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

Seeing that someone was challenging him, the other drinkers joined in the commotion.

These lawless bastards get incredibly excited at the sight of women; the pirate market hasn't seen any top-quality women in ages.

Even the fiercest pirates wouldn't dare bring their beautiful wives here to have fun.

The beauties of the Jinglong Empire, in particular, are petite and charming, and are the cream of the crop.

The men of the King Serpent Empire are even more primitive, unevolved animals, preying on pigs, horses, dogs, and sheep.

Yang Ding still didn't stand up, but arrogantly replied, "I came with my three wives."

Mu Lan glared at him; that scoundrel was taking advantage of her again.

But she was a mature woman after all. Instead of getting angry or upset, she pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and looked at Wang Shenan defiantly.

"Are those three really your wives?"

Yang Ding hugged Ye Rou and kissed her, then hugged Zhou Ruoxi and kissed her.

It's not that he doesn't want to keep a low profile, but his wife is too high-class, making it impossible for him to be discreet.

Mu Lan instinctively covered her mouth.

Yang Ding asked provocatively, "Sweet and delicious, are you envious?"

The single men in the bar were even more excited.

"Hey Indian, get him!"

"Hey Indian, fuck him to death, then fuck his wife."

The entire tavern was filled with hundreds of people making a ruckus at the same time.

Wang Shenan glanced back at his brother, revealing his large yellow teeth, and chuckled, looking somewhat guilty.

If he kills the little brat Jinglong in front of him, his status in the King Snake Gang will rise sharply, and he can enjoy the three top-quality delicacies in front of him day and night.

When they get tired of playing with them, they can resell them for money. The beauties of Jinglong Kingdom are extremely valuable among pirates, sometimes costing tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

The three beauties in front of me, as long as they aren't ruined, are worth at least a million.

"Boy, tell me your family background and cultivation level to avoid any misunderstandings."

Yang Ding stood up, looked at him and asked, "And what is your family background and cultivation level, that you dare to be so arrogant in front of me?"

"Hmph, I'm at the mid-stage of the fifth rank in martial arts. You're not older than me, are you?"

Since the other party didn't take immediate action, it means they're feeling guilty.

Since he felt guilty, Yang Ding would only become more arrogant and take advantage of the situation.

He placed his hands behind his back, his left hand gathering 170 million jin of force with two fingers, and his right hand gathering S+ level water-based abilities.

"Why are you asking about my cultivation level? Do you want to kill me and steal my three beautiful wives?"

Ah San chuckled, "These are the basic rules of the game at the pirate market. If I kill you, I can take your woman. There's also a gentler option: you crawl between my legs and hand over your wife."

"What if I kill you instead?" Yang Ding asked with a smile.

"You probably don't have that ability. You look so young; you're probably a college student."

Yang Ding glanced at the pretty girl at the table of the Wang She Gang.

Is she your wife?

Ah San glanced back, "No, she's me..."

"Third Brother, watch out!"

Yang Ding launched a sudden attack, his left hand's two fingers gathering 170 million jin of force to pierce his heart.

This Indian was only at the mid-stage of the fifth rank, and he quickly circulated his true energy to resist.

Almost simultaneously, Yang Ding grabbed his face with his right hand and sucked hard.

Humans have seven orifices on their face, which are the best attack points for water-based ability users. Even if you are a grandmaster, you will be finished if your face is sucked in by water.

Ah San suddenly felt tears streaming down his face, his snot flowing uncontrollably like a faucet, and his saliva spraying wildly. His body seemed to be out of control, and all his true energy instantly dissipated.

While feeling completely bewildered, I exclaimed that something was wrong.

It is impossible for a person to exert a force of a million pounds at the same time and also absorb water from his body.

In the blink of an eye, the Indian man was powerless to resist. A final cloud of blood mist exploded from his body, and he turned into a dried-up corpse.

The pirates of the King Snake Gang stood up almost simultaneously and pounced on Yang Ding.

Mu Lan tapped the table with two fingers, and all the chopsticks in the tavern floated in the air.

A hidden SSS-level wood-type expert from the Three Lions Empire tried to prevent his chopsticks from being taken away, but a bloody scratch appeared on his palm.

Meanwhile, a seventh-rank martial artist in the corner tried to provoke him, but ended up being lifted up by the force of the attack.

"Fuck! This is a ghost!"

"What level of cultivation must that be!"

Horror!

Yang Ding kicked the dried corpse of the Indian man at the pretty girl, but he used a little too much force. Because the dried corpse had lost its elasticity due to the lack of moisture, it broke in two.

"I will never change my name or surname. My name is Wang Gao, and I am the grandson of Wang Xuehua, the Grandmaster of the Jinglong Empire. This area is within the influence of the East Sea Navy. You bunch of weak pirates dare to make a move on my wife."

"My grandma can turn everyone in the entire market into dried-up corpses with a single gesture!"

The menacing pirates from the King Serpent Kingdom all braked at the first sign of Yang Ding's identity.

The girl from the Snake Kingdom clutched Ah San's half-desiccated corpse, crying out, "Brother, brother, what happened to you!"

She could hardly believe that her brother, a mid-stage fifth-rank cultivator, had been so easily drained of his life force and turned into a dried-up corpse.

She glared angrily at Yang Ding, summoning flames all over her body, ready to avenge her brother.

Her companions behind her pulled her back, saying, "Riya, calm down. He's a member of the royal family, so he must have come in the royal family's submarine. We're no match for him."

"So what if they're from the Wang family? We're confident we can kill a few of them."

"There are definitely more than just a few."

Zhou Ruoxi reached out to the waiter who brought the beer, and the beer in the glass turned into five icy spikes that floated around Ruiya.

"You can give it a try."

Ye Rou stood up, took out her Soul-Severing Spear worth five million, and slammed it on the table.

"My mother is a sixth-grade upper realm cultivator, and my third sister is an SS+ level water-type cultivator."

She pointed at Mulan and said, "My fourth sister is an SSS-level wood-type."

He then pointed at Zhang Peng and continued to blow.

"This is my husband's fifth uncle, a mid-level eighth-grade cultivator. You bunch of bastards, what makes you think you can play with us?"

Adhering to the principle that one's identity is self-determined, Ye Rou boasts without thinking.

The key point is that at the level of cultivation she boasted about, it's impossible to judge her age.

With the added endorsement of the Wang family, the authenticity is off the charts.

The pirates in the bar were enjoying the spectacle.

"This girl is bragging. A bunch of greenhorns, where did she get so many SS-level, so many sixth-grade martial artists, and even SSS-level, and eighth-grade mid-level? We'll find out after we kill a few."

"Wang Gao, right? You wiped out all those pirate dogs from the Wangshe Kingdom, and then you took over their submarines and women. Wouldn't that be incredibly satisfying?"

In fact, many people already know that Mu Lan's cultivation level is probably far more than SSS level.

Yang Ding clasped his hands and said, "I won't offend others unless they offend me. We're here today looking for someone. This Indian is blind, so I'll just show him a little skill."

"I still have two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight tricks up my sleeve. If any brothers are not afraid of death, feel free to try them."

The bar was silent for ten seconds, then it became lively again.

No one stirred up trouble, and no one paid attention to the Indian man who had become a dried-up corpse. Only his sister, Ruiya, glared fiercely at Yang Ding.