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

Zhao Lie was already waiting on the ship, along with his son Zhao Wuhen.

He was the SS-level space-type expert who was about to attack Ye Rou in the elevator back then, but was instead strangled unconscious by Sun Changqing.

He had a particularly optimistic plan: if they killed Yang Ding and the Imperial Guards came to besiege them, they would flee to Donghai City and formally declare war and rebel.

"Father, Yang Ding and Uncle Zhou are here."

Zhao Lie hurriedly went to the deck to greet him, "Oh, my Regent, I am deeply grateful for your honor."

Since they were going to act, Yang Ding naturally had to go along with it.

"Master Zhao, you flatter me. I am from Jiangling, and you are a close friend of my father-in-law. It's only natural for fellow townsmen to help each other. Do you really think I would help Wang Xuehua sell out her country and become a traitor?"

Zhao Lie's old face turned red, then yellow, then green.

"That's right, that's right, we all love Jiangling City, how could we betray our own country?"

He first let Yang Ding into the cabin, then winked at Zhou Liren, asking Yang Ding if he had any suspicions.

"Don't worry," Zhou Liren replied.

Zhao Wuhen ordered the wooden boatmen to steer the large ship deep into the clouds, far from the capital, which would be a good time to make their move.

"Old Zhou, you're good at brewing tea, why don't you do it?" Zhao Lie reminded him.

He needs to ambush Yang Ding later, so he must not be distracted.

This kid has incredibly strong water-based abilities, as well as time and space abilities. If he misses his first attack, things could get really messy.

Zhou Liren was brewing tea, but his eyes were fixed on the distance to the royal city outside the window.

"Your Majesty, after the new marriage law is piloted in the East Sea, will it be implemented in Jiangling City?" Zhao Lie asked.

"Of course, the Queen's ultimate goal is definitely global reach. I think the two seniors will support my wife's work," Yang Ding asked with a smile.

"We must support you. If our fellow Jiangling natives don't support you, are we going to wait for others to support you?" Zhao Lie laughed.

"Then thank you, Master Zhao."

Soon, the wooden boat slowed down, which meant that it was far from the capital and could begin its operation.

When Zhao Lie uses his power, the surrounding temperature rises suddenly. To be on the safe side, he turns the furnace fire to its maximum.

"Drinking tea alone can make me hungry, so I'll go get some pastries from the cupboard."

He pointed to the cabinet behind Yang Ding.

Zhou Liren quickly said, "Hey, don't put on airs like a grandmaster. Offer tea instead of wine to my son-in-law, the regent. Your apology should be sincere."

Zhao Lie couldn't understand what this guy was thinking either; he wanted to sneak up behind Yang Ding and launch a surprise attack.

But since Zhou Liren had already gotten up, he had no choice but to pick up his teacup.

"Come, Regent, I'll have tea instead..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Liren, who was looking for pastries behind him, didn't even say hello and chopped him in the neck with a chop.

Zhou Liren is a grandmaster of martial arts; he can slaughter an entire city with a single punch.

The speed and strength were beyond what Zhao Lie's ordinary body could withstand.

Although Zhao Lie reacted in time and burned Zhou Liren's hand, his head was still chopped off.

Superpowered individuals are most afraid of being ambushed, especially at close range. Therefore, Grandmasters are wary of each other and never get close.

"You...you old dog..."

The head of Zhao Lie, the Grandmaster of Fire, was splattered on the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

Zhou Liren picked up his head, looked deeply into the eyes of his century-old friend, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Old Zhao, you're too hasty. I originally planned to ambush you in the East China Sea."

Zhao Wuhen, who rushed in, was stunned by the scene before him.

"Uncle Zhou, did you kill my father?"

Zhou Liren stopped pretending and said, "That's right, you can't escape either."

"My father is your brother."

"If he weren't my brother, would I have been able to kill him so easily? I would have been skinned alive."

"You killed your own brothers; you're not worthy of being called a human being."

"Foolish! No matter how good a brother is, he can't compare to a son-in-law."

Zhao Wuhen hurriedly used his spatial escape technique to try to escape, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even open a spatial rift.

Yang Ding laughed and said, "With me here, your spatial abilities are practically useless."

With his spatial abilities suppressed by Yang Ding, Zhao Wuhen was essentially just an ordinary person.

"It took me sixty or seventy years of cultivation to reach SS-level cultivation, and you can easily suppress me in just a few months?"

Yang Ding nodded. "You should kill yourself."

Zhao Wuhen wanted to rush out of the cabin and jump down. As long as he got out of Yang Ding's control range, he could use spatial escape to escape before hitting the ground.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ding was much faster than him, and a single finger strike blew his head off.

This can be considered revenge for the attack on his wife and children.

"My dear son-in-law, let's hurry up and raid the Zhao family. They probably have at least tens of billions of cultivation resources stored up there."

"Father-in-law, don't worry, I will send the Imperial Guards. Let's go back to the capital first."

Zhou Liren, being a cowardly and greedy man, was immediately displeased.

"How can that be? Resources should be kept in our own hands. Once they're in the national treasury, they belong to everyone."

Yang Ding looked at Zhou Liren and said very seriously, "Father-in-law, our goal is the vast universe, the sea of ​​stars. There are definitely stronger cultivation levels beyond Grandmaster, which cannot be satisfied by relying on the resources of Blue Star."

"You mean we're going to go into space and compete with other alien races for cultivation resources?"

"Of course, Earth cannot be defended. As a Grandmaster, you need to be more open-minded and not just focus on immediate gains when the next catastrophe comes."

Seeing Yang Ding's sharp eyes, Zhou Liren's clever mind instantly understood.

He could kill his century-old friend who fought alongside him, so naturally his son-in-law could kill his father-in-law as well.

The son-in-law is not what he used to be; he's no longer someone he can handle.

"My son-in-law's advice is correct."

……

Jinglong Royal City.

One hundred Yaoguang Guards flew from the Queen's bedroom to one hundred buildings, announcing the second major news of the day.

"Grandmaster Zhao Lie of Jiangling City attacked Regent Yang Ding today under the pretext of resolving a misunderstanding. Fortunately, Grandmaster Zhou Liren intervened in time and killed him."

"By the Queen's decree, the Zhao family has plotted a rebellion and murdered the emperor. All Grandmaster status is revoked, all their descendants are demoted to commoners, and all their property is to be returned to the national treasury and distributed to all soldiers fighting in the Northern Frontier."

The remaining 17 Grandmasters in the royal city trembled upon hearing this news.

Snowflakes are in danger!

The nearly 100,000 soldiers were greatly encouraged, as if they had seen hope.

Over the years, they have fought against strange beasts in the northern border, but they have not been able to obtain the cultivation resources they deserve. Seventy percent of these resources are divided up by the families of grandmasters, and their cultivation levels have never improved.

It seems the Jinglong Empire is truly about to undergo a complete transformation.

In the dormitory of the Jiangling City Law Enforcement Bureau, everyone was even more astonished, except for Mao Jian who excitedly said, "Yang Ding is my brother."

Captain Zhao Hu, who had met Yang Ding at the breeding farm years ago, sneered, "Zhao Lie was our city lord's century-old brother, but what happened to him?"

Mao Jian's smile vanished instantly. "No, no, no, my brother Ding has justice, ideals, and loyalty."

Sun Li, who lives with men, is more composed. "Our Ding-ge is thinking about the survival of humanity. Compared to that, brotherhood is insignificant."