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

Yang Ding was carrying Zhao Yang's body, preparing to throw it into the sea to feed the fish. When he saw Ye Rou looking distracted, he pretended that his arm hurt.

He would be taking his youngest wife on his journey through the world, and he needed to give her a profound lesson in reality.

"Ouch!"

Ye Rou rushed over immediately, "What happened, honey? Are you hurt?"

"My arm hurts a bit, probably from killing the Cancer earlier."

Ye Rou glanced at Zhao Yang's corpse. "I'll throw it away. You rest for a while."

"Forget it, I'll do it. This kind of thing isn't exactly aboveboard."

Ye Rou dragged Zhao Yang's body to the edge, muttering, "Whether it's honorable or not, upright or not, you're still my man. How could I side with someone else?"

Yang Ding chuckled, "That's the right kind of awareness."

Fang Jing walked over and whispered, "Honey, don't worry, Ruoxi and I will talk to her. Ye Rou is young and hasn't been out of school, so she's quite naive."

"Well, okay, I'm not really good at commenting on my father-in-law, it's much better if you guys say it out loud."

Fang Jing quickly understood what Yang Ding meant.

"Don't worry, I'll mention it to her."

Yang Ding was very fortunate that his second wife was good at reading people's expressions.

Otherwise, his meaning would be rather unpleasant to hear, which is that he doesn't want Ye Rou to become someone like Grandmaster Ye Jian.

One should always prioritize selfishness before considering the interests of the entire community.

While sacrificing one's life for one's community is certainly worthy of respect, it is utterly unacceptable to let others reap the rewards of victory while one's wife and children suffer.

Yang Ding chose to be a man who wanted both.

Fang Jing activated the spatial passage, transporting the dozens of surviving miners from the container to the military hospital for examination and treatment.

Twenty-six people were eaten tonight. The miners who were not injured will have to go to work tomorrow morning. Their monthly salary is only about 20,000 yuan.

In the Jinglong Empire, the lower classes have no right to choose their work; they have to work, even if it means dying.

Soon, a resource registrar from the general affairs department of the military hospital came to inquire.

"Captain Zhou, did your team hunt any alien beasts during the rescue?"

"No." Zhou Ruoxi shook her head firmly. "It injured a one-eyed crab, but it jumped into the sea and escaped."

"Given that you are a newly joined rescue team, I must emphasize that all cultivation resources in the East Navy's jurisdiction belong to the Empire. You must first exchange 60% for money, and only the remaining 40% can be used for your own cultivation. Next year, this ratio will become 7 to 3."

"Don't worry, we've already received the training."

When Zhou Ruoxi said these words, her expression remained unchanged, and her tone was firm and unquestionable.

She's a woman who has managed 100,000 law enforcement officers, after all.

Ye Rou could only sigh that she, as the first wife, was not qualified enough and still needed to learn more from her two younger sisters.

Zhou Ruoxi was actually putting on a show for her on purpose.

"Ye Rou, you'll sleep with me tonight. My husband has told me about the Ironblood Gun, and I'll tell you about it slowly."

"Jing is pregnant, she can't be with her husband, right?"

"Didn't your husband sleep alone before he was 18? He's not your son, so he cries if you don't feed him."

Fang Jing laughed and said, "Yeah, it's so late, how could my husband have the energy? The three of us sisters can sleep together and ignore him, okay?"

Ye Rou knew what her two younger sisters meant, and looked at Yang Ding, asking, "Husband, are you willing?"

"No problem, Zhang and I are working overtime tonight, so we won't be sleeping."

After get off work, the group returned to the villa. Fang Jing unloaded all six one-eyed crabs, weighing over 10,000 kilograms, into the pool, piling them into a mountain. They needed to be dealt with immediately.

"Honey, you've worked hard, we're going to bed now."

"Okay, go ahead."

After the women went up, Yang Ding pulled out two heavy swords from his personal space.

One is Zhao Yang's 800-jin (400 catties) Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword), and the other is Jiang Dawei's 200-jin (100 catties) Jin Si Da Huan Dao (a type of large ringed sword), both made of black steel.

"Holy crap, how come they're all here?"

Zhang Peng was stunned.

He could only afford half of the black gold sword as a short sword; the long swords cost hundreds of thousands, which he simply couldn't afford.

"This is all money, of course I have to keep it, otherwise how will I pay your salaries in the future?"

"Is there anything else good?"

Zhang Peng craned his neck, trying to see what else was in Yang Ding's personal space.

The Iron-Blooded Spear is worth 500 million, the Mo Dao (陌刀) is worth 200 million, and the Golden Silk Ring Blade is worth 100 million, totaling 800 million.

There was also more than ten million yuan in cash inside.

Zhang Peng dedicated himself to his ideals and had never seen so much money in his entire life.

Yang Ding was too embarrassed to tell him that he had given Hu Feng the Iron Blood Armor, which was worth 1200 million.

"This golden-ringed broadsword is yours to use. Are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of?" Zhang Peng asked.

"The Chiang family says you killed Chiang Dawei."

Zhang Peng took the machete and said excitedly, "It doesn't have his name on it, so I don't recognize it."

"You're quite the rogue. From now on, you'll be working for me."

"Alright, alright, you're really giving me the knife?"

"It depends on your performance. If you don't perform well, you can be taken back at any time."

"Damn, you're ruthless! I'm a seventh-rank master, I'm practically your mentor."

"Hurry up and distribute the goods, don't damage the beast crystals."

Yang Ding took a two-meter-long broadsword and cut open the largest crab leg, only to find that the crab shell was thick and hard, and there was not much crab meat. The five-meter-long crab claws probably yielded less than ten pounds of meat.

Many alien beasts are born with divine power and naturally hard bones, requiring no awakening or cultivation.

These innate abilities are the best resources for cultivating strength-based skills.

"I wonder if all of it adds up to 200 million jin of strength. How long will it take Ye Rou to finish eating it?"

"Finding a fire-element alchemist would make purification much easier."

After Zhang Peng finished speaking, he held up a blue beast crystal the size of a peanut.

"See this? This blue color is a mid-level water-type beast crystal. Each one is estimated to be worth 20,000 to 30,000 points of spiritual power. These six should be worth at least 200,000 points of spiritual power. Perhaps they can help your third wife break through to S+ level."

"If all of them are registered and handed over, I estimate we could get several million in cash."

"Instructor Zhang, you Yaoguang Guards risked your lives and gave up wealth and honor to protect me. Have you ever regretted it?"

Zhang Peng shook his head. "I've never regretted it. I'm just anxious and worried that the Queen's prediction might be inaccurate, since you were such an ordinary child."

"But the moment I saw you use your spatial abilities, it was all worth it."

After the two finished dissecting all the one-eyed crabs, the yard was a mess. Yang Ding put tens of thousands of kilograms of garbage into his personal space and dumped it into the sea that night.

Looking at the nearly 180 pounds of plump crab meat, Yang Ding started a fire to grill it, which became his breakfast.

The first to emerge was Ye Rou, a foodie who hadn't slept all night and was starving.

Yang Ding handed her the grilled crab skewers. "Have you figured it out?"

Ye Rou nodded. "Husband, I'm sorry. I was too naive and believed their brainwashing lies. Sister Ruoxi said that all the city lord families and grandmasters are the biggest thieves in the world."

"They and their descendants never go hunting or adventuring themselves, but instead exchange the best cultivation resources by printing paper money."

Yang Ding was very satisfied; Zhou Ruoxi had finally grasped the essence of the problem.

"Honey, I don't want you to become like my father."

"You did nothing wrong. It was precisely because of your kindness and integrity that you were willing to sincerely accept me in the first place, but you also need to adapt to the times."

"I, Yang Ding, want to conquer the world, but I also want to sleep with my beautiful wife every day and watch my children grow up."