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

Yang Ding didn't panic, because he knew that Mu Lan, as the Queen's person, would never dare to castrate him.

As the future ruler of humanity, how can I succeed without descendants?

But the three wives panicked.

Zhou Ruoxi used her water-based abilities to condense moisture from the air and wrap it around the wooden hairpin, attempting to stop it.

Fang Jing opened a void rift in front of Yang Ding's crotch.

Just as the hairpin was about to be swallowed by the void rift, Ye Rou flicked her finger, sending the hairpin flying. It crashed into the wall and broke in two.

The three women glared angrily at Mu Lan at the same time.

Ye Rou: "Dean Mu, you can hit my husband, you can scold my husband, but you can't cut off his lineage."

Fang Jing: "Is this something to joke about? We only have one husband."

Zhou Ruoxi: "Why is Dean Mu so angry? It's not like my husband is naked."

Mu Lan: "..."

She didn't even use any force, otherwise, how could the three of you have stopped her?

It was just to scare Yang Ding, to prevent him from pushing his luck. He would definitely pull back when he was about to stab him.

"What's the rush? Your husbands aren't missing a single hair."

"If anything's missing, I'll really fight you to the death," Ye Rou said fiercely.

She was really angry.

Even if a grandmaster wanted to kill her beloved husband, she would fight to the death, okay?

Mu Lan, who was originally in the right, now felt guilty and could only roll her eyes at Yang Ding.

"You win!"

Yang Ding was very proud; it was great to have three wives who were fiercely protective of their husbands.

This is the true joy of being the pillar of a family.

"Dean Mu, you flatter me. The women of the Yang family have always respected their husbands. Anyone who wants to harm me must first pass the test of my eight wives."

Mu Lan was confused again. "What is the 'Eight Wives Pass'?"

"My plan is to marry all eight of the eight elemental wives, which means at least eight wives. I'm still five short."

"Once all eight of my wives become Grandmasters, not only on Earth, but throughout the entire universe, there will probably be very few who can kill me."

"What gives you the right?" Mu Lan asked.

"When I was still an ordinary person, I was able to marry Ye Rou and Fang Jing. Later, as a college student, I married the governor of the Jiangling City Law Enforcement Bureau."

Mu Lan was stunned.

Other men are just showing off. What skills do I have? What family background do I have? What level of cultivation do I have?

This guy's bragging point is actually his wife's status.

However, this is indeed a remarkable achievement.

Ye Rou alone is enough to make her the best wife in the world.

Ye Rou nodded in agreement.

"Yes, my husband is right. Sister Mulan, we're short one sister for the wood element position. Would you like to take that spot?"

"I don't want to," Mu Lan replied simply.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; after all, my husband has kissed you..."

"Shut up, you silly older sister Ye!"

Mu Lan felt like she was about to be finished; once she got involved with this family, it seemed impossible to get rid of them.

Grandmaster Ye Jian had a mentally challenged daughter and kept trying to bring her together with him.

"This is too important to be known by the fewest possible people. Let's go inside and talk. We can skip breakfast."

Zhou Ruoxi quickly led Mu Lan into her room.

Upon entering, I saw the bedsheets in disarray, and the mixed smell of men and women filled my nostrils.

Even if Mu Lan had never slept with a man, she knew this was an unswept battlefield.

"What's wrong, Dean Mu?" Zhou Ruoxi asked.

"Cough cough, it's nothing, it's nothing."

Mu Lan couldn't pretend to know a lot, so she pointed at the potted plant on the windowsill, and the green leaves of the plant instantly expanded, enveloping the entire bedroom.

Ye Rou sat on the bed and patted it. "Sister Mulan, don't stand there, make yourself at home."

Mu Lan not only didn't sit down, but also moved away from the bedside.

"The Queen said that the purpose of arranging for you to come to Donghai City is Wang Xuehua, so she will have Grandmaster Mu Qingyao help you to eliminate the Wang family with all your might."

"You may not know Wang Xuehua's identity. Her surname is not Wang at all. Her original surname was Cangjing, and her full name was Cangjinghua. About 80 years ago, when Dongying Island was hit by a tsunami caused by the Jiaolong Beast, she came to Donghai City to seek refuge with her relatives."

"We know that," Yang Ding replied.

Mu Lan asked, puzzled, "How did you know such confidential information?"

Yang Ding then gave a brief account of his previous exploration of Higashi-Yakura Island.

"They've got guts. The White Eagle mechs aren't to be trifled with."

Mu Lan continued, "Cang Jinghua used the resources of the Jinglong Empire to cultivate into a Grandmaster, but she was only thinking about restoring the former glory of the Dongying Kingdom. She is a traitor to the empire. The Queen has always wanted to destroy her, but she is struggling to find a Grandmaster who is willing to help."

"Apart from Mu Qingyao, none of the eight grandmasters of the royal city are willing to make a move?"

Mu Lan shook her head. "Wang Xuehua's cultivation is extremely high, and this is the East Sea, with its endless water resources. Trying to kill her will inevitably result in mutual destruction."

"Once a Grandmaster's cultivation is damaged, his status, property, and power will be divided up by other Grandmaster families."

Zhou Ruoxi asked worriedly, "Is Grandmaster Mu Qingyao a match for her?"

After pondering for a long time, Mu Lan replied in a slightly sorrowful tone, "Far from it. In a one-on-one fight, Mu Qingyao, with the advantage of wood over water, could severely injure Wang Xuehua and reduce her cultivation to around SSSS level, but she herself would have to give up her life."

After Ye Jian, everyone understood a basic principle.

Those who carry firewood for humankind will surely perish in the wind and snow.

Having exhausted all his luck in his lifetime to cultivate to the level of a Grandmaster, he should be enjoying the privileges and reveling in them, rather than sacrificing his life for others.

Even if you die and enter Valhalla, it's just an empty title; what good is it?

Everything you own, including your wife and daughters, will be taken and enjoyed by others.

"Did Mu Qingyao agree?" Fang Jing asked.

Mu Lan nodded firmly. "She has already come up with a plan: to severely injure Wang Xuehua with a suicidal attack, and then you and Zhang Beiye will lead the East China Sea Navy to wipe out all the remaining members of the Wang family."

Yang Ding and his three wives all looked at Mu Lan.

"Is this the Queen's plan?" he asked.

"Yes, do you have any other ideas?"

"The Grandmaster who was most loyal to the Queen is gone. Who will protect her and the princess now?"

"Even people like you are better off than the country being destroyed."

Yang Ding looked at Mu Lan, who had an exceptionally beautiful figure, and felt a little reluctant to part with her.

"I have a better solution."

"explain."

"Didn't you say that Grandmaster Mu Qingyao has always been single? Let her marry me before the battle, so that I can replicate her cultivation. When the time is right, I'll kill Wang Xuehua."

Mu Lan rolled her eyes. "You scoundrel! Not only are you rude, but you're also selfish. You want her Grandmaster cultivation, and you also lust after her body. You drain her dry, and then you expect her to fight Cang Jinghua to the death?"

Yang Ding nodded. "Although it's a bit selfish, your plan is indeed more reasonable after I optimized it. A Grandmaster can give birth in seven days and pass on her genius genes."

Mu Lan's anger was reignited.

"Get lost, you bastard!"