Chapter 717: Revealing the Relationship! Shocked Su Qingli!

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Above the villa, dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Su Qingli often tested combat techniques in her villa; nearby residents had long grown accustomed to it.

With Ling Shuang's spatial ability isolating the lightning, they had no idea that within the thick clouds, there were not only green lightning but also furious, brilliant golden lightning!

"Teacher Su, you won—I can't beat you."

In the open training yard, Xu Jingming had reached the limit of his physical and psychic energy, panting heavily.

He immediately retracted the lightning and exited Thunderstorm State.

"You won."

A clear, melodious voice rang out; Su Qingli's eyes held unmistakable shock and awe:

"Your lightning's power surpasses mine—your endurance is just slightly weaker."

"But since I'm a Ninth-Stage Law Saint, my psychic endurance naturally far exceeds yours."

"But Teacher Su, you didn't even use an elemental weapon," Xu Jingming said helplessly.

He had already deployed the top-tier elemental weapon, Ultimate Radiant Thunder Ring.

And due to repeatedly releasing high-level lightning combat techniques, he had completely drained all psychic energy stored within the Ultimate Radiant Thunder Ring.

Thunderstorm State, Thunder Domain, God of Thunder Descends.

The triple boosts delivered tremendous power—but the psychic energy cost was terrifyingly high!

Without the Ultimate Radiant Thunder Ring to sustain him, he wouldn't have lasted five minutes.

Yet Su Qingli hadn't even used an elemental weapon to enhance her psychic power.

Who was superior? It was obvious.

"If I used an elemental weapon, it wouldn't be testing your strength—it'd be bullying you," Su Qingli shook her head.

Her elemental weapon was a staff, carrying her complete lightning psychic energy.

Once deployed, Xu Jingming wouldn't stand a chance.

"Student Xu's strength is formidable—he far surpasses peers like Catherine and others."

"To fight this well, he's already a dominant presence among this generation of Blue Planet cultivators."

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Assistant Director Liu Wei couldn't help speaking up.

Though she still called him "Student Xu," her gaze and tone carried a hint of respect.

Because she knew that as a Seventh-Stage Peak Master herself,

before Xu Jingming, she might be defeated by just a single thread of lightning.

"Jingming, you've only just entered Seventh Stage—there's still plenty of room to grow. Don't rush."

"Beating Teacher Su is just a matter of time."

Ling Shuang smiled at Xu Jingming.

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Su Qingli was instantly filled with question marks.

She felt her best friend, after returning from Dayangzhou, had grown even more partial to Xu Jingming.

Though she'd always been partial to him anyway...

"I know you favor Xu Jingming, but to just state the facts so bluntly—doesn't that hurt a little?"

Su Qingli pursed her lips, feigning melancholy, sighing softly.

Beside her, Xu Jingming couldn't help smiling.

The usually pure and ethereal Su Qingli, among close friends, occasionally revealed an adorable side.

Nearby, Ling Shuang unconsciously touched her cheek.

Have I been that obvious?

But she soon let it go—she was going to tell Su Qingli anyway; whether obvious or not didn't matter.

"To celebrate Jingming's breakthrough to Seventh Stage, I'll treat everyone later."

"Jingming, you're tired—go back to the villa and rest."

For psychics, after reaching Sixth Stage, they could sustain their energy consumption by absorbing Yuan Energy.

As long as they didn't engage in fierce combat, eating once every ten days was fine.

Xu Jingming, Su Qingli, and the others had reached the level of Abstaining from Grains—fully sustaining themselves on Yuan Energy alone.

Of course, eating more beast meat benefited the body.

Even Seventh-Stage psychics rarely chose Abstaining from Grains, replacing meals entirely with Yuan Energy.

Meal times became entirely casual—even though it was only just past eight in the morning, far from lunchtime.

Back in the villa's living room, Liu Wei went to arrange the meal.

Xu Jingming sat on the sofa, eyes half-closed, silently practicing his psychic cultivation method to restore his energy.

Ling Shuang called Su Qingli to the balcony.

"What? It's only been four months—we're already whispering secrets?"

Su Qingli teased with a smile.

In public, to maintain her authority as head of Thunder Martial Hall, she always called Ling Shuang by her name.

But in private, she always called her "Sister Shuang."

"Remember how we used to sleep together, whispering at night, talking about our futures?"

"Saying that once we grew stronger, we'd build our own palace and stay together forever."

Ling Shuang's face softened with nostalgia, then she shook her head:

"Now we're both Eighth and Ninth Stage."

"We've grown much stronger, and we can build a palace—but we've long lost those youthful dreams."

"If you want, you can stay with me tonight."

"We haven't spent this much time together in a long while."

Su Qingli smiled warmly.

"Tonight?"

Ling Shuang paused slightly, thinking of Xu Jingming in the living room, and instinctively replied:

"Let's wait a couple of days."

Compared to her best friend Su Qingli, she wanted to be with Xu Jingming more.

This must be what they call "tasting the sweet and craving more..."

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Su Qingli widened her eyes, feigning disbelief:

"Sister Shuang, are you abandoning your best friend? Did you go to Dayangzhou and have your heart stolen by some man?"

It was just teasing—Su Qingli expected Ling Shuang to blush and indignantly deny it.

This had happened often before.

But upon hearing this, Ling Shuang's face did flush slightly—yet she showed no anger, nor did she refute it.

"No way!"

Su Qingli froze, her smile fading. She stopped joking, blinked her clear eyes, and asked tentatively:

"Sister Shuang, have you really found him?"

"Mm." Ling Shuang nodded.

"Oh? Who is it?"

Gossip was a woman's nature—especially when the subject was Ling Shuang. Su Qingli instantly grew curious, eyes bright with interest.

"You know him too."

Ling Shuang exhaled softly.

Though she'd long planned to tell Su Qingli, at this moment, she still felt nervous.

"I know him?" Su Qingli grew even more curious, puzzled: "Who exactly?"

"Jingming." Ling Shuang gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, briefly said.

"Jingming?!"

Su Qingli looked as if she'd seen a ghost, eyes wide, confirming again: "The Xu Jingming in the living room?"

"Yes, him." Ling Shuang's face softened with tenderness, affirming.