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

"I have a special ability," Yang Ding replied frankly.

"What ability?"

"I can replicate my wife's abilities, and the more my wife loves me, the stronger this ability becomes."

Ye Rou, who was already mentally impaired during her pregnancy, looked at Fang Jing blankly.

"Jing-jie, did you understand?"

Fang Jing shook her head. "What do you mean? We know your martial arts cultivation is growing rapidly, but I'm also your wife. Do you think you possess my spatial abilities?"

Yang Ding nodded.

The two women shook their heads almost simultaneously.

"I don't believe it. No one can awaken martial arts and spatial abilities at the same time. No one in the entire empire or the entire planet has ever done it."

Yang Ding didn't explain, he just lightly drew a line in the air with his finger.

"what!"

Fang Jing gasped and screamed, covering her mouth.

"Jing-jie, what did you see?"

"He...he really does have spatial abilities."

Yang Ding tore the crack open and connected the other side to the living room.

Fang Dalong returned at that moment, pushed open the door, turned on the light, and didn't forget to lock the door from the inside.

These leaves can be seen clearly through the gaps.

Her little mouth remained open for a long time as she looked at Yang Ding with a strange expression.

"How can this be? Are you still my husband? Aren't you my husband?"

Ye Rou was getting anxious. "Sister Jing, is he a parasite?"

Yang Ding pointed to the backpack, "There's a forehead thermometer inside, you can use it to take your temperature."

Fang Jing dared not be negligent, as Yang Ding had left the city tonight.

She took out a forehead thermometer from her bag and went over to take Yang Ding's temperature.

Ye Rou clenched her small pink fists, ready to kill Yang Ding immediately if he bit Fang Jing.

Fang Jing took her temperature four or five times in a row, and it was always over 36 degrees Celsius.

"Your body temperature is normal."

"Sister Jing, he brought the forehead thermometer back. Is there a problem with it?"

"What should we do then?"

Ye Rou rolled up her sleeves and walked to the table.

"Come and arm wrestle with me. I like you so much, you must have the strength of a million pounds. Our little force gauge can't handle it, but I can."

"No, I only have the strength of 100,000 jin. True love is more than just liking someone; it's not as easy as you think."

Ye Rou felt lost and disappointed.

She believed that her love for her husband was extremely pure.

"But I'm pregnant with your child, and I always think about you. I'm willing to risk my life with this big belly for you."

"You treat me very well. In fact, our relationship is better than that of 99.99% of couples today. It's just that we haven't been tested by life and death, separation and the passage of time, so it can't be perfect."

Seeing that the two of them had steered the conversation astray, Fang Jing said, "Don't pursue perfection. Why don't you test his strength of 100,000 jin and you'll know?"

Ye Rou nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I'll use my third-grade upper realm cultivation to compete with you. If you win, I'll admit you're ruthless."

"A third-grade upper realm cultivator only possesses a strength of over 5 jin."

"That's right. Being able to defeat a third-grade upper realm cultivator is definitely not something that can be achieved with the Qi Nourishing Pill and my transfer of true energy. This fully proves that you can indeed possess two abilities, and completely eliminates the suspicion of being a parasitic beast."

Since his wife wanted to try it, Yang Ding had no choice but to go along with it.

To achieve 100% love, or even more than 100%, it must be based on mutual trust.

Ye Rou dragged the desk aside and stared at Yang Ding with a complicated look in her eyes. "Come on, I'll hold my strength at 50,000 jin. You just need to win."

Yang Ding held her small hand. "Are you ready?"

"Well, if you're not my husband, then you're the murderer who killed him. I'll smash your head in a minute."

Yang Ding channeled 100,000 jin of force into his right hand, and just as he had pried Ye Rou's hand halfway, the table collapsed with a few cracks.

Ye Rou stood up. "Alright, no need to test anymore. You have indeed exceeded 50,000 jin of strength."

Fang Dalong's voice came from outside the door, "Brother-in-law, your wife is pregnant, why are you shaking so much? You've woken up my wife and baby."

"Okay, go to sleep."

Ye Rou looked at Fang Jing with a blank expression, "Sister Jing, what should we do? Is he still our husband?"

Fang Jing nodded. "We can only trust him. So, what's the approximate level of your spatial abilities?"

"Before the wedding night, I only had 70 or 80 points of mental energy. It was only after I swallowed a space beast crystal that I got a boost. After the wedding night, my mental energy soared to C- level. Currently, my mental energy should be around 300 points."

"You mean, intimacy can increase affection level?"

"Of course."

Fang Jing bit her lip and tacitly agreed. Indeed, after their wedding night, she wholeheartedly considered herself Yang Ding's wife.

Ye Rou nodded in agreement; she had grown to really enjoy Yang Ding's scent.

Sometimes when I collect the clothes he's taken off, I'll pick them up and smell them to satisfy my craving.

"Honey, so you mean if I find you another fire-type wife, you can copy her fire-type abilities?"

"That's right." Yang Ding nodded.

"If I find you a martial arts wife, can our cultivation levels be stacked?" Ye Rou asked.

"It should be possible, but I haven't tried it."

"When did you discover this ability?" Fang Jing asked.

"I awakened my martial arts ability when I first got intimate with Ye Rou, and I awakened my spatial ability when I kissed you, so I naturally discovered it."

Fang Jing nervously rubbed her hands as she sat down beside Ye Rou's bed.

"Remember when we talked about what someone would be if they could manipulate eight elements simultaneously?"

"God!" Ye Rou replied.

"Yes, our husbands may be favored by the Queen because of this ability."

"Is our husband a god?"

"That's possible."

"So we're fortune tellers then?"

The room remained silent for a full ten minutes.

Ye Rou broke the silence, "Should we make an appointment with my sister by phone tomorrow?"

Fang Jing nodded, "That's fine, but we need to keep it a secret for now. If the higher-ups in Jiangling City find out about my husband's abilities, he definitely won't live to see the moment he becomes a god."

"Why? Wouldn't it be better for humanity to become stronger?" Ye Rou asked.

Yang Ding added, "The five major families of Jiangling City are all beneficiaries of the existing system. They would rather oppose the Empress than relinquish power. Do they want to see an absolute powerhouse take everything away in the future?"

"They will definitely nip their husbands in the bud," Fang Jing analyzed.

Ye Rou nodded, "Yes, but we can't call my sister. Our phones are being tapped by law enforcement."

The room fell silent again.

Seeing that Ye Rou was a little sleepy, Yang Ding sat down and tried to comfort her by holding her in his arms.

Ye Rou struggled for a few moments at first, then she tightly hugged Yang Ding's neck.

"I won't let anyone hurt you. Jing and I will help you hunt down the parasites. You must go to the royal city to see the Queen and follow her instructions."

"I'll handle the beast crystals. You're instructors, so don't get involved. Otherwise, it'll be a waste of your time if someone reports you for cheating."

"But I'm worried about you."

After the initial shock subsided, Fang Jing calmed down and smiled, saying, "Your husband has the strength of 100,000 jin and knows the Void Rift Technique. Whether it's students or parasitic beasts, there shouldn't be many people who can hurt him. Attacks from others can be transferred through the rift, while attacks from others are fatal to him." Fang Jing analyzed.

"Yes, yes, honey, next we need to practice like crazy. I'll guide you in close combat, Sister Jing will guide you in spatial abilities, and we also need to speed up our love for you," Ye Rou asked.

"Love can't be fast-forwarded, and it can't be forced," Yang Ding said with a smile.

"What should we do then?"

"Let's start with sleeping."

Ye Rou nodded frantically again, pushing Fang Jing and saying, "Sister Jing, what are you standing there for? Go and take a bath and go to bed with your husband."

Fang Jing: "..."