While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

Yang Ding led Huang Bingbing and followed Jiang Zhaolong all the way to the Northwest Gate.

"I've become a thorn in the side of parasites, and you still dare to follow me?" Yang Ding asked.

"It's okay, we're teammates after all."

"With your third-grade cultivation, you're no match for a bunch of parasitic beasts. Did you bring family helpers with you?" Yang Ding asked tentatively.

"I don't have any family helpers, Brother Ding. Do you?"

Yang Ding chuckled. "Without help, do you think I'm that arrogant?"

Huang Bingbing immediately got excited.

She rhythmically patted the listening device in her pocket.

Huang Aqing immediately notified her brother Huang Agui, her third brother Zou Xiaoren, and even her second sister Qin Xiangyu, who all set off from the club.

They were frustrated for a long time because they failed to capture that fire-type dragon guard last time.

If we catch just one, we can wipe out all the spies in Jiangling City.

No matter how tough your Imperial Guard is, can you really watch your family be tortured to death?

In the abandoned buildings on both sides of the road, the dozen or so parasitic beasts that had been watching Yang Ding began to split up and take action.

"Go and inform the leader that the rest of you will follow me to hunt down Yang Ding," Hu Feng said.

"Yes, Captain."

One of the small beasts analyzed, "Captain, this is the entrance to the Northwest Guard. Let's wait for the leader to arrive."

Hu Feng slapped the little beast across the face.

"Can the leader really come here? What if we're ambushed? We'll be leaderless. What kind of underling are you? Don't you even respect the leader?"

"Captain, I know I was wrong. I exist because of my admiration."

The little animal, after being slapped, not only did not resist, but stood up straight.

Before they came to Earth, they were all free-spirited loners, unwilling to submit to anyone and never living in groups.

Now they've been completely misled by the human knowledge the leader has learned.

"We must share the leader's burdens. Any human who dares to kill the leader's wife must die, otherwise what are we for?"

"Yes, I am willing to die for my leader."

Seeing Yang Ding follow Jiang Zhaolong into a primary school, Hu Feng waved his hand dismissively.

"Let's go. This guy's cultivation level isn't high; he's just a freshman. As long as we don't let him escape using spatial magic like last time, we'll be fine."

After they left, a head wearing a golden mask emerged from behind a window of the building.

He unfolded the note, which read: "Tonight is a warm-up. Don't show yourself easily. My strength is about to break through to the fourth rank. I won't die so easily. Observe which forces want to capture you."

This is a note written by Yang Ding today, tucked inside Zhang Peng's martial arts textbook.

This made him very uneasy; how did this kid discover his identity?

Zhang Peng, acting on the Queen's orders, has been lying in wait here for ten years, just waiting for Yang Ding to appear. His wife and children are in Jiangling City, and the consequences would be unimaginable if his identity were exposed.

"He's only been awakened for a few months, how did his martial arts cultivation increase?"

The more Zhang Peng learned, the more he felt that Yang Ding was strange.

The Queen's prophecies are never wrong.

Jiang Zhaolong arranged to meet his uncle at the school.

Their plan was to wait for the space-elemental and martial arts-elemental students to steal the beast crystal, and then the eldest uncle would secretly throw out his large cleaver. Even if he couldn't kill them, he could at least sever one of their hands.

Jiang Dawei is a fifth-grade upper realm cultivator with a punch force of over 500 million jin, and the speed at which he throws his sword is extremely fast.

Standing on the rooftop, watching the furtive Yang Ding and Huang Bingbing, he quickly notified his nephew.

"Zhaolong, two people followed you into the school. They had their headlamps on, so they shouldn't be parasites."

"It's very likely that it's the guy who stole the beast crystal, Uncle. We have to kill them to vent our anger."

"Nonsense, spatial abilities are extremely valuable. Killing one would trigger an investigation by the Governor."

"They dared to steal my beast crystal; they must be killed!"

"Let's catch them first. Wait, another dozen or so are coming in. Be careful."

"With your uncle here, what is there to be afraid of?"

"Wait, three more experts have come in. One is a metal elementalist, one is a fire elementalist, and one is an earth elementalist."

"How high can a parasite really go?"

"No, these three are likely all Grade A or above."

"No way."

Jiang Zhaolong immediately tensed up; there were no A-level superhumans among the seniors.

It might take a fifth-grade to deal with an A-level opponent, and his fourth-grade lower realm isn't enough, let alone several of them.

"Uncle, could you lend me your Ironblood Armor? I can't withstand fire attacks with just brute force."

"Damn it, my nephew, that's five years' salary of mine, don't even think about it."

"Uncle, am I really your nephew? My mother doesn't say that."

"..."

"I'm going to tell Grandpa."

"Zhaolong, don't be impulsive. Come to the courtyard and catch me. Remember, this Iron Blood Armor is my most important asset."

"Alright, hurry up and throw it away."

Just as Jiang Zhaolong walked over, Yang Ding rushed out from behind the wall and caught the Iron Blood Armor steadily.

"Thief, you're going to pay with your life!"

Jiang Zhaolong was about to deliver a punch with the force of 20 jin when Yang Ding quickly shouted, "Brother Long, it's me, Yang Ding."

Jiang Zhaolong quickly withdrew his fist. "Why are you following me?"

"I want to go hunting."

"You're the target of the parasitic beast leader's hunt now, and you still dare to go out of the city to hunt? Are you tired of living?"

"That's why I want to work with an expert like you."

"Why would I cooperate with a complete noob like you?"

"I can attract a large number of parasites, and you'll be responsible for hunting them down, with the spoils split 30/70."

Jiang Zhaolong's heart skipped a beat; this was a good suggestion, especially since his uncle was there too.

"Who gets 70% and who gets 30%?"

"Of course, you get 70% and I get 30%."

"No problem, hand me the shield first."

Yang Ding handed him the shield without hesitation, then looked up at it.

"How did that shield fall from the sky?"

"I just threw it out to kill the parasite, so why is a shield falling from the sky?"

"That's true, that's true."

At this moment, Yang Ding called Huang Bingbing out, "Quick, call Brother Jiang."

"Brother Jiang."

Knowing that Huang Bingbing was a spy for Poison Sting, Jiang Zhaolong became much more polite to Yang Ding.

"You'll have to follow my orders later, and don't cause any trouble."

"Okay, no problem at all, Brother Jiang, please."

Jiang Zhaolong gripped the shield and asked into his headset, "How did this thing turn into armor?"

"Shake the controller, and press it against your chest within five seconds."

Jiang Zhaolong did as instructed, and sure enough, the shield quickly unfolded into a half-body suit of armor, completely covering his upper body.

"Then how do we collect it?"

"There's a button on the back of his neck. Be careful of Yang Ding; he's not someone to be trifled with."

I know what I'm doing.

Jiang Zhaolong didn't take Yang Ding seriously either. In the eyes of the scions of aristocratic families, orphans from maternity and children's homes who couldn't awaken were destined to be losers for life.

He demonstrated his skills openly in front of Yang Ding, displaying a strong air of arrogance, hoping to win the admiration of his newly recruited follower.

Yang Ding asked with an admiring look, "Brother Jiang, this alien high technology is really awesome."

"Of course, it's worth 1200 million. It's impervious to blades and bullets and can't be melted at high temperatures. It's something that you low-level martial artists could never afford in your entire lives."