Rebirth: Taking Away the 10 Billion-Dollar Assets of His Bad Dad

Wu Ming laughed strangely:

"The chickens and dogs are vulnerable!"

At this moment, Elder Qiao's cell phone suddenly rang. Elder Qiao took out his cell phone in annoyance. It was really annoying that he received a call at this time!

But when he saw the display on the screen, his face changed drastically:

"The King's Mansion!"

Elder Qiao quickly picked up the phone:

"Your Majesty the King!"

"Here, here, he is right next to me!"

"Okay, okay! I'll let him answer it right away!"

Elder Qiao glanced at Yang Qing awkwardly:

"Mr. Yang! The King wants you to answer the phone!"

Yang Qing glanced at him coldly and said:

“On speakerphone!”

Elder Qiao nodded repeatedly and turned on the hands-free mode. Yang Qing said:

"say!"

A deep male voice came from the phone:

"Human Emperor, right? I am the ruler of Great Xia! Mount Longhu is the foundation of Great Xia and must not be damaged! As a citizen of Great Xia, you should know that the interests of Great Xia are above all else!

"If you retreat immediately, I will pardon you! Otherwise, the whole world belongs to the king. No matter where you flee, you will be wanted by Daxia!"

Yang Qing laughed out loud:

"What a great foundation of Great Xia! What a great land! You don't need to look for it. I will destroy Longhu Mountain and go to the imperial capital. I want to see what kind of tyrant you are! You can't distinguish right from wrong, and you don't care about black and white!"

The king was so angry that he kept saying "you, you, you" for a long time but couldn't say a word!

Wu Ming laughed out loud:

"Okay! After you overthrow Longhu Mountain, I'll accompany you to the imperial capital!"

Yang Qing no longer wanted to waste time and stared at Zhang Daoran:

"Your time is up, hit the road!"

After he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Zhang Daoran in a flash. Just as he stretched out his hand, his eyes blurred and a figure appeared in front of him.

Yang Qing took a look, his pupils trembling:

"master?"

The person who came was actually Yang Qing’s master, the Martial Saint Jiang Taichu!

Jiang Taichu looked conflicted and said:

"Xiaoqing, I am very pleased that you have this opportunity today! But, listen to my advice: this man cannot be killed!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing's brow furrowed, his gaze lingering between his master Jiang Taichu and Zhang Daoran, his heart in a state of deep conflict. Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, dappling onto them and casting a strange halo over the tense confrontation.

Jiang Taichu stood tall and straight, his eyes full of complexity and determination. He slowly stretched out his hand, palm facing up, as if he was carrying a heavy burden invisibly.

"Xiaoqing, you know that karma is cyclical and retribution is inevitable. Although Zhang Daoran has made mistakes, his fate is not over yet. Killing him now will lead to great disaster. Your master does not want to see you fall into eternal damnation because of a momentary anger."

After he finished speaking, a breeze blew by, causing his clothes to flutter, as if even the air was filled with an unquestionable majesty.

Yang Qing remained silent for a long time and asked:

"Can't kill, right?"

Jiang Taichu nodded.

Suddenly, a stream of soul power shot out from between Yang Qing's eyebrows. Zhang Daoran screamed in pain and fell to his knees. His whole body visibly weakened, as if all his strength had been drained away.

Zhang Daoran looked at Yang Qing in shock:

"Damn it! How dare you destroy my cultivation!"

Everyone was shocked. They hadn't seen Yang Qing make any moves, yet Zhang Daoran's cultivation had been completely destroyed! He actually had such a trick!

Jiang Taichu frowned, closed his eyes and said nothing:

"Ah! This is fate!"

Yang Qing said coldly:

"I want to give Master face, but I also want to avenge my vengeance! I'll spare your life, but take care of yourself!"

Mu Qingxue took a breath of cold air. The Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain had his cultivation destroyed. It would be better to kill him directly!

Jiang Taichu sighed helplessly:

"Whatever! Be careful!"

After saying that, he turned into a stream of light and shot straight into the sky!

Wu Ming said seriously:

"I'm afraid there will be no peace in the world!"

Yang Qing snorted coldly:

"What are you afraid of? At worst, we can just fight the Immortal Realm again!"

Wu Ming nodded:

"Okay! I'll contact the demon tribe right away!"

After he finished speaking, black mist rose up, and Wu Ming and many demon generals disappeared.

Yang Qing glanced at Elder Qiao and Mu Qingxue:

"Go back! To avoid getting implicated by me!"

Mu Qingxue took a firm step forward:

"I don't understand the big principles, but the affairs of my uncle-master are the affairs of my Yuzhu Palace. Although we are not strong enough, we are willing to be a pawn!"

Yang Qing smiled and glanced at Mu Qingxue:

"Go back, I'll find you if there's anything!"

After saying that, he glanced at Elder Qiao and said, "Go back and tell the king that in three days, I will go to the imperial capital and make him clean his neck!"

Yang Qing's words were like a sharp blade in the cold wind, piercing the hearts of everyone present. His sidelong glance at Elder Qiao was filled with undeniable determination. With that, he jolted forward, as if freed from the constraints of the mortal world. With a light tap of his feet, he launched himself into the heavens like an arrow from a bow.

His figure traced a graceful arc in the air, his robes fluttering in the wind, like an immortal descending to earth. In the distant sky, a few white clouds drifted leisurely, but Yang Qing's figure vanished into the clouds like a flash of lightning, leaving behind only a long echo that lingered in the valley. Elder Qiao stared at the direction Yang Qing had vanished, his expression complex and filled with mixed emotions.

Yang Qing returned to Zhongzhou as soon as possible. He wanted to spend the next three days with his family.

These days, I have been running around and have not spent enough time with my family.

When Yang Qing appeared at home holding Yaya, Yang Liping was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, Wang Xueqing was helping to pick vegetables, Yun Yao and Jiu Shuang were sitting on the sofa in the living room, each holding a book in their hands, occasionally looking up and smiling at each other.

"You still remember to come back?" Yang Liping poked her head out from the kitchen, an unconcealable smile on her lips, but a hint of blame flashed in her eyes.

Wang Xueqing also put down the dish in her hand, walked over and joked: "Yes, the busy man finally showed up."

Yun Yao and Jiu Shuang also put down their books, walked over and surrounded him, and the warm atmosphere of the family spread instantly.

Fang ran between the women, giggling.

After dinner, Yang Liping pulled Yang Qing into the room:

"You're not a child anymore, Xueqing and Yunyao, what are you thinking? You can't keep them waiting like this, right?"

Yang Qing nodded:

"But, according to Daxia's laws, I can't marry two people, right?"

Yang Liping rolled her eyes at Yang Qing:

"I know you're not ordinary people. Ordinary people have to abide by the law, but you're not ordinary people either. So what if you marry two?"

Yang Qing slapped his head. That's right! In his previous life in the heavens, those Martial Emperors and Martial Saints would marry more than ten or twenty women at a time. It was common. He only had two, so why was he so entangled?

"Okay, then I'll marry them both! I'll see who dares to control me!"

"Bang!" The door suddenly opened, and Xueqing and Yunyao rushed over happily:

"Marry, marry! We can get married!"

The two of them snuggled in Yang Qing's arms, rubbing their little heads against each other.