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

Fang Jing brought the child upstairs and called Yang Ding to come down for lunch.

She was still wearing the white dress she had changed into yesterday, and it was simply unbearable to look at.

"You promised to take the day off to be with me, so why did you go to the rooftop to practice until noon all by yourself?"

"It's okay, I'll take a nap with you after lunch."

Fang Jing looked terrified. She didn't want to continue sleeping today; it would be better not to sleep at all.

"Is all you want my body?"

"Just chatting and not doing anything else, I'm worried you might be pregnant."

Fang Jing rolled her eyes. Wasn't he just lusting after her body?

It's nothing more than wanting to crave it a few more times.

"With your strength, it would be difficult for you not to get pregnant. After Rou gives birth, you can let her use her true energy to force it out. I can't help it anyway. With an ordinary body, I can only be conceived passively."

"Ordinary people have at least one more month."

Speechless...

Fang Jing said that, but she was actually very happy inside.

She had never been so happy. Her husband's constant adoration of her body showed that he truly loved her.

Yang Ding behaved himself during his afternoon nap.

The second wife is petite, weighing less than 90 pounds, unlike the first wife Ye Rou who has been through a lot of trouble, so she can't be taken too far.

In the evening, Yang Ding ate something and went directly to the school parking lot to catch the shuttle bus.

Today the governor announced that college students in their third year and above can leave the city to hunt parasites, so the competition is expected to be fierce.

Even though his second wife, Fang Jing, repeatedly told him not to risk going out of the city, he still had to go.

Otherwise, the number of parasites outside the city will decrease, the top three will accumulate more and more points, and it will become more difficult for those behind to catch up.

Mao Jian also attended class today. He sat next to Yang Ding, looking listless.

"Brother Ding, are you still going out of town today?"

"Let's go out and see if there's a bargain to be found."

"I'm worried my mom will go too."

"What did your mother go to do?"

"She found out from her students today that the people who were hunting in that office building were Class 3, Group 1 of the Martial Arts Academy and Class 1, Group 7 of the Supernatural Ability Academy. After ruling out earth-type supernatural ability users, she thinks the murderer is from Class 3, Group 1 of the Martial Arts Academy."

"But I heard that the team leader's surname is Jiang, so he must be a member of the Jiang family. My mother is no match for them at all."

"Your mother is only at the middle level of the third rank. She wouldn't be stupid enough to go and settle scores with them, would she? Those students are all at the lower level of the fourth rank."

"I hope she doesn't."

Yang Ding was speechless. "Your mother is really crazy."

"We can't understand the pain of losing a child, and she placed all her hopes on my brother."

Yang Ding is a father now, so he understands. If anyone dares to hurt his child, he will kill them, or even their whole family.

However, when there is a significant disparity in strength and background, it is best to use your brain and resort to underhanded tactics; otherwise, you will only be throwing your life away.

Upon arriving at the farm community, Yang Ding, as usual, got off his car and rode his bicycle there.

Huang Bingbing kept her word and went out of the city with him. She also reported the situation to Poison Sting.

The area outside the city is currently in chaos, with law enforcement teams, students, and sentient parasites.

Zou Xiaoren's identity was special; the director of the Women and Children's Hospital was an important position appointed by the empire, and it was inconvenient for him to follow her all the time. So he sent Huang Aqing and Huang Agui with twenty secret servants to follow her.

Once they discover any trace of the Dragon Guards, he and Qin Xiangyu can quickly rush over to provide support.

When Yang Ding and Huang Bingbing arrived at the North Gate of Weicheng on their bicycles, the loudspeakers were broadcasting announcements over and over.

"All students going out hunting should pass through the main gate and are not allowed to climb over the wall. When returning, please comply with the temperature check."

"Once you leave the city, you're on your own. The law enforcement bureau won't send troops to rescue you. If you're not capable, please return immediately."

There weren't as many people leaving the city as one might have imagined. Only the top ten were qualified to compete for the top spot, and there was no need for others to risk their lives for money.

Yang Ding and Huang Bingbing paid a deposit of two thousand yuan to be able to ride the bicycles out.

As soon as they stepped onto the Longjiang Bridge, a student next to them whistled at Yang Ding.

"Class 3, there are only two of you."

They were the goofballs from Class 7 last time. They hadn't accomplished much lately, so at the group leader's call, the whole group mobilized.

Worried about being caught by the students from Class 3, Yang Ding could only give a few perfunctory replies before quickly covering his face with Ye Rou's silk scarf.

His target this time was still Class 3.

"Yang Ding, what are you doing? It's already dark, and no one will recognize you." Huang Bingbing asked, puzzled.

"Don't ask any questions. Just do whatever I tell you to do."

"Holy crap, you're not sending me to my death, are you?"

Yang Ding was even more terrifying with his face covered; you couldn't see his expression at all.

"How could that be? Didn't you say you wanted to be my third wife? Now's your time to prove yourself."

Previously, Huang Bingbing used this phrase to manipulate others, such as Xiang Tianyou, who had just broken through to the second-grade lower realm cultivation level, when he went on a mission with the Dark Slave team.

Soon, Yang Ding discovered the whereabouts of Jiang Zhaolong, the leader of Group 1 of Class 3.

After crossing the Longjiang Bridge, he led the group northwest instead of following the main road.

"Follow him."

Huang Bingbing nodded. "Jiang Zhaolong's uncle is Jiang Dawei, the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Guard. His insistence might mean he has some inside information."

"These privileged kids have powerful backers; how can ordinary students compete with them?"

"You can marry me, that would be even better than him."

The Stingers organization can share the law enforcement bureau's information system, so they naturally know the basic movements of the parasites outside the city.

Huang Bingbing simply didn't want to tell Yang Ding. If he had money or went to the royal city, wouldn't he be able to get in touch with the Queen?

"Let's see if you're brave enough tonight," Yang Ding said with a smile.

To avoid being discovered, Yang Ding and Huang Bingbing abandoned their bicycles by the roadside and ran after them in the grove.

Having been on guard since the beast crystal was stolen last time, Jiang Zhaolong listened to the footsteps behind him and said, "I might have been robbed by these two last time. I'll leave two of them behind to cover our retreat and then catch them off guard."

"Yes, boss."

Jiang Zhaolong's newly replaced earphones allowed him to eavesdrop on the Northwest Satellite TV's walkie-talkie radio, and he quickly determined the location.

"Let's go, we think we've spotted some parasites in the Wanda Shopping Mall up ahead."

They deliberately sped up on their bikes, hoping Yang Ding would catch up quickly.

Such a petty trick could not fool a man who aspired to become the Great Yin Emperor. He nudged Huang Bingbing.

"You track from the ground, I track from the buildings."

"You're not going to screw me over, are you?"

Yang Ding suddenly slapped Huang Bingbing across the face and said, "Apologize."

Huang Bingbing covered her burning cheeks, a surge of nameless anger rising within her.

"You hit me, and I'll apologize to you for that?!"

Yang Ding slapped him again.

"If you don't apologize, let's go our separate ways. You never wanted to be my wife."

Huang Bingbing: ...

"sorry!"

She clenched her fists, almost losing her temper.

"We're teammates who've been through thick and thin together right now, and we might even become lovers who share a deep and abiding bond in the future. How dare you slander me like this? Is it too much to ask you to apologize?"