Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 131 Your boyfriend is going to have a C-section, are you coming to be with him during the delivery?

Jiang Lang had thought of many opening lines, believing they could ease the awkwardness.

But when he actually saw Bai Zhaoli, he couldn't utter a single word.

Bai Zhaoli broke the awkward silence: "You're here? Please come in!"

She had a polite smile on her face.

It looks beautiful, yet it carries a subtle sense of distance.

Jiang Lang didn't know what to say, he just hummed in response and went into the training room.

The training room door slammed shut, and once the last sound from the outside world was cut off, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Jiang Lang could even hear the two people's slightly disordered breathing.

Bai Zhaoli walked with her back to him to the radiation chamber.

He took a deep breath before turning around and sitting down in a chair. He forced a slightly formulaic smile and said, "I never thought you were Mo Li. I've been imitating you all these years, but I've never been able to grasp the essence of your art."

It's like a compliment that demonstrates high emotional intelligence.

If you take the words out of context, they seem to be full of "worship".

Even with the tone of voice, it sounds like a rational fan enthusiastically praising their idol while maintaining a sense of self-respect.

But the person in front of her was Bai Zhaoli.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lang felt a strange sense of loss and unease.

He paused for a moment, then said in as calm a tone as possible, "It's already quite an achievement that you've managed to do this much with just yourself and a few friends."

"Um!"

Bai Zhaoli nodded: "You told me before that you would train me into a top-tier expert of the Horned Star Sect, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

Jiang Lang's smile was a little stiff: "Of course not, I'll teach you anything I can."

Bai Zhaoli chuckled lightly, "Thank you, let's begin!"

In the remainder of the conversation, the two did not exchange a single extra word, except for questions and answers related to teaching.

The ultimate goal of the first stage of cultivation for the Horn Constellation is to achieve ultimate armor penetration. The effects vary among different cultivators, but the underlying principle remains the same.

The second stage involves entering a completely different field.

Under the radiation of Spica, the originally uniform space will be distorted to a certain extent, and this non-uniform space is the perfect stage for attacks to vary in speed and intensity.

Especially when facing experts who excel at prediction, this is an excellent killing intent.

Therefore, in the second stage, even if the absolute value of the offensive power remains unchanged, the combat power can be increased several times.

For example, the reason Jiang Lang killed so many lieutenant generals and major generals last night was not because they were too weak, but because their defenses were practically non-existent under Jiang Lang's extreme variations.

of course.

To experience the distortion of space and time, one must have an extremely high level of mental acuity. Although it does not require the development of the mental domain, the early training process is extremely painful. When concentrating, it is like tens of thousands of needles doing cross-stitch on your cerebral cortex at the same time.

Jiang Lang thought Bai Zhaoli would cry out in pain.

Because the previous stage wasn't so painful, Bai Zhaoli would often say, "Ah Lang, it hurts so much," or "Ah Lang, I'm so tired."

She wasn't saying those things to slack off or take a break; she was just saying it casually, and her cultivation intensity didn't decrease at all.

At that time, Jiang Lang felt that this might simply be her personal habit.

It's not negative at all; it's even quite endearing.

Available today.

The pain had clearly increased several times over, making her pale and trembling all over.

The result—he didn't say a single word.

Two hours passed.

Training is over.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "You've made great progress; you're now basically able to judge the density of space."

Are they any better than you were back then?

He was already prepared to answer that question.

Bai Zhaoli simply said politely, "Thank you! It's because you taught me well."

Jiang Lang: "————"

He actually felt a bit helpless.

He didn't know what to say, so he just opened his phone and saw an unread message from Su Yunchang. He quickly said, "The teacher said my wooden dragon egg can hatch now. He told me to go back to school as soon as possible and asked me to ask you if you want to come and watch the excitement."

Bai Zhaoli's answer was straightforward: "No need. I feel I need to reinforce what I learned today, so I won't go watch the excitement."

"Well----"

Jiang Lang was in a daze for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright!"

He felt the air in the training room was stifling, making it hard to breathe, so he quickly slung his bag over his shoulder and said, "I'll be going now!"

Bai Zhaoli didn't say anything, but simply saw him to the door.

The training room door opened and closed again, separating the two once more.

Bai Zhaoli's face, which had remained calm for two hours, finally broke down.

Her lips were pursed together, and her eyes were a little red.

Can't you just say, "You need to balance work and rest after you've just finished practicing"?

Or you could say, "The wooden dragon is also thanks to you. Come along and consider it a ribbon-cutting ceremony!"

You used to be quite eloquent, didn't you?

Why are you mute today!

"Grass!"

Jiang Lang punched the steering wheel.

Why is the air in the car so stuffy?

What ventilation system?

You stupid car salesman!

He leaned back in his chair for a while to catch his breath before feeling a bit better. Then he stepped on the gas and sped off towards Qida University.

When they reached the sixth floor, Xu Yanzhi was explaining theory to several martial arts performers.

Ghost Eyes was also taking notes nearby. When he saw Jiang Lang coming over, he raised his chin at him, indicating that Su Yunchang was waiting for him in the office.

Jiang Lang nodded and went straight to Su Yunchang's office.

"Teacher, I'm here."

Su Yunchang pushed up his reading glasses: "Huh? Zhao Li didn't come?"

Jiang Lang hummed in agreement: "She's busy cultivating."

"Um----"

"oh----"

Su Yunchang nodded thoughtfully and beckoned Jiang Lang over.

Jiang Lang walked behind the office chair and saw the scanned image on the computer screen.

This is a dynamic image of a banyan fruit—or rather, a wood dragon egg—scanned using a device that detects decay waves. You can clearly see a fleshy worm in its pupa inside.

These past few days, every time he comes to the lab, he voluntarily stands in front of the scanner and does a scan.

Looking at the animated GIF, he asked curiously, "Teacher, how is it?"

Su Yunchang rubbed his gray stubble: "I compared the behavior patterns of many animals before they hatched. The wooden dragon's reaction these past few days is very similar to the signs before hatching, but its physical strength is not yet sufficient to break through the banyan shell."

However, this thing, although it has already mixed into your blood and shown animalistic signs.

But since you're not an oviparous creature, I can't really make a definitive statement.

So whether or not you need to manually hatch the shell is up to you!

"So, you're not sure if this is a sign that the egg is hatching?"

"I haven't even hatched, how would I know?"

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Jiang Lang was silent for a moment: "You old man are quite humorous."

Su Yunchang glared at him: "You brat, you really have no manners. Stop talking nonsense and decide!"

"hiss----"

"What are you still hesitating about?"

"I just read an old-fashioned inspirational quote yesterday that said breaking things from the outside is food, breaking them from the inside is life."

"Are you worried that actively hatching might affect the thing's potential?"

"Right—"

Jiang Lang grinned: "Teacher, could I see the specific specifications of this thing?"

"Wait for me!"

Su Yunchang quickly pulled up several spreadsheets showing how his various indicators changed over time after obtaining the wood marrow. It was clear that the Wood Dragon's physique had improved dramatically in the early stages, but the improvement had slowed down considerably in the last few days.

Jiang Lang pondered for a moment: "Then how long do you think it will take for it to hatch on its own?"

Su Yunchang scratched his sparse white hair: "At this rate, it will probably take at least ten years."

"Then what are we waiting for? Hatch today!"

Jiang Lang hardened his heart and made a decision directly.

He had read many novels from the old era and many similar things before.

Many protagonists have restrictions on them, just like chastity belts that bind them. The moment a protagonist breaks free of a chastity belt, they can become an unparalleled harlot.

No, cross that out.

He wasn't sure if the Wooden Dragon was set up this way, but he really couldn't wait ten years.

Besides, this thing is a banyan tree, so what does it know about oviparous creatures?

Su Yunchang stood up: "Let's go then!"

"Where to?"

"The operating room!"

"Does hatching require an operating room?"

"Who knows what will happen when it hatches? You can't cut off the supply of pith throughout the process, so it's best to cut your abdomen during the hatching process."

"Holy crap! A C-section!"

"Stop talking nonsense, go to the operating room and wait, I'll call a few people."

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Jiang Lang felt a chill run down his spine, but he also felt that what the old man said made sense, so he could only scratch his head and leave the office.

Seeing Jiang Lang walk away, Su Yunchang secretly took out his phone and found a number in his contacts.

However, he is not a well-known obstetrician and gynecologist at any particular hospital.

It was Bai Zhaoli.

The call was answered quickly.

"Hey! Teacher Su, I have something to do, I really can't go."

"I'm preparing to have a C-section for Jiang Lang. The process is a bit dangerous. Are you sure you don't want to come?"

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