Chapter 860: It

"I heard Emperor Lei has a fighter jet; it should arrive soon."

"No way, Emperor Lei just got back to Great Xia yesterday—he's probably still at Thunder Martial Arts Academy headquarters."

"Ningnan City is over two thousand kilometers from our Magic City; even a fighter jet would take one or two hours to fly here."

"True, but since we've got nothing else to do here, we might as well wait."

"......"

A group of students from Magic City University were gathered in the square before the Source Water Supply Base, chatting excitedly, their tones laced with envy.

Xu Jingming owned a private fighter jet—a fact known to many.

At that moment, a black dot suddenly appeared in the distant sky, slicing through the heavens like a meteor, heading straight toward them.

The black dot was tiny at first, but as it drew closer, it grew larger, revealing itself to be a black fighter jet.

"Look! The jet's here!"

"Could that be Emperor Lei's jet?"

"Let me check—holy shit? Its speed is over nine thousand kilometers per hour?"

"More than seven times the speed of sound! This is definitely a Saint-level cockpit!"

"Wait, that can't be Emperor Lei—some big shot must just be passing through."

"True, I've seen Emperor Lei's jet before; its appearance is different from this one."

"......"

The members of the Magic University clubs were all murmuring among themselves.

Because private fighter jets must withstand impacts from avian monsters, their price is extremely high—even the base model costs tens of billions of Great Xia currency.

While an eighth-rank Grand Master could afford this price, it's completely unnecessary.

With that money, it's better to buy equipment or cultivation resources.

Only the top eighth-rank cultivators can afford a fighter jet.

Of course, young prodigies like Emperor Lei, who never lack resources, can also buy one.

But seven times the speed of sound far exceeds the standard of ordinary fighter jets—even Emperor Lei couldn't afford one.

Shhh—

Just as the crowd felt disappointed, the black fighter jet halted in midair above the square.

It then descended slowly toward the square; the cultivators on the ground hurriedly scattered.

At this level, even if the jet accidentally crushed them during landing, the pilot wouldn't face any punishment.

A massive shadow, over twenty meters long, fell over the ground.

Yet it didn't land on the square—it hovered three meters above the surface.

Hss—

The jet's cockpit door opened, and a tall, slender youth in a black combat suit leapt out.

The youth had a handsome, rugged face, and every gesture carried a faint aura of pressure.

After he landed, a woman stepped out of the cockpit immediately after.

The woman had a mature, exquisite face and a graceful figure; she seemed to ignore gravity entirely, stepping through air to reach the youth's side.

"Holy shit?! It's Emperor Lei!"

"Whoa, isn't that Principal Ling? Haven't seen her in ages—she's even more beautiful now."

"This is insane—I feel so much pressure just from Emperor Lei!"

"......"

Instantly, a wave of stunned murmurs erupted—no one expected the person stepping out of that jet to be Xu Jingming!

The group who had planned to ask Xu Jingming for autographs or photos now dared not approach.

There was no way around it,

Xu Jingming and Ling Shuang were both upper-tier seventh- and eighth-rank cultivators.

Even if they suppressed their aura, the natural energy radiating from them still made unfamiliar people feel constrained.

"Jingming, Sister Shuang, you got here so fast? I thought it'd take one or two hours."

Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu hurried over, their faces beaming with smiles.

"Black Obsidian-class jet. Just bought it."

"Now, anywhere within Great Xia, I can get there in under forty minutes."

Xu Jingming smiled.

"Black Obsidian-class jet?" Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu both gasped.

They'd heard Xu Jingming mention this jet before, but it was unearthed from an ancient civilization's ruins—extremely rare.

Even among ninth-rank cultivators, it was scarce—how could one exist now?

"You've been in the Wildlands this whole time, so it's normal you haven't heard the news. I'll tell you the details once we get back."

Xu Jingming smiled, then noticed the others in the square: "Are these all members of the Deep Blue Club?"

"About a third are; the rest are from other clubs."

Song Qiuyun lifted her face proudly, "The Deep Blue Club is now the top club at Magic City University."

"Good." Xu Jingming nodded slightly.

Given his current breakthrough pace, he didn't think this club would be useful in the future.

But a little praise was still warranted—he'd promised to establish it himself.

"They've been eager to meet you—just now they were all shouting for your autograph."

Jiang Chu laughed playfully.

"Oh? I'll visit Magic University soon if I have free time—get all the club members together in advance."

"Oh? I'll go to Magic University these next few days—get everyone in the club together ahead of time."

Since he was back in Magic City, he'd have to visit Teacher Yang anyway—he might as well combine it.

Xu Jingming hadn't lowered his voice; those who heard him erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

Xu Jingming didn't bother lowering his voice; those who heard him burst into loud cheers.

Xu Jingming gave a slight nod, then led Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu back into the jet.

Xu Jingming gave a slight nod, then returned with Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chu to the fighter jet.

The jet's engines roared to life, and it shot skyward, vanishing from sight.

"Saint-class jet! Emperor Lei lives up to his name—so cool!"

"Who says otherwise? He's not even twenty-one yet!"

"Normally, Emperor Lei should be like Sister Yun—just finished sophomore year, about to enter junior year."

"At this age, achieving this? No surprise—he's the number one prodigy on Blue Planet."

To achieve such accomplishments at this age—no surprise, he's the number one prodigy of Blue Star.

Even after Xu Jingming and the others left, the Magic University students remained, still marveling and chatting.

Many among them were the same age as Xu Jingming, some even called prodigies themselves.

But compared to Xu Jingming, these so-called "prodigies" looked utterly ridiculous.

Xu Jingming was already active internationally and owned a Saint-class jet.

Meanwhile, they were still stuck at school, participating in these petty club competitions.

Of course, the shock Xu Jingming brought them went beyond just the jet—it was also Ling Shuang's presence.

The juniors and seniors present had all lived through the time when Ling Shuang was vice-principal at Magic University.

No one ever imagined that the beautiful, ice-cold vice-principal had truly been won over by Xu Jingming...

PS: Thank you all for your concern. Lucky for me, yesterday's check-up only revealed gastritis—I've already taken the medicine and have no other serious illness.

One more chapter coming soon, and I'll make up the missed chapter tomorrow—minimum three chapters~~

There will be another chapter later, and I'll make up the missed chapter tomorrow—three chapters minimum~~