Chapter 853: Ai Mose Lei Kuangyong Spear! Liu Shan

In fact, the Zi Yun Pill imposes extremely strict requirements on psychics.

Only psychics who have never regularly consumed pills before can use it.

Otherwise, its efficacy will be greatly diminished.

This might be a problem for other psychics, since those who reach the peak of seventh rank have almost all used large quantities of pills.

But Xu Jingming doesn't need to consider this issue at all—he rarely uses pills and has built an extremely solid foundation.

"Zi Yun Pill?" Xu Jingming's eyes lit up. "Perfect, I'll take it!"

At the same time, he couldn't help but silently reflect.

No wonder psychics from great clans don't even need to worry about rank issues.

With these pills, even a pig could be turned into a top-tier ferocious beast.

Of course,

medicine carries three parts toxicity; consuming large quantities of pills causes unstable power and lowers one's ceiling, far inferior to the System.

But he himself rarely uses pills, so an occasional one won't have any effect.

"Ling Teacher, there's still over a million contribution points left. Is there anything you want?"

Xu Jingming turned to ask Ling Shuang.

"No," Ling Shuang shook her head. "Keep it for now. We'll decide when we need it later."

"Alright." Xu Jingming closed the holographic projection and waited silently for the three resources to arrive.

The Xia Meng efficiency was swift—just over ten minutes later, he received all three resources, placed inside a single space ring.

The space ring had enormous capacity; even placing a fighter jet five to four meters tall and over ten meters long caused no sense of crowding.

"Just this space ring, if sold outside, would probably be worth hundreds of millions of Xia currency."

Xu Jingming couldn't help but murmur.

"To different people, the value of money differs."

To ordinary people, hundreds of millions of Xia currency already seems like a fortune.

But to a ninth-rank Martial Saint, a hundred billion Xia currency holds little value.

At that level, most transactions are barter, or require these special contribution points."

Ling Shuang said softly.

Each nation's currency is issued by its own government, printed at will.

Even the Blue Star currency is only worth slightly more because it's issued by the United Nations.

It might work for purchasing low-tier resources, but for items like Obsidian-class fighter jets or Zi Yun Pills, it's as good as paper.

"By the way, I've broken through to eighth-rank upper tier—my spatial psychic ability has strengthened considerably."

"Later, I should be able to get you a space ring with greater capacity."

Ling Shuang gently brushed back her hair.

"Oh? Then I'm looking forward to it."

Smiling in reply, Xu Jingming turned his attention back to the space ring.

Inside the space ring, besides the Obsidian-class fighter jet, there was also a long rectangular box and a small wooden box.

"These must be the spear and the Zi Yun Pill."

Xu Jingming eagerly retrieved the two items from the space ring.

He opened the long rectangular box first, and immediately a spear came into view.

The spear was entirely black, its shaft faintly marked with blue-green special patterns.

The spearhead was extremely sharp; under the room's lighting, it reflected a faint, chilling glimmer.

Xu Jingming extended his right hand, and with a flick of his mental energy, the spear floated into his grasp.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!...

The spear whirled, transforming into a streak of black lightning, flashing and leaping through the air.

Even without using his psychic ability, the faint but piercing aura emanating from it made Ling Shuang's skin prickle.

Boom!!

Doushen Shenlei unleashed—black thunder surged forth, flooding into the spear in his hand.

Shhh—

The spear's speed, already at its peak, surged upward again!

The dark spear nearly merged with the black thunder, indistinguishable—neither spear nor lightning could be told apart.

"Excellent! Perfectly suited."

The spear abruptly halted, emitting a sound like a dragon's roar, and Xu Jingming's face was now filled with satisfaction.

With this divine weapon in hand, his combat power would rise another tier.

"Next, try the other form."

Inside the long box, besides the spear, were four cube-shaped metal blocks, each the size of a grapefruit.

These were the sentient metal components of the Ai Mose Lei Kuangyong Spear; when the spear touched them,

the cube-shaped metal blocks melted like wax and spread over the spear's surface.

In an instant, the Ai Mose Lei Kuangyong Spear extended to a length of 3.2 meters!

And the patterns on its shaft remained identical to before—completely just a scaled-up version of the original!

"The Thunderstorm Form works perfectly too!"

At this point, Xu Jingming was fully certain this SSR-grade Ai Mose Lei Kuangyong Spear suited him.

Otherwise, he could still return it within three days.

As for the other Purple Cloud Pills, he opened the wooden box to confirm—there were no problems with them either.

Once everything was settled, Xu Jingming sent Lord Xue Jian a message after "I'm leaving," then departed the Xia Meng headquarters with Hearing Ling Shuang.

The Xia Meng headquarters was located in Beihe Province in the north of Great Xia, over two thousand kilometers from Gui Province, where the Lei Ting Wu Guan headquarters sat.

But the Obsidian-class fighter jet's seven-times speed of sound was no slouch either—barely ten-plus minutes later, it arrived at the Lei Ting Wu Guan headquarters.

After the fighter jet landed on the plaza in front of Lei Ting Wu Guan, Xu Jingming and Hearing Ling Shuang headed straight for the headquarters building.

"Hello, Hall Master Xu, Hall Master Ling."

"Hall Master Xu, you've returned."

Along the way, many members of Lei Ting Wu Guan bowed respectfully in greeting.

Most of their gazes carried a hint of awe and admiration, though some wore openly indignant expressions.

Clearly influenced by that Magic City Inspector appointment announcement.

Xu Jingming had already known, while still aboard the Lord Xue Jian fighter jet, that Lei Ting Wu Guan's views on the appointment were mixed and had sparked great controversy.

Of course, he also knew that Hu Jinyu had been stoking the flames behind the scenes—otherwise it wouldn't have built into such a force.

Xu Jingming didn't really care about this.

Public opinion was public opinion—it couldn't affect the final appointment result.

Still, the day his strength surpassed Hu Jinyu's, he would absolutely go settle the whole score!

"Hu Jinyu possesses an elemental fire-type pseudo-S-class ability, mid ninth-rank.

There's still some gap between the current me and him, but it should be soon."

Xu Jingming murmured silently to himself.

Hu Jinyu could also be considered an iconic figure of Lei Ting Wu Guan—without him, it would definitely deal a considerable blow to Lei Ting Wu Guan.

But Hu Jinyu, who had thrown in his lot with the Li family, was already a cancerous growth.

No matter how painful, it had to be cut out.

Otherwise, an internally torn Lei Ting Wu Guan would never have a chance to flourish.

Just as he was thinking, an explosion like thunder suddenly rang out from ahead:

"Xu Jingming! You still have the nerve to come back! Do you really think the Magic City Inspector seat is yours for the taking?"

Xu Jingming's sword-shaped brows rose; he looked up and saw a figure leap down from the headquarters building ahead.

With a thunderous crash it slammed onto the plaza, and as the dust cleared, it revealed Liu Shan, his face full of rage.