months to break through from sixth-rank to seventh-rank Grandmaster—this speed couldn't even be described as monstrous.

Leng Yuechan beside her also widened her eyes, looked over, and slightly parted her rosy little mouth, clearly very curious.

"I haven't broken through to seventh-rank, I'm still upper sixth-rank." Xu Jingming said with a smile, shaking his head.

The Lei Ting Violent Dragon King's divine blood could not only strengthen his physique, it even carried dense energy within itself.

He had a premonition that if he absorbed all this divine blood, the ability points on his system panel might already be enough to advance.

"Good, you haven't broken through to seventh-rank."

Leng Yuexi breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately realized something was wrong, widened her eyes, and said in disbelief:

"You're only upper sixth-rank, yet you already possess combat power close to eighth-rank?"

"Sorry, SS-rank abilities let me do whatever I want." Xu Jingming grinned.

Of course, it wasn't just the SS-rank ability—there were also the advanced combat techniques he'd mastered through his system's point allocation.

These combat techniques were definitely not something a 20-year-old young ability user could master.

"You don't have a shred of humility in you." A faint wry smile appeared on Leng Yuexi's pretty face.

He wasn't even seventh-rank yet and was already this strong—if he really entered seventh-rank Grandmaster, what then?

He could probably directly kill an ordinary eighth-rank Grandmaster, right?

"Sister Xi, let's part ways here, I still need to keep searching for divine blood."

Xu Jingming, after glancing at the time, spoke up.

482 liters of Lei Ting Violent Dragon King divine blood had already covered over 70% of the divine blood lost in that battle!

It was definitely enough for him to absorb.

Once he finished sweeping this last small area, he was ready to start absorbing the divine blood.

"Alright, we'll get in touch after heading back."

Leng Yuexi nodded slightly, and Leng Yuechan also waved: "Junior brother Jingming, see you next time."

She deliberately emphasized the words "junior brother."

It seemed to express her displeasure at Xu Jingming calling her "Little Chan."

"Mm, see you next time."

With a shift of his facial muscles, Xu Jingming reverted to Zhou Xuan's appearance, golden flames swirling around his body, and left the place without looking back.

"What an amazing disguise technique—there's no way to tell how he uses his fire-type ability."

Watching Xu Jingming's departing back, Uncle Li couldn't help clicking his tongue in wonder and exclaiming in amazement.

Appearance changes were common, and though rank-disguising techniques were rare, they weren't unheard of.

But only the ability-type change—this was something they had never seen before.

"Young Lady, Xu Jingming is very strong. What do you think about inviting him to help us?

That way, when facing the Young Master, we'll have a powerful ally."

After Xu Jingming had completely disappeared from sight, Uncle Chen proposed to Leng Yuexi.

To be honest, he hadn't expected Xu Jingming to already be this strong.

Moreover, right now the master of the Lei Ting Wu Guan, Su Qingli, was clearly cultivating Xu Jingming in the direction of a successor.

With the backing of the Lei Ting Wu Guan identity, if Xu Jingming joined in, Leng Yuexi's odds of winning this successor position contest would be much higher.

"Jingming is indeed very strong, but he doesn't yet have eighth-rank Grandmaster-level combat power. Even if we let him act, he wouldn't be of much use."

Leng Yuexi shook her head.

If Xu Jingming entered seventh-rank, that would truly be useful.

But seventh-rank is itself a hurdle, and Xu Jingming seems to have only just entered the upper tier of sixth-rank not long ago.

By the time he enters seventh-rank, the Spirit Fox Guild will probably have long since changed hands.

"Let's also prepare to head back." Leng Yuexi, who had transferred the divine blood into her spatial ring, said softly.

"Has the Young Lady already come up with a plan to deal with the Young Master?" Uncle Chen's eyes lit up.

"More or less."

Leng Yuexi nodded lightly. "After we return, we'll try to win over the eighth-rank Grandmaster-level worshipper within the guild.

If we can win over enough people, then we may not be without a chance to turn things around."

"Understood!" Both Uncle Chen and Uncle Li looked pleased and hurriedly followed along as they left.

Less than ten minutes after the group departed, a group of ability users wearing the Tianming Sect's Blood Moon attire likewise arrived at this spot.

It was a party of five, four of whom were seventh-rank upper-tier Masters.

The man at the head had an aura that had even reached the level of an eighth-rank Grandmaster — he was a Red-Robed Archbishop of the Tianming Sect!

"Damn it! Late again!"

Looking at the dozens of empty pits on the ground, the eighth-rank Red-Robed Archbishop's expression was extremely ugly.

He had thought that, with his eighth-rank Grandmaster strength, he should have been able to track down most of this batch of divine blood.

But unexpectedly, from yesterday until today—

He had searched for a full day and a half, and even with the guidance of the Divine Blood Indicator, in total he had only found less than 100 liters of divine blood!

This was completely different from the scene he had envisioned of harvesting at least four or five hundred liters of divine blood!

It seemed as though there was one person who, every time, managed to collect the divine blood just ahead of him.

"Don't let me catch you, or I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!......

The Red-Robed Archbishop's qi and blood instantly erupted, and that terrifying aura caused some of the surrounding trees to directly explode into a pile of wood chips!

"Let's go!" The Red-Robed Archbishop quickly led his men away.

The mission target was about to arrive at the designated ambush point; he needed to hurry over and rendezvous with Lord Tianyao.

Before Lord Tianyao's wrath, this divine blood was utterly insignificant.