You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 172 - 128: A Family Should Die Together

"Earth Evil Grandmaster, should I be afraid?"

Ye Qingzhou’s expression at this moment remained calm and relaxed.

Jokingly, inside Lingyun Grotto Heaven, he had even fought with Yingyue, who was at the Martial Saint Realm, and had witnessed the Power of Mental Imagery. Would he be afraid of a Grandmaster?

After school, Ye Qingzhou returned home.

The homebody Yingyue shuffled in her slippers to the entrance and then gave a sweet smile: "Welcome back, my lord."

Looking at the living room, which was littered with unpacked delivery boxes, Ye Qingzhou was speechless: "What kind of strange things have you bought again?"

Yingyue quickly, as if presenting a treasure, took out a big box of blueberry puree: "My lord, this is organic wild blueberry puree. Drinking it can resist aging."

"..."

Ye Qingzhou rolled his eyes at Yingyue: "They dare make such claims, and you actually believe them? Get it away from me, I don’t want to drink a bunch of coloring agents."

"Ah, fooled by merchants? That’s too much!"

Yingyue angrily crushed the blueberry puree in her hand, thinking about how to deal with the deceptive merchant.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head, sighing that even though she appeared to be a clever and beautiful snake, she was still deceived by the live-stream selling merchants.

"By the way, tomorrow you should disguise yourself as me and go to school."

Yingyue had the ability to transform and excelled in Illusion Techniques, so she could completely disguise herself as Ye Qingzhou to provide him with an alibi.

"Hmm, there’s a killing intent?"

Yingyue snuggled against Ye Qingzhou and sniffed him intently, then smiled coquettishly: "Who has offended you, my lord?"

"Just two reckless pests. I’m planning to personally stomp them to death."

Ye Qingzhou didn’t feel much anger or hatred towards Xing Jiansong, after all, the other party just hired someone to kill, furthermore, conspired with Cao Yangxiong to frame him.

It’s not a grave sin. As long as they are willing to obediently accept their fate, Ye Qingzhou, being a forgiving person, could let bygones be bygones, maybe even visit their shrine to light incense, smiling to dissolve enmity.

"Do you need me to take action?"

"No need."

"That’s good, the weather is getting colder, and I don’t want to travel far."

Yingyue affectionately rubbed her face against Ye Qingzhou and even stuck out her tongue to lick him: "My lord, the Innate Wood Qi in you is so pure."

Ye Qingzhou gave her a sideways glance, somewhat disdainful: "What are you up to?"

Yingyue licked her lips, wrapped her arms around Ye Qingzhou’s neck, and whispered with a breathy tone by his ear: "I want to."

This enchantress!

She needs some discipline!

......

The next day in class, ’Ye Qingzhou’ arrived at class seven, and as soon as he sat down, Huang Liwen came over: "Old Ye, you seem a bit different today."

"Really? What’s different?"

"You have a bit of a bold vibe today."

Meanwhile, the real Ye Qingzhou had already boarded the ’subway’ heading to Star City.

Rumbling~

Relying on its ability to move underground, Tyrant Black Python quickly reached Star City by moving rapidly along the Earth Vein.

Finding a sparsely populated area, Tyrant Black Python emerged from the ground and spit Ye Qingzhou out.

Ye Qingzhou looked disgusted: "You, from now on, brush your teeth three times a day. Your breath stinks, no hygiene at all."

Tyrant Black Python lowered its head dejectedly, then stuck out its head and rubbed against Ye Qingzhou, seeking favor.

Ever since it followed Ye Qingzhou, it had gained many benefits—not only did it get Cultivation Techniques to practice, but it also got guidance from Yingyue, a predecessor among its kind, and improved rapidly.

Unfortunately, it still could not perfectly control its Life Power and could not transform into human form like Yingyue.

Ye Qingzhou patted Tyrant Black Python’s head, instructing it to burrow underground and await orders.

Then he pulled out his phone and searched online to find the location of Ruibang Security Services Co., Ltd.

Ten minutes later, at the front desk of Ruibang Security Services Co., Ltd.

The lady in professional attire flashed a formal smile: "Sorry, President Xing is not here."

Wearing sunglasses and having completely altered his appearance and build using the Bone Shifting Technique, Ye Qingzhou showed a regretful expression: "Ah, I was planning to discuss a big business with Xing Jiansong, but he’s not here, what a pity."

The receptionist, seeing Ye Qingzhou’s tall stature, steady demeanor, and branded attire, believed him and revealed that Xing Jiansong was at Xiangya Hospital.

"Really? Thank you so much."

Ye Qingzhou was delighted to hear this and, under the reluctant gaze of the receptionist, turned and left.

At that moment, Xing Jiansong and his wife, unaware of their impending doom, were scolding a nurse over some minor issue: "How can you be so careless? Bring the director here!"

"Forget it, don’t get upset over such small things."

Xing Jiansong was comforting his wife, Zhao Xiuying.

But Zhao Xiuying countered with a slap: "My son’s face has been ruined, and you want me to let it go? And what about that bastard Ye, why isn’t he dead yet?"

"There’s someone protecting him from above. What can I do?"

Xing Jiansong looked aggrieved. His success relied entirely on the support of his brother-in-law, so he dared not raise his voice at his wife Zhao Xiuying at home, let alone assert his authority.

"I don’t care. Anyone who dares harm my son, I want their life!"

Zhao Xiuying was furious. Ever since Zhao Baoming became a Martial Arts Master, she had become increasingly arrogant, clearly not planning to give up.

"What a coincidence, I also want your lives."

Ye Qingzhou pushed the door open and entered, removing his sunglasses: "All three of you are here, that’s good, saves me the trouble of looking for you."

"Who are you?"

"When you’re dying, why bother knowing so much?"

Ye Qingzhou’s Sword Point tapped three times, Sword Qi shooting through all three of their throats.

"Ah, you’re Ye..."

Xing Jiansong and Zhao Xiuying’s words were cut short, and on the hospital bed, Xing Yaoming also gradually stopped breathing.

Ye Qingzhou confirmed all three were dead before turning and leaving.