Chapter 735

After arranging for his future father-in-law Song Feng to spread the news, Xu Jingming exited the virtual world and returned to reality.

"Jingming, where will we stay tonight? Should we keep staying here with Sister Ling?"

At that moment, Song Qiuyun, who had just removed her virtual headset, leaned over and asked softly.

Although she had already accepted Ling Shuang's presence,

she still felt a bit uneasy at the thought of spending the entire night here.

"Let's go to our previous villa," Xu Jingming replied after a moment's thought.

"I have plenty of bedrooms here—why go elsewhere?" Ling Shuang asked, puzzled.

"That place is quieter and has better surroundings," Xu Jingming said seriously.

The mentor villa district is filled with too many strong cultivators; if anyone noticed any unusual commotion, it would be problematic.

"Sister Ling, would you like to come with us?" Xu Jingming asked.

"Come with you?"

Ling Shuang blinked her eyes and immediately understood the hidden meaning in Xu Jingming's words.

Her previously pale, delicate face flushed deeply red.

She glanced at Song Qiuyun, then at Jiang Chuxuan, still feeling embarrassed.

She exhaled softly and suppressed the restless stirrings in her heart:

"I can come along, but tonight I plan to stay up all night studying the Thunder Sea Contemplation Method you gave me—I feel I'm about to enter the threshold."

"Alright," Xu Jingming nodded, not pressing further.

They had always trained in pairs; suddenly switching to a group of four, it was natural for Ling Shuang to need time to adjust.

With Ling Shuang present, the four of them teleported directly to Jiang Chuxuan's secluded villa.

Since Ling Shuang was about to enter the threshold of the Thunder Sea Contemplation Method, Xu Jingming remained in the living room to guide her, while Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan went to the bathroom to bathe.

"Splashing~~"

On the bathroom wall, two intricately carved lion heads were embedded.

Warm, clear water flowed from their mouths into the bath below, producing a gentle sound.

The entire bathroom was filled with mist, and two snow-white, slender bodies could be faintly seen submerged in the pool.

"Thank goodness Sister Ling didn't plan to join us—otherwise, I'd have been too embarrassed."

Song Qiuyun leaned lightly against the edge of the pool, her long, shapely legs idly splashing the water.

"Really?"

Beside her, the white-haired girl Jiang Chuxuan tilted her head and giggled:

"I actually look forward to it—after all, this is our once lofty Principal Ling.

Too bad we can't make it happen this time..."

"Sister Chuxuan, do you have some strange fetishes?"

Song Qiuyun's almond eyes widened in disbelief, her face flushed with astonishment.

"You talk about me? Your own fetishes—I don't even want to expose them!"

Jiang Chuxuan raised her delicate eyebrows and retorted without mercy.

"You!!"

Song Qiuyun's face reddened slightly, flustered and annoyed:

"Sister Chuxuan, haven't you forgotten? Though we're both Third-Rank Upper, in terms of strength, you still can't beat me."

"Is that so? I feel I'm stronger," Jiang Chuxuan refused to yield.

Soon, the two were playfully wrestling in the bath, occasional glimpses of tender flesh escaping.

After a long while, they finally calmed down.

"Qiuyun, I think we should find a way to get Principal Ling to join us tonight."

As their bath neared its end, the white-haired girl Jiang Chuxuan suddenly spoke.

"Why?" Song Qiuyun asked, puzzled.

"Because we're too weak."

Jiang Chuxuan stepped out of the bath, her curvaceous, exquisite body instantly exposed to the air.

Her snow-white skin contrasted beautifully with the soft, flowing white hair cascading down her back.

She paused, then added helplessly:

"Jingming is already a Seventh-Rank Master, and according to him, he's even reached the Ninth Layer of the SS-grade Body Strengthening Art.

Don't you think that without Sister Ling to draw fire, how long could we two Third-Rank Upper last?"

"This..." Song Qiuyun finally realized.

Indeed, previously, when they used their abilities, they could barely last two hours.

Now that Xu Jingming's power had surged again and his blood qi was even more vigorous, they might not even last an hour.

"Then what do we do? Sister Ling doesn't seem interested."

Song Qiuyun bit her red lip, unsure what to do.

"Easy—if she's not interested, we just make her become interested."

Jiang Chuxuan leaned close to Song Qiuyun's ear, her lips brushing softly as she whispered.

Song Qiuyun's face grew even redder; after Jiang Chuxuan finished, she murmured shyly:

"Though it's embarrassing, we might as well try it..."

After the two girls finished bathing, Xu Jingming also took a shower, then entered his bedroom.

The large living room was now left with only Ling Shuang alone.

"The Thunder Sea Contemplation Method is truly worthy of its SSS-grade status—so profound."

"Without Jingming's guidance, I'd never have entered the threshold in over a decade."

Looking at the ancient, simple manual in her hands, Ling Shuang's face showed a look of amazed wonder.

Xu Jingming, with no prior experience, had already reached the Fourth Layer of this SSS-grade Spirit Cultivation Art—his talent was simply monstrous.

"Come to think of it, I've never noticed a single flaw in him."

Ling Shuang suddenly realized this.

Xu Jingming was too perfect!

Whether as a martial artist or an elemental master, he excelled equally in both.

"Ahh~~~"

At that moment, a muffled moan of pleasure suddenly came from the bedroom.

Ling Shuang froze, biting her lip, her beautiful eyes flickering with faint embarrassment and annoyance.

Xu Jingming was perfect in every way—his only flaw was having too many romantic interests.

Of course, this was from her personal perspective; from a national standpoint,

it wasn't a flaw at all—it was a tremendous advantage!

"Just one more step to enter the threshold—I'll push through tonight and master it!"

Taking a deep breath, Ling Shuang focused her attention on the manual before her, trying to ignore the sounds echoing in her ears.

At first, it worked—but soon, the sounds grew louder.

"Does Jingming really make that much noise?"

Ling Shuang placed her hand over her chest, her beautiful eyes slightly dazed as she stared at the bedroom door.

Imagining what was happening inside, her slender waist began to shift restlessly.

"No—I must focus on the Spirit Cultivation Art."

Forcing down her inner restlessness, she spread spatial power, sealing out all sound.

This time, there was no disturbance—but after a few minutes, she found she simply couldn't read a single line!

"Those two girls are definitely doing this on purpose!"

She tossed the manual into her space ring and sprang up from the sofa.

Striding forward with her long legs, she pushed open the bedroom door and stepped inside.