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

"You all conspired together and deliberately brought me here, didn't you?"

Zhou Ruoxi felt a sense of humiliation, as if she had been completely outmaneuvered.

She was the high-ranking governor of the Jiangling City Law Enforcement Bureau, one of the most powerful women in the Jinglong Empire.

How did we end up in this situation?

There was no soft bed, no luxurious villa, no Prince Charming, and no crowds of guests.

"Although Yang Ding has long coveted Sister Ruoxi's exquisite charm, this time I was truly forced to come here; it was the limit of my ability."

"No one would believe that."

"Believe it or not, you'll find out soon enough. I'm going to open up a new world for you and begin the process of giving birth to the Yang family's third wife."

"I have no desire to have a child with a weakling like you, and I would never be your third wife. I will always be the boss, no matter who I marry."

Yang Ding pulled Zhou Ruoxi into his arms, lifted her chin, and kissed her passionately.

"You're wrong. I'm Qiangji. One day you'll understand that marrying me is Zhou Ruoxi's blessing and the glory of the entire Zhou family."

"Bullshit, um... why are you biting me? It hurts, waaaah..."

This guy clearly comes from a humble background, so how come he's so arrogant and domineering, with no sense of inferiority whatsoever?

But what could Zhou Ruoxi do? She was weak and powerless at the moment, just a 25-year-old virgin who had never experienced anything, while Yang Ding was a skilled operator.

The Queen's schemes were airtight; she was nothing more than a lamb waiting to be conceived.

Since she was destined to be Yang Ding's wife.

Why not give up the struggle and enjoy the joy of childbirth?

[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have awakened your water-based superpower.]

[Third Wife: Zhou Ruoxi]

【Affection Level: 1%, +1%】

[Cultivation Progress: 36%, +1%]

[Mental Strength: 1360 points↑, +140 points]

[Host's Realm Level: C+]

……

[Third Wife: Zhou Ruoxi]

【Affection Level: 3%, +2%】

[Cultivation Progress: 38%, +2%]

[Mental Strength: 1632 points↑, +272 points]

[Host's Realm Level: C+]

……

[Third Wife: Zhou Ruoxi]

【Affection Level: 6%, +3%】

[Cultivation Progress: 41%, +3%]

[Mental Strength: 2532 points↑, +900 points]

[Ding, congratulations host, your water-based abilities have broken through to B- level, and your cultivation techniques have been enhanced simultaneously.]

[Ding, congratulations host, your spatial ability has broken through to B- level, and your cultivation technique has been strengthened simultaneously.]

Zhou Ruoxi was unfamiliar with kissing, and felt awkward and flustered.

Coupled with a strong sense of resentment, the more pain she felt, the harder she bit, driven by a desire for revenge.

She has always been a strong-willed woman.

Yang Ding endured the pain, staring blankly at the pop-up system panel.

"What do you mean? Can mental energy be shared and stacked?"

He quickly opened his second wife Fang Jing's data panel, and the values ​​were exactly the same.

It seems that mental power is not divided into elemental attributes, but humans have never awakened two kinds of superpowers, so we don't know.

Actually, there were signs of this long ago. For example, the beast crystals of parasitic beasts don't need to be classified by attribute; it's just that the absorption effect and digestion speed are better and faster for those of the same attribute.

"That's pretty awesome."

"Who are you going to blow up?"

Zhou Ruoxi felt like crying at that moment, and had an urge to bite Yang Ding to death.

Even the poorest women would receive a rose and a pre-prepared wedding meal from the Imperial Maternity and Childcare Center upon their marriage.

And she had nothing, sob sob...

With a loud clang.

Molly, who was guarding the cave ceiling, quickly picked up her knife, completely absorbed in the conversation.

"The belief in procreation is terrifying; it has activated all the proud and aloof cells in my sister-in-law."

Currently, all alien life forms that have invaded Earth basically exist in two forms: birth or parasitism.

The others have probably long since disappeared into the vast universe.

The theory of human evolution promoted by Queen Jinglong and Ye Rou's mother is essentially based on the law of birth.

Only by disrupting class distinctions and allowing those at the bottom to see hope for upward mobility can we stimulate people's desire to reproduce.

How many children can a powerful family produce if they monopolize the births of gifted mothers?

Humanity should engage in interstellar colonization and enslave all races in the universe, instead of wasting its energy on its own kind.

……

Imperial Maternity and Infant Hospital, Building 74.

In the delivery room, Ye Rou and Fang Jing held hands, sweating profusely from the pain and screaming in agony.

"Doctor, hasn't my son come out yet?"

"It's only six fingers, there's still a while, just bear with it a little longer."

"It hurts, oh, it hurts so much."

Ye Rou, a fighting angel, never cried when her head was slashed by a classmate when she was 12 years old. This commotion is terrifying.

"Just bear with it a little longer. You're supposed to be the daughter of a Grandmaster, yet you're crying and wailing like this."

"Even grandmasters don't have kids. Has my husband come back? Where is he?"

"Governor Zhou will go find it himself; it should be done quickly."

In the corridor outside the delivery room, Fang Dalong and his wife were anxiously waiting for their baby.

They had been waiting for two hours, but Yang Ding still hadn't returned.

A moment later, an old man with white hair, leaning on a cane, walked over with a book in his hand.

Fang Dalong looked closely and realized that it was actually Sun Changqing, the former president of Jiangling University.

"Principal, what brings you here?" Fang Dalong was surprised.

"Is Ye Rou about to give birth?"

"Yes, she should be able to give birth tonight."

The principal sat on the bench, put on his reading glasses, and opened his book.

"I'm keeping you company on behalf of my old friend Ye Jian."

Fang Dalong and his wife were both very puzzled. Although Ye Rou's father was a close friend of Principal Sun, it was not reasonable for him to come to accompany her during childbirth.

Neither of them dared to say anything, so Zhang Yan had no choice but to go into the delivery room to report to Fang Jing.

Just then, Zhang Peng walked over, his face pale and clutching his chest. He was surprised to see the principal there and turned to leave.

"Coach Zhang, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, I just caught a slight cold."

"With your cultivation level, you won't catch a cold. Sit next to me."

The old principal gave up a seat, and Zhang Peng had no choice but to sit down. "My wife is working overtime, so I came to pick her up, hehe."

The old headmaster put his hand on his shoulder. "Don't talk, just focus on healing your wounds."

A strong warm current spread throughout my body, and the breathing in my chest instantly felt comfortable.

Sun Changqing was once a Grandmaster of the Wood Element and served as the Chief Medical Officer of the Jinglong Empire during the Cataclysmic War. However, due to excessive consumption of his spiritual power, his foundation was damaged, and his current cultivation level is only SSSSS.

Zhang Peng looked at him, puzzled. "Principal, do you know something?"

"I know a little about it; the Queen tried to win me over back then."

"Did you and the Queen already discuss this?"

The old headmaster shook his head. "As the third most powerful person in Jiangling City, of course I would not betray my brothers to please the Queen, nor do I really believe her. I have maintained a neutral stance for nearly ten years, until I witnessed a miracle with my own eyes tonight."

"miracle?"

Zhang Peng himself didn't even see Yang Ding use his spatial abilities.

In just ten seconds, Zhang Peng's internal injuries were healed.

"Has Jiang Zhongtian caught up with you?"

"Yes."

"Didn't they discover your identity?"

No, not at all.

"Let's hide and make sure none of your people come out. I want to talk to him."