Chapter 807

After breaking through to Seventh Stage Upper, Xu Jingming's overall abilities surged dramatically.

His sprinting and flight speed also improved significantly compared to before.

So even though he had penetrated nearly three hundred kilometers into the Dayangzhou wilderness, he couldn't fly openly.

Yet he still returned to Moben in less than four hours.

At this moment, night had just fallen, and the entire Moben was shrouded in a gray haze.

Still, sporadic neon lights began to flicker across the city.

This supercity was about to welcome its most bustling nighttime life.

Swish—

The Brilliant Thunder Dragon Wings unfolded behind Xu Jingming, transforming into a golden streak flying toward Lei Ting Martial Arts Dojo.

Ling Shuang, as the Moben branch director of Lei Ting Martial Arts Dojo, had countless tasks to handle daily, leaving her little time for cultivation.

This situation had improved over a month ago.

Su Qingli assigned a Seventh Stage Lower Weida Master Zongshi named Zhao Ying to serve as deputy director.

Zhao Ying's cultivation path had reached its limit; he no longer needed much practice and could focus entirely on administrative duties.

In other words, Su Qingli had found Ling Shuang and Xu Jingming an administrative assistant.

This was useless to Xu Jingming—he had never managed the Lei Ting branch.

But it was a huge help to Ling Shuang; now she didn't even need to go to the director's office.

She stayed in the villa daily to cultivate, leaving all matters to Zhao Ying, who would escalate anything he couldn't handle to her.

Thus, Xu Jingming didn't fly toward the dojo building but directly returned to their villa.

Within Moben, he could fly at full speed; even his normal flight form had reached a terrifying 1.5 times the speed of sound.

Just three minutes later, he was back at the villa.

The living room was empty, but sounds came from the training room.

"Looks like she's training."

Xu Jingming smiled and walked toward the training room.

But when he entered, he discovered not only Ling Shuang was there—Xia Lan was too.

Xia Lan seemed to be practicing some combat technique, space energy permeating the air.

Her agile form flashed repeatedly through space, dazzling to behold.

Ling Shuang stood with arms crossed, carefully observing every movement Xia Lan made.

When she noticed Xu Jingming's return, her fair, delicate face instantly lit up with delight.

In a flash, she teleported directly before him and scolded playfully:

"Why did you stay in the wilderness so long this time?"

Previously, he returned every nine or ten days; this time, it had been fifteen days.

"I spent some time breaking through to a new level," Xu Jingming said, feigning calmness.

"Breaking through to a new level?"

Ling Shuang's eyes widened in disbelief. "You broke through to Seventh Stage Upper?"

"It's been over a month since my last breakthrough; it was time to break through again."

Xu Jingming grinned.

"Do you know how much you deserve a beating for saying that?" Ling Shuang stared at him, speechless.

What does it mean, "it was time to break through again"?

When she broke through from Seventh Stage Middle to Seventh Stage Upper, it took her nearly a full year!

You did it in just over a month—and now it's taken for granted?

"Of course I know."

Xu Jingming challenged her with a smirk. "You can't beat me anymore anyway."

After upgrading his Body Refinement Technique to SSS rank, he thought he'd definitely win against Ling Shuang.

But he hadn't realized how powerful her S-rank Space Ability truly was.

He lost by the narrowest margin.

Now that he'd broken through to Seventh Stage Upper and mastered two SSS-rank combat techniques, he couldn't possibly lose again.

Ling Shuang naturally understood this—but she wouldn't yield in spirit. She huffed softly:

"Fine. Let's go to the virtual arena later and see who's stronger."

"Sure, no problem."

Xu Jingming walked beside Ling Shuang, wrapping his arm around her slender waist, then unconsciously gliding his hand toward her rounded, firm curve.

Feeling the warmth of his hand caressing her, Ling Shuang trembled, her breathing quickening.

Her gaze grew slightly hazy; her legs instinctively pressed together, yet she forced herself to remain composed and whispered:

"Xia Lan's still here."

"It's fine—she can't see anyway," Xu Jingming said seriously.

I have to say, Ling Shuang's figure was truly exceptional.

Under the tight combat suit, her curvaceous silhouette was unmistakable.

The spot his right hand touched—even through the fabric—felt astonishingly elastic, irresistible, begging to be explored further.

"Little rogue," Ling Shuang shot him a sultry glance.

Though she said that, she made no move to stop him.

In fact, when news of her relationship with Xu Jingming spread from Daxia, Xia Lan had already known.

She showed no unusual reaction, but instead offered her congratulations.

This was not the first time Xia Lan had seen the two together.

"Teacher, I've finished demonstrating the combat technique."

After another ten seconds, Xia Lan stopped her flickering and arrived before Ling Shuang, drenched in sweat.

Xu Jingming had already withdrawn his hands.

After all, there were outsiders present—and Ling Shuang's student at that—he naturally would not let Ling Shuang's dignity suffer.

"You've already mastered the S-Class Void Chaos Swipe, but your release of spatial energy still has some shortcomings."

If you can improve these areas, your Void Chaos Swipe can reach intermediate proficiency."

We'll stop here for today. Go back and study on your own; come find me if you have questions."

With Xu Jingming no longer interfering, Ling Shuang resumed her previous elegant detachment and gave careful instruction.

"Thank you for your guidance, Teacher. I'll take my leave."

Xia Lan nodded.

Normally, Ling Shuang taught until nearly nine at night; today, class ended just after seven.

It was two hours earlier than before.

As for the reason, she knew very well...

Looking at the tall figure beside Ling Shuang, a faint complex expression surfaced on Xia Lan's lovely face.

She hadn't expected Xu Jingming to be with her teacher, Ling Shuang.

When she first heard the news, she was utterly stunned.

But upon reflection, it didn't seem so strange.

After all, as a student who often accompanied Ling Shuang, she knew well her teacher's astonishing charm.

It was only natural that Xu Jingming would fall for her, and their age difference wasn't significant either.

The only thing she regretted was not heeding her friend's advice and expressing her feelings to Xu Jingming earlier.

Now, the best opportunity had already passed...

A thousand emotions flashed through her mind in an instant, yet on the surface, she showed no sign of disturbance, only offering Xu Jingming a faint smile:

"Jingming, long time no see. I'll be going now."

"Goodbye," Xu Jingming smiled and nodded.

Only after Xia Lan left the villa did Xu Jingming lift Ling Shuang in his arms at her soft cry and head toward the bathroom.

"Wait, weren't we going to the arena to spar?"

"First, a close-quarters battle—then to the arena..."

After his Body Strengthening Art reached SSS rank, Xu Jingming's transformation under the influence of the Divine Blood intensified significantly, and overwhelming negative emotions surged toward him.

The urge for slaughter and bloodlust was no problem—he could resolve it by hunting ferocious beasts.

As for certain other needs, they could only be suppressed in the Wild Zone.

Now that he was back, there was no need to hold back—he could release them fully.

As an eighth-rank Zhongweida Master, Ling Shuang naturally possessed immense physical strength and could offer boundless tolerance.

To say she was like the sea, embracing all rivers, was not an exaggeration...