Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

The two choices seemed to offer no escape for the Zhao Family, which was the very reason for Zhao Boqi’s despair.

Zhao Boqi turned back to look at the angry Zhao Lie and Zhao Xinlei, and finally, his gaze fell on the clan elder, Zhao Butong.

The old man held his cane with both hands, seemingly aware of the desperate situation the Zhao Family faced.

"Boqi, you are the Patriarch of the Zhao Family, you decide," Zhao Butong sighed deeply, closing his weary eyes.

"Lay down your weapons," Zhao Boqi made his choice.

This might be the last order he issued as the Patriarch of the Zhao Family.

"A wise choice," the Jinyi Guard smiled faintly.

The gates of the Zhao Mansion opened, and Zhao Boqi led the Zhao family members out.

He finally understood why the Jinyi Guard said it was a wise choice.

Various streets in the Core District were already filled with a large number of officials and soldiers from the Prince’s Mansion, ready to surround the Zhao Mansion tightly with just an order.

Furthermore, Hu Tomb had dispatched several elite troops at the edge of the Core District, ready at any moment.

Witnessing the sky full of Innate Martial Artists, even as strong as the Zhao Family dared to act recklessly, their end would inevitably be tragic, and there was a high chance not a single family member would escape.

In a daze, Zhao Boqi saw Song Changming hovering in the distance.

He never dreamed that the two disasters that befell the Zhao Family were both due to Song Changming.

Clearly, this person had no significant background, yet he always managed to embarrass the Zhao Family, even bringing them to ruin this time!

In the distance, Song Changming stood with arms folded, watching quietly as the old and young of the Zhao Family were taken away.

And thus, the Zhao Family was completely confiscated!

"What a great relief!" Xing Tiexin exclaimed with satisfaction.

Back then, the Zhao Family wanted to kill them, yet today the three of them were still living well. In contrast, the Zhao Family, once a top Noble Family, accelerated their decline and marched towards total destruction!

For the three of them, this was undoubtedly a gratifying event.

Xing Tiexin believed this moment shouldn’t be missed, so he purposely brought Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin along to witness and vent their resentment.

"Alright, we’ve seen enough, let’s go back and drink," Song Changming said.

He wasn’t particularly interested in coming to watch. Only he knew that at the moment the Zhao Family Ancestor died, the fate of the Zhao Family was sealed.

Now seeing the Zhao Family didn’t choose to struggle but surrendered, it seemed even less interesting; he might as well enjoy some drinks and fun.

Soon after, the news that the Zhao Family had been sealed by the Prince’s Mansion spread quickly throughout the city.

This was the biggest incident to erupt on Cui Bai Dao after the passing of the Black Obsidian Era.

The Prince’s Mansion soon revealed one by one the past crimes and scandals of the Zhao Family, some sounding particularly vile, even to the point of outrageousness.

Song Changming being repeatedly attacked by the Zhao Family wasn’t even the worst. In fact, over hundreds of years, it didn’t even rank in the top ten among countless such incidents.

That’s how Noble Families are; while their glory accumulates over hundreds or thousands of years, there’s also an enduring process of corruption and decay.

No Noble Family can withstand scrutiny; it just happened to be the Zhao Family’s turn to fall that these dark sides were dragged into the daylight.

Then came the great reckoning.

Some were beheaded, others imprisoned for life, exiled, enslaved, all meticulously classified based on each Zhao Family member’s past deeds.

Even the clan elders and the Patriarch of the Zhao Family did not escape.

Everyone knew the Zhao Family was utterly finished.

The condemnation of the Zhao Family was destined to be discussed by people for a long, long time.

Not until this moment did many citizens and Martial Artists suddenly realize that even those top Noble Families in the Core District were not eternal and indestructible.

Like other human race forces, they too could face downfall and even destruction.

Aside from completing the reckoning of offenses, all the assets and possessions inside and outside the Zhao Family were thoroughly confiscated by the Prince’s Mansion.

Of course, to placate the families, Prince Cui did not hoard everything alone.

He took out a portion of the proceeds and negotiated distribution with other Noble Families in the Core District to ease their rebellious sentiments.

Even Song Changming didn’t expect he would get a share.

As a victim in the event, he received several premium assets of the Zhao Family in the district, plus numerous Spirit Crystals, some Treasure Artifacts, and rare Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, among other things.

Tallying everything, the conservative estimate probably exceeded over a thousand Top-grade Spirit Crystals!

Even for the current Song Changming, this was no small figure.

Even if he extravagantly pursued cultivation with Top-grade Spirit Crystals, this share could last him six to seven years.

The gain from Song Ping’an’s operations over the years didn’t measure up to this number.

Not to mention some items among them were impossible to buy even with money.

For instance, those few premium estates of the Zhao Family; as long as Song Changming didn’t sell them off and managed them well, they were cash cows laying golden eggs.

For Song Changming to acquire these assets from among other Noble Families was nothing short of snatching food from a pack of wolves.

Of course, this was not something his identity as a victim could achieve; surely it was either Hu Tomb or Prince Cui assisting him.

"The World Tavern on Chang’an Street, the Yiming Pawnshop on Dongyang Street, the Medicine Workshop on Changsi Street....."

Song Ping’an looked at the several contracts and documents in hand and laughed.

"Can you manage these properties?" Song Changming asked.

If even Song Ping’an could not manage them, he wouldn’t mind cashing them in.

"Don’t worry, Young Master," Song Ping’an patted his chest confidently.

Song Changming nodded; he gave full trust to Song Ping’an, leaving the matter entirely to him.

Song Ping’an excitedly took the contracts and documents, leading his men to take over the former Zhao Family’s properties.

Song Changming stayed at his residence, as he usually did at this time, working through the Heaven and Earth Ring left behind by the Zhao Family Ancestor.

Since he acquired the Heaven and Earth Ring, more than a month had passed.

The process of dismantling the seal was quite long.

Until today, the rune seal on the Heaven and Earth Ring was finally worn away by him.

Hum!

Accompanied by a surge of energy fluctuations, Song Changming’s Spiritual Power finally connected with the Heaven and Earth Ring, no longer repelled.

Song Changming opened his eyes, firmly grasping the Heaven and Earth Ring in his palm before opening it without hesitation.

Before him lay an array of shimmering Treasure Artifacts.

It was evident that the Zhao Family Ancestor shared a trait with a dragon,—a fondness for collecting shiny, golden treasures.

Golden Treasure Sword, golden crown, golden armor, golden teapot...

Some could be recognized at a glance as talismans, while others were mere personal collectible favorites.

The values varied greatly, capturing Song Changming’s full attention.

The Spirit Crystal reserves were less than expected, just a small pile of low-grade Spirit Crystals, in addition to two to three hundred Top-grade Spirit Crystals.

For the ancestral figure of the Zhao Family, this Spirit Crystal reserve seemed rather insufficient.

But considering these were just items from one Heaven and Earth Ring of the Zhao Family Ancestor, it was understandable.

With the Zhao Family behind him, he indeed had no need to constantly hoard all his assets with him at all times.

Like Song Changming, a considerable portion of his Spirit Crystal savings was kept with Song Ping’an for business operations, leaving only a part of the Top-grade Spirit Crystals for personal cultivation.

Even so, two to three hundred Top-grade Spirit Crystals was certainly a massive income.

Diverting his attention from the Spirit Crystals, Song Changming examined further.

Suddenly, with a flick of his hand, an old-looking book appeared.

The book bore several large characters.

First Grade·Cloud Heaven Sword Technique!

"A good item, a First Grade Sword Technique," Song Changming muttered as he casually flipped through it.

First Grade Martial Techniques were rare; up to now, Song Changming had only obtained a set of First Grade Red Cloud Saber Technique from Hu Tomb.

This sword technique was the second set of First Grade Martial Techniques he had seen.

Regrettably, it’s a sword technique and not a sword technique.

Although he had some accomplishments in the Sword Dao, they were far inferior to his proficiency in the Sword Tao; nevertheless, it wasn’t untrainable.

All methods have interconnected points. Even if it’s a sword technique, practicing it can still bring him inspiration and profound insights.

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