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

"Honey, your friend's wife is so cold-blooded. How can she be so indifferent to her son?" Ye Rou said, puzzled.

She is also a mother, and she would never agree to anyone taking her son away; she would even fight to the death for them.

Before Yang Ding could answer, Ye Ke replied, "You are a martial arts genius, your father is Grandmaster Ye Jian, your future is limitless. She will never escape the bottom of society, she will live and sleep with pigs, this is a completely different life."

"Motherly love is an instinct, isn't it?"

Ye Rou felt that her older sister, who wasn't a mother, might not understand her feelings.

Ye Ke has her own philosophy, and she said calmly, "People don't become rich because they are kind; rather, they become kind because they are rich."

Ye Rou scratched her head. "Does this have anything to do with money? Honey, did you understand what my sister was saying?"

"I understand."

Yang Ding gave Ye Ke an approving look; as expected of the exceptionally intelligent sixth brother.

When humanity ventured into the cosmos, waging wars everywhere, and after billions of years of wandering, a sense of disorientation and alienation was bound to arise.

A philosopher like Ye Ke, who is keenly aware of the people's sentiments, can precisely awaken the shared memories of humanity.

As Yang Ding was about to leave, he turned around and looked at Jiang Zhongtian, who was kneeling.

"Get up. The university is an important pilot site for the implementation of the new marriage system. If you do not implement it well, your Jiang family's status in Jiangling City will cease to exist."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I guarantee to complete the mission. The Chiang family is no different from ordinary people. I will urge my descendants to strive tirelessly for the great cause of mankind."

"By the way, how much stock does the Jiang family have?" Yang Ding suddenly asked.

Jiang Zhongtian's expression changed drastically, and he stammered, "May I ask what kind of inventory Your Highness is referring to?"

"Cultivation resources."

"This...this isn't much."

"You control all the supplies in Jiangling City, including the cultivation resources that you transported from the Northern Territory. You will inevitably intercept them."

"There are some, but not many; they're mainly used for family members' cultivation."

"You decide what to do. Either I take people to search it, or you contribute it yourself."

Yang Ding left after speaking. Whether Jiang Zhongtian knows how to appreciate the gesture or not is up to him.

The cultivation resources in the royal treasury are simply not enough for distribution; the trillions of resources hoarded by these aristocratic families must be extracted first.

Sun Li and Mao Jian followed Yang Ding to the instructors' dormitory building.

"Sun Li, how's your absorption of the cultivation resources I stole from the royal city last time?" Yang Ding asked.

"Brother Ding, I've absorbed it all, and my cultivation has now broken through to the lower third rank," Sun Li replied excitedly.

Mao Jian was a little surprised, "You've broken through to the third rank so quickly?"

Sun Li nodded. "I feel that my aptitude for martial arts is not bad."

"Holy crap, does that mean I'm the only noob left?"

A deep sense of loss welled up inside me.

Yang Ding was also surprised, "He's not just good, he's practically a genius."

"Thanks to Brother Xie's promotion, otherwise I would never have been able to consume a beast core worth millions in my life."

Mu Qingyao asked, puzzled, "You still need to steal resources from the royal city? Whose resources are you stealing from?"

"your!"

"..."

He even steals his wife's things. What kind of scoundrel husband is he?

"Sun Li, go back and pack your things. Go with Huang Aqing and Qin Xiangyu to the Northern Border to set up a base. From today onwards, you officially join the Stinger and become my trusted spy."

Sun Li immediately became excited and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Thank you, Brother Ding, thank you, Brother Ding. I, Sun Li, swear that from this day forward, I will always be loyal to you. If I ever break this promise, may I be consumed by flames."

She's hitched a ride on a wave of success, and she's one step closer to becoming a martial arts grandmaster. How could she not be excited?

Huang Aqing reminded him, "Have you thought this through? I'm going to join the Night Patrol, a foreign reconnaissance team with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."

"Please rest assured, Miss Huang, I am not afraid of death, and I am good at dealing with men. There will be men who are willing to die for me."

Huang Aqing finally understood why Yang Ding had trained such a woman to be a spy.

For female spies, seduction skills are a basic requirement. Huang Aqing, as the mastermind behind Poison Sting, naturally doesn't need to offer herself, but the female secret slaves under her command are all vixens.

"Come with me!"

Huang Aqing left with Sun Li.

Mao Jian asked somewhat flusteredly, "Brother Ding, I don't know anything, and my aptitude is poor. Does that mean I can't follow you anymore?"

"Take your wife and go to the Northern Territory with Fang Dalong and his wife to help me take care of the children and see if there are any ways to improve your cultivation outside the Northern Territory or on alien planets."

"Okay, I'm fine with this job."

Mao Jianxin is easygoing, unlike Hu Feng who is so extreme. Yang Ding is relatively at ease with him taking care of the child with Fang Dalong and his wife.

In the future, once he awakens his earth, metal, and fire elemental abilities and builds a good ecological environment for his personal space, the four of them and the children can live there.

Yang Ding took his wives back to the apartment on the 198th floor where Ye Rou used to live.

In fact, all the daily necessities, including the safe, had been moved downstairs and burned to the ground by Zhao Lie.

"Sister, there's nothing left in the house."

Ye Ke walked in and looked at the empty living room.

"This place holds memories for our parents. They lived in this house when they were at Gangneung University."

"Among us, only Sister Qingyao has met my parents, right?" Ye Rou asked.

Zhou Ruoxi replied, "My dad said I saw your mother once when I was four years old, but I don't remember much about it."

"Sigh, now there are only a few photos left."

Ye Rou took it out of her bag and handed it to Ye Ke.

Ye Ke sat down and silently admired the photos without saying a word.

"Honey, you can see through time, right? Can you show us Mom and Dad?" Ye Rou asked curiously.

Yang Ding shook his head. "Only I can go back to the past, but I can try."

Ye Ke quickly looked up, "How do I try this?"

"I'll go back 20 years, film some videos of your parents with a camera, hide them in the wall, and take them out to charge them so I can see them."

Is it really that amazing?

Everyone was drawn to the idea.

Going back to the past is not something ordinary people can do, and Yang Ding really wanted to try it.

"You guys cook and make the beds, don't bother me, I'll try now."

"Okay, okay, Qingyao and Ruoxi, make the bed, my sister and I will go cook."

Yang Ding sat on the sofa, staring at the clock on the wall, and began to use the Time Gazing technique that Murong Yan had taught him.

Soon, the second hand on the clock began to reverse, followed by the minute hand and then the hour hand.

The speed at which time flows backward is getting faster and faster; the dates on the clock start jumping backward by day, and then by month.

After more than 7000 days and nights, Yang Ding smelled the rich aroma of braised beef coming from the kitchen, and the door opened at that moment.

"Old Sun, the final battle is just around the corner, let's have a drink together."

"Qianqian could give birth at any time. Are you really going to go to the East China Sea to find some mermaid beast?" Sun Changqing's voice rang out.

"certainly……"

Wearing a suit and black-rimmed glasses, Ye Jian pushed open the door and was stunned to see a young man sitting on his sofa.

Who are you?

"Honey, are you talking to me?"

Zeng Qian, heavily pregnant, walked out of the kitchen.