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

Yang Qing soon received a call from Director Long. After briefly explaining the situation, Yang Qing smiled:

"It seems like it's time to give Longhu Mountain a good beating!"

Director Long sighed and said:

"You ruined Zhang Daoran. You were really impulsive!"

Yang Qing sneered:

"Zhang Daoran tried to kill me in the Demon Realm, but I only crippled him. I was already showing mercy!"

Director Long shook his head:

"Hey! Why bother? There are obviously better ways to deal with it, why do you have to choose this one?"

Yang Qing said:

"You are warriors, but ultimately you are still mortals! But I am a cultivator, above all rules. All we want is to complain and avenge our grievances! The rules of mortals are nothing to me!"

Director Long also knew that there was no point in saying more at this point, so he chatted for a few more words and then hung up the phone.

Yang Qing sighed, Zhang Daoran was really wasting his time!

Before entering Emperor Xin's tomb, Zhang Daoran's realm was far above his own, and it would be easy for him to kill him.

The reason why Zhang Daoran chose to take drastic action instead of killing directly was entirely because of the four words "famous and upright".

In their eyes, they were a reputable and upright sect, so they must not be gossiped about. However, they never expected that after Yang Qing's spiritual power was sealed, he was rescued by the evil sect they despised, catching Zhang Daoran off guard.

It is even more unexpected that Yang Qing would enter the tomb of Emperor Xin, fuse with the bone of the Supreme Emperor of Man, and greatly increase his strength. I am afraid that Yang Qing is now invincible in Daxia!

Zhang Daoran sat on the armchair with a dejected look on his face, his whole body limp and powerless. In front of him was the shadow of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Daoran with disappointment. Such a simple matter turned out like this:

"Since your spiritual power has been sealed, why don't you just kill him? You deserve this fate!"

Zhang Daoran looked at the old Taoist priest in despair and uttered two words with difficulty:

"help me!"

After saying this, he gasped for breath, as if these two words had exhausted all his strength.

The old Taoist priest sighed to the sky:

"Maybe this is God's will!"

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Daoran with a complicated expression, thought for a moment and said:

"Well, just follow me. Who knows, maybe this is your chance!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and a spiritual power wrapped around Zhang Daoran, and the two of them disappeared from the spot.

The next day, Yang Qing just got up and heard laughter downstairs. Puzzled, he walked out of the room and came downstairs. Seeing the people in the living room, Yang Qing was startled:

"Nangong Yan?"

When Yang Liping heard Yang Qing's voice, her face immediately darkened:

"What did you call her? You should call her Aunt Nangong!"

Seeing Yang Liping's angry face, Yang Qing shrank his neck and immediately called out "Auntie Nangong" politely!

Nangong Yan laughed so hard that her body shook:

"Okay, okay! Nephew!"

Yang Liping glared at Yang Qing:

"Your Aunt Nangong is my college roommate, your mom. Don't be disrespectful!"

Yang Qing was speechless and said:

"Mom! Look at her face for yourself. Would anyone believe you if you said she was younger than me?"

Yang Liping was about to curse a few more times when she suddenly realized:

"That's not right. How do you know your Aunt Nangong?"

Yang Liping remembered that she hadn't introduced the two people yet, so why did they seem to be very familiar with each other?

Yaya raised her hands high and said happily:

"I know I know!"

Yang Liping looked at Xiao Yaya strangely and held her in her arms.

"YaYa, tell me how they met?"

Xiao Yaya told the story about the East China Sea using both words and gestures, and Yang Liping became even more confused.

Looking at Yang Qing and then at Nangong Yan, it was clear that Yang Liping's head was full of questions:

"Swallow, are you the little princess of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea? Don't be kidding me! Isn't the Dragon Palace a myth?"

Nangong Yan smiled and nodded. Yang Liping jumped up from the sofa. She was a warrior, Jiushuang was a little fox, and Rumo was a dragon. These had already shattered her worldview. Now she was told that her best friend was the little princess of the Dragon Palace. How could she accept this?

Yang Liping looked at her son in confusion. She couldn't figure out how many more surprises her son would bring her.

Yang Qing hugged Yang Liping and pressed her down on the sofa:

"Mom! Don't overthink it. This world is much more than what we see. There are many things that ordinary people like us don't understand. You will slowly learn about them in the future."

Yang Liping took a deep breath. Fortunately, she was no longer an ordinary woman, so these were not unacceptable to her.

Nangong Yan stood up and said to Yang Qing:

"Chat?"

Yang Qing looked calm and nodded:

"Let's go to the study!"

The two walked into the study. Yang Qing asked Nangong Yan to sit down at the tea table. Nangong Yan said:

"I know everything about you. I came here today just to know what you are going to do."

Yang Qing said as he made tea:

"Oh? You're quite well-informed. You found out so quickly."

Nangong Yan smiled and said:

"The Emperor has returned to the throne. How could I not know about such a major event? I came here to tell you that someone has been targeting you and wants to eliminate you while you are still unstable."

Yang Qing nodded calmly:

"I know that the current imperial master also..."

Yang Qing pointed upwards meaningfully:

"These people don't want me to exist anymore."

Nangong Yan took a sip of tea and continued:

"Ultimately, your appearance will revive the human race's fortune. Since ancient times, the struggle between the five realms of immortals, humans, demons, monsters, and the underworld has ultimately been a battle for fortune and incense. Previously, the human race was the weakest. The world believed in immortals, and the immortals enjoyed the human race's incense for nearly ten thousand years. How could they be willing to give this incense to you for nothing?"

Yang Qing smiled and said nothing.

Nangong Yan continued:

"After the Conferred Gods, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was exhausted, and the entire world entered the Age of the End of the Dharma. In this era, mortals mingled in the mundane world, their bodies becoming increasingly weak. Cultivators were unable to obtain energy to break through the barriers, and over time, they entered a situation where they were doomed to die.

Similarly, the gods in the fairy world also need a lot of energy to maintain their own consumption. At this time, incense becomes a substitute for spiritual energy, which is also a new path of cultivation.

This road was originally used by the demon tribe. They built temples and stone statues in their own places of practice, and enjoyed the sacrifices, incense and worship of mortals, thus gaining the incense of mortals, and thus got the titles of Earth God and Mountain God.

The Immortal Realm initially encouraged this practice, which seemed to give the demon race an opportunity. However, the Immortal Realm then included the mountain gods and land gods among the 100,000 gods. It seemed that this was recognized by the Immortal Realm, but in fact, the Immortal Realm was pocketing the offerings of mortals.

This move also cut off the foundation that Western Buddhism could build before it took control of Daxia. Under such circumstances, various forces once again entered into the struggle.

Unsurprisingly, the human race became their battlefield!"

Yang Qing frowned:

"You mean in the conflict between the East and the West, the human race will become a sacrifice?"