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

"Ye Rou, I'll give you one more chance for your father's sake. Tell me where Yang Ding is."

"have no idea!"

Ye Rou didn't even draw her gun, because it was pointless. Zhao Lie's flames couldn't melt the Soul-Severing Spear, but they could easily melt her.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

"If you really care about my father, as a grandmaster who has been around for centuries, you shouldn't be making things difficult for us young people. Without my father's sacrifice, would you be living such a good life?"

Zhao Lie sneered, "Hmph, then let your father come over."

Even if Ye Jian were to come back to life, he might not be a match for him and Zhou Liren.

Because over the past eighteen years, they have monopolized many cultivation resources without suffering any combat injuries, and their cultivation has become even stronger.

"Old Zhao, you're still as mean and long-winded as ever."

Sun Changqing couldn't listen anymore.

Ordinary people who have never seen a grandmaster imagine that their bodies have been transformed and their spirits are ethereal and otherworldly.

In reality, after getting up close, he's no different from an ordinary person; he's just more domineering because he has great strength.

"You old bastard, who in the world dares to say I'm bad!"

"No, there are children..."

Before Sun Changqing could finish speaking, Zhao Lie angrily threw out the blazing fireball in his hand.

In milliseconds, a lush green barrier sealed off the balcony, keeping the 8000-degree fireball out.

Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that these vibrant vines were actually growing from the pores of Sun Changqing's old, frail skin.

Then it quickly enveloped the entire living room, and the indoor temperature instantly returned to 30 degrees Celsius.

"You old fool, why are you doing this? Why are you doing this?"

Zhao Lie got anxious.

The two were friends for a hundred years, so why would they sacrifice themselves to save Yang Ding's wife and children?

"Do you think you're so great? Ye Jian is dead, Zeng Qian is dead, and you can't save their child."

Sun Changqing stopped replying and silently exhausted all his mental energy.

Yang Ding's abilities need to be kept secret, otherwise all the grandmasters on Blue Star will hunt him down.

Few grandmasters would want a young man to defecate or urinate on their head in the future.

After all, they can live for more than a hundred years, and even two or three hundred years longer as their cultivation improves. This requires absolute privilege to obtain cultivation resources.

This is also one of the reasons why they do not want too many humans to awaken.

Grandmasters have an inexhaustible need for resources; what right do young people have to share them?

Fang Dalong was also dumbfounded. It was the first time he had ever heard that a wood-type expert could grow plants from his body.

"The principal, he..."

Ye Rou pulled him into Fang Jing's spatial portal, glanced at the old principal with tears in her eyes, and then left.

She asked Sun Changqing in the elevator, "Isn't there any way to escape together?"

However, Sun Changqing believed that shaking vested interests was more difficult than touching the soul, and that it would require the martyrdom of a highly respected person to inspire more young people to support Yang Ding and resist the Grandmaster Group.

If Yang Ding could one day combine the abilities of time and space, he would be able to open a spacetime portal, travel to any corner of the universe, and obtain a continuous stream of cultivation resources.

"Wuhen, stop them from escaping using spatial teleportation!"

"Wuhen, can you hear me?"

Zhao Lie was at a loss for what to do and frantically called out for his beloved son.

When the void rift had completely healed, the satellite phone on the old principal's body rang.

He slowly opened his tired eyes, laboriously took out the phone, straightened the antenna, and held it to his ear.

The Queen's gentle yet powerful voice rang out from inside.

"Changqing, the human race will forever remember your contributions!"

Sun Changqing was fascinated by this voice when he was young, and they had fought side by side.

As soon as he finished speaking, his mental energy was exhausted. The 8000-degree high temperature instantly burned away the leaf barrier, and all the materials in the room vaporized in an instant.

If Zhao Lie hadn't managed to bring the temperature down in time, the entire instructors' building would probably have burned down.

"Old Sun, are you dead?"

"Old Sun!"

"Sun Changqing!"

Zhao Lie stared at the huge, smoke-filled void and called out several times, but received no response.

His agitated heart suddenly turned cold, and a long, century-long sense of loneliness washed over him.

He failed to kill Yang Ding and Fang Jing, but instead killed his old friend. How could he face people after this? How could he explain this to Zhou Liren?

"You old bastard..."

"Eh!"

Someone replied from within the mist.

"Is that Old Sun?"

"Eh!"

Zhao Lie was overjoyed and rushed into the room, ready to reconcile with Sun Changqing.

But he quickly recognized the voice as that of his 89-year-old foolish eldest son, Zhao Wuhen.

"Where the hell were you just now?"

"I was ambushed by Uncle Sun. What happened?"

……

Stinger Headquarters.

Xiang Tianyou removed Yang Ding's blindfold and took him to the interrogation room where he was locked up.

"Aren't you going to ask where this is?" Xiang Tianyou asked.

"No need to ask, with your cultivation level, you wouldn't be able to get into the law enforcement bureau."

"You look down on me?"

Yang Ding nodded. "Since ancient times, who has ever respected eunuchs?"

"You fucking!"

"I need to take a dump," Yang Ding said.

"You have no idea where you are or what the consequences will be, yet you dare to be so arrogant."

Yang Ding stood on the table, facing the camera, preparing to take off his pants.

"Then I'll give you a big one."

Huang Aqing frowned, speechless. "Shameless. Let him go. Fang Jing doesn't know this place and can't escape here."

The Void Rift Technique requires knowledge of the link in order to establish a connection.

Huang Agui nodded, turned on the microphone, and said, "Take Xiang Tianyou to take him to the toilet. If he dares to cause trouble, you can beat him up."

"Alright!"

Xiang Tianyou was overjoyed.

There are no cameras in the restroom, so he can do whatever he wants and then turn around and bite Yang Ding's hand.

Inside the cubicle, Yang Ding was defecating when he tried to locate Zhou Ruoxi's office through a spatial rift.

"You ruined Azi's stunning beauty. She hates you now. If I kill you, I will be her man."

Yang Ding finally found the governor's office. Zhou Ruoxi sat in front of the computer, anxiously waiting for the imperial law enforcement system to certify his status as the champion of the defense rankings.

Once verified, you will receive an invitation to attend the princess's coming-of-age ceremony.

Anyway, with Yang Ding's current 8000 million points, it's impossible for anyone to surpass him, and the parasites have been almost all killed.

Yang Ding closed the crack, wiped his buttocks clean, and tied his belt.

"Can you kill me? Even if she follows you, what can you do, you damned eunuch?"

"I'll see how stubborn you are."

Xiang Tianyou smashed through the door with a punch and attacked Yang Ding's head.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ding easily grabbed his fist, and then an indescribable force instantly crushed his second-grade lower realm enhanced muscles, bones and skin to shreds.

Because it happened so fast, Xiang Tianyou didn't even feel the pain when he saw his mangled, severed hand.

"You...you can't do that, I'm already very strong."