While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

Fang Dalong is an honest man. He doesn't mind being bullied by his brother-in-law every day. He just picks up his bicycle.

"I'll keep an eye out for hunting opportunities for you tonight. Don't risk your life for such vanity. It's not like we're short of money. If you're so eager to go to the capital, I'll have my dad take you and your sister there."

"Can the honors I earned be the same? I have to prove my abilities and show your parents."

Yang Ding was ambitious, while Fang Dalong was indifferent to worldly desires.

This time when my parents go to the capital, they might bring their children from the second and third wives, but if he's shameless enough to ask for it, it shouldn't be a problem.

"All you need to do is get my sister pregnant. You don't need to prove your abilities. My dad is an eighth-grade martial artist, and my mom is an A+ level superhuman. No matter how hard you try, it will be useless."

"Go on patrol. Be careful and don't let anyone get close to you, including your teammates. You could also be a target of the parasites' revenge."

This brother-in-law is too incompetent. Yang Ding hopes he can go to Donghai City soon and live longer under his parents' protection.

There wasn't much good stuff left in the farm community, so Yang Ding lost interest in hunting and sent others up to search while he prepared to practice his sweeping sword technique downstairs.

Although he and Ye Rou haven't been able to be intimate lately, Yang Ding gains 0.01% affection points every time his precious son kicks his mother, accumulating to a total of 0.8% affection points so far.

That means Ye Rou took 80 kicks, which is really heartbreaking.

Don't underestimate this level of affection; the ratio of physical strength to emotional intensity keeps increasing dramatically.

First Wife: Ye Rou

【Affection Level: 36.2%↑, +0.8%】

[Cultivation Progress: 39.1%↑, +0.8%]

[You have broken through to the upper level of the third rank of martial arts, your punching power has increased by 26000 jin (95000 catties).]

[The second level of the Soul-Severing Spear Technique, the Three Strikes of Shaking, Thrusting, and Blocking, has been unlocked; experience points increased by 82%.]

[Sword Style Nine, Second Form: Sweeping Sword Style, unlocked; experience points increased by 50%.]

A punch with a force of 26000 jin is equivalent to the cultivation level of a third-grade lower realm cultivator.

This is a height that low-level martial artists like Fang Dalong and Mao Jian could never reach in their entire lives.

Huang Bingbing sneaked out and looked at Yang Ding, who was practicing his sword diligently at the door.

Yang Ding's punching power is now nearly three times that of hers, and his combat attributes such as muscle strength, hearing, etc. will also be enhanced accordingly, so he can naturally hear her footsteps.

He stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Huang Bingbing.

Are you spying on me?

"Hey bro, have your skills improved a lot lately?"

"By constantly struggling between life and death, one's strength naturally increases rapidly."

"I'll train with you and see if you're really hiding your true strength."

She thought Yang Ding wouldn't be coming back last night, but she didn't expect that despite so many law enforcement officers dying, this guy didn't lose a single hair.

This further strengthened her resolve to get Yang Ding.

"Screw hiding, get back to work."

"Brother Ding, I've changed. Can you be a little gentler with me?"

"I went hunting outside the city and almost died last night. You, with your high cultivation level, didn't even come with me, yet you want to be my wife? You're not even worthy to carry the shoes of my two wives."

"I'll go with you tomorrow night."

I'm not going tomorrow night.

"When are you going?"

"At least Monday."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Huang Bingbing wasn't worried about her own safety; she knew her sister Huang Aqing would definitely go too.

However, Third Brother and Seventh Brother would definitely not want to follow Yang Ding around every day. With their strength, they are no match for the Dragon Guard.

……

Instructor's dormitory building.

Because of the curfew, they couldn't go anywhere, so Fang Jing and Ye Rou went downstairs to chat with Fang Dalong's wife after dinner.

"Sister Rou, Da Long brought a box of baby clothes home today. You can take them for your baby if you'd like."

"Okay, new clothes aren't safe, take me to see them quickly."

After the two went inside, Fang Jing looked at the wedding photo hanging in the living room and murmured to her ex-husband, "Five days is the time that Yang Ding and I agreed on. I will give myself to him wholeheartedly. It would be unfair to him to delay any longer."

"From now on, I will be his wife. I hope you can understand."

After saying all that, she took down her wedding photo and put it in the wardrobe.

Watching her do all this, Ye Rou asked softly, "Have you figured it out?"

Fang Jing nodded, "He keeps his word. Yang Ding has already been very considerate to me."

"My two older sisters, Da Long is such a stubborn person, he praises my brother-in-law in front of me every day, so he must have some special talents."

Ye Rou gave Fang Jing a mischievous smile and nudged her with her elbow.

"You'll see when you try it."

"You've been corrupted by Yang Ding."

"You have to call him husband, his biggest complaint is that you don't call him husband."

"Okay, I'll call them when the time comes."

Fang Jing was as shy as a newlywed bride.

When three women get together, they're bound to talk about men.

Fang Dalong's wife quickly offered suggestions, "Jingjie, I think you should add some ceremony, like redoing the wedding package, like red candles, drinking the nuptial cup, as a way to show your brother-in-law your commitment."

Ye Rou nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, yes, our husbands are very romantic, he'll definitely be happy if you do this."

"You're the first wife, you should take care of it," Fang Jing said.

Ye Rou gently touched Fang Jing's chin. "Let's call an older sister over to listen first, Jing-mei."

After the three of them finished playing around, Ye Rou carried the child's clothes and went upstairs with Fang Jing to rest.

A middle-aged female instructor hurriedly stepped out of the elevator and almost bumped into them.

Fang Jing seemed to recognize her. "Instructor Song is here to visit a relative."

"Yes, Instructor Fang."

As the elevator doors closed, Fang Jing frowned. "She doesn't seem to have any relatives on this floor."

After all, she had lived on this floor for three or four years.

"Who is she?" Ye Rou asked.

"The fire-elemental instructor at the Superpower Academy."

Ye Rou reached out and felt the temperature of the elevator. "She just used her powers here. Why?"

"Fire-type characters only need to warm up before battle. Checking the current fire ion concentration in the environment, could it be...?"

The two of them thought of Parasyte almost simultaneously.

Fang Jing tried to press the elevator button, but it was too late. She pointed her finger into the air, tearing open a crack that connected to the door of her apartment.

A large hole was burned in the door lock, and Fang Dalong's wife's heart-wrenching cries for help could be heard from inside.

"Jing-jie, Rou-jie, help!"

Without saying a word, Ye Rou squeezed through the gap.

Instructor Song slammed the extremely hot fireball he had accumulated in his palm toward the door.

The door was made of wood and couldn't possibly withstand the 3000-degree heat of the fireball.

But Fang Jing acted quickly, sending the fireball directly into the school's pond.

Ye Rou also made her move; she ripped off the steel security door and slammed it hard against Instructor Song.

This security door weighs 160 jin (approximately 80 catties), and given the immense force Ye Rou just exerted, its power is unimaginable.

Instructor Song could only pull out his fire shield to withstand the attack; the distance was too close, and the superhuman couldn't gain any advantage.

Her body was violently thrown out, and even the balcony railing was knocked down.

The fire shield protected her from serious injury, but her left arm was smashed, she was no longer human, and her body had no sense of pain.

Fang Jing opened her personal domain and pushed it toward Instructor Song, intending to trap it inside and kill it.

Her personal domain was a white, multi-dimensional space, completely empty.

Startled, Instructor Song stepped on the fireball and fled.

Ye Rou rushed to the master bedroom, asking, "Are you alright? Is the baby alright?"