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

Ye Rou cannot possess two abilities at the same time and doesn't understand how to combine martial arts with water-based superpowers, but her husband is willing to tinker with it, and perhaps he can create a new technique.

Grandmasters need a hundred years of cultivation. If young people want to surpass them quickly, they either need to rely on top-notch talent and resources, or they need to find their own unique path.

"Honey, let's work hard together."

After saying that, she did three consecutive somersaults, and as she passed over Yang Ding's head, she gave him a "Parisian Eiffel Tower-style" kiss.

She landed steadily, turned around, and winked her big, bright eyes at Yang Ding playfully.

"Do you like it, honey?"

"Ten more kisses."

"No, I want to practice shooting!"

She swung the Soul-Severing Spear with great force.

With such a wife, Yang Ding felt invigorated; he had hope for the future.

He planned to familiarize himself with water-based abilities first. So far, his water-based abilities had reached level A, but he had not seriously practiced any water-based techniques.

As for the combined power of physical strength and mental strength, what kind of power it will have, and whether it can surpass that of the first wife Ye Rou and the third wife Zhou Ruoxi, we will probably have to wait for more actual combat to find out.

After all, in the history of the human race, there has never been a bug like Yang Ding.

There's a fishpond in the yard, which is perfect for practicing the Frost Sword Technique.

Yang Ding successfully condensed seven ice swords, which moved according to his will.

The seven ice swords disintegrated into forty-nine smaller swords, which shot into the air and then tilted down into the pool.

Immediately afterwards, a large ice sword, 1.5 meters long, slowly rose from the pool. Yang Ding leaped onto it, stood steadily on it, and began practicing flying on the sword.

He drew his black gold sword and attempted to use the Nine Sword Techniques while flying.

Ye Rou turned around and looked back, feeling incredibly envious.

She can leap to a height of three thousand meters, but she cannot stay airborne.

"Honey, you can fly now!"

"Come on up, your husband will take you flying."

Ye Rou, carrying the Soul-Severing Spear, lightly leaped and stood on the ice sword.

Yang Ding quickly grabbed her waist, and the two flew around the yard a dozen times, making Ye Rou very excited.

"Honey, aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired. I feel the spiritual power of the second and third brothers has merged into my body."

"No way, then you'll reach S-rank very quickly. If you find three or five wives with superpowers, what will that be like?"

"Finding a few more martial arts practitioners should allow for fusion."

Ye Rou not only wasn't jealous, but she also used her brain to help him out.

"Honey, which martial arts major do you fancy? I can be your matchmaker, just don't set your sights on my sister."

"It can't be that bad, it can't be that bad." Yang Ding shook his head frantically.

Ye Rou asked warily, "Honey, why are you emphasizing this so deliberately? Are you trying to win everyone over?"

Yang Ding tapped Ye Rou on the forehead, "Nonsense, practice your skills properly."

Soon, everyone got up and started practicing their skills; the rooftop courtyard was full of them.

Small-scale practice mainly focuses on learning to control energy and mental power, without large-scale movements.

Fang Dalong and his wife Zhang Yan, who work as full-time nannies, prepared a sumptuous breakfast for everyone.

"Brother-in-law, Zhang Yan and I won't go today."

"You don't need to go. The military medical team is also going to the front lines for rescue, which is very dangerous. Just stay home and take good care of the children."

With the couple aiming for the highest level of cultivation, even if they went to the front lines, they couldn't outrun others when trying to escape.

Fang Dalong was of mediocre talent and had no ambition. He enjoyed this kind of home life, where he didn't have to fight or kill. He could grow vegetables, raise fish, and play with his children.

Yang Ding's annual salary of one million yuan is more than enough for the couple.

After breakfast, Yang Ding, along with Zhang Peng and his wife, and their three wives, took Fang Hongbo's private aircraft to the East China Sea Military Region Hospital.

On the plane, Fang Hongbo was a little excited.

"My dear son-in-law, I held back last night, I really did."

"What were you holding back?"

"I stood at the second child's door for an hour, but I just wouldn't go in. I went straight to Jing's mother's room."

Yang Ding patted his father-in-law, an eighth-grade mid-level cultivator, on the shoulder. "Well done, father-in-law. Hang in there for a month."

"Is it possible that they'll give in within five days?"

"A false compromise is meaningless. Let's hold off for a month and then make a statement."

Fang Jing's mother looked much better than yesterday because her husband finally touched her.

"Yang Ding, you're the one who taught him."

"Of course, my father-in-law wants me to help him regain his authority as a husband."

"No wonder Jing'er sent me home last night."

Seeing that her parents' relationship had improved considerably, Fang Jing felt even more admiration for her husband.

Before she came, she was worried that Yang Ding would be looked down upon by her parents, but she didn't expect that he would become her father-in-law's strategist so quickly.

Zhou Ruoxi sat next to Yang Ding, not paying attention to these gossips; she always put the bigger picture first.

Now that she's Yang Ding's wife, she has to consider the family in everything she does.

"General Fang, do you usually go out to sea to hunt?" Zhou Ruoxi asked.

"The Eastern Navy has three main responsibilities. First, to prevent deep-sea monsters from coming ashore. Second, to protect the safety of drilling platforms and fishing workers. There are dozens of drilling platforms in the near sea, and the entire Jinglong Empire's oil is supplied by them."

"After ensuring the above two points, we will also go out to sea to hunt if we have information about the prey."

"When hunting, water-based abilities should be the most useful, right?" Zhou Ruoxi asked.

"That's right. In a hunting team, water-type characters get 20% more points, and wood-type characters get 10% more points."

"What level of beasts are these?"

"We have everything from low to high rank. Low-rank items are daily cultivation resources. The strongest aquatic beast discovered so far is the East Sea Dragon, which is at least rank six or higher."

"This thing has three to four million points of beast crystal spiritual power, and the punching power of its meat is estimated to be tens of thousands of tons. If it were sold, it would be worth 100 billion Blue Star Coins."

"The East China Sea dragon can summon wind and rain, and even cause tsunamis. It has already killed hundreds of our soldiers."

"Even stronger and larger alien beasts, said to be able to reach the ninth rank, attacked the White Eagle Empire and swallowed up nuclear bombs. We haven't encountered them yet."

Fang Hongbo spoke with great enthusiasm, while everyone else listened with furrowed brows.

These behemoths, possessing both strength and aquatic abilities, are not so easy to hunt in the deep sea.

Zhou Ruoxi is currently striving to reach S+ level, and her mental strength is only around 50 points.

"Father-in-law, what I'm saying is, are there any weaker aquatic beasts?" Yang Ding asked.

"There are many kinds: bees, spiders, serpents, one-eyed crabs, and mermaids are all valuable."

……

Half an hour later, at the East Naval District Hospital.

The aircraft couldn't find a foothold on the rooftop, so everyone had to jump.

There were unmanned aerial vehicles transporting the wounded everywhere, and more than a dozen spatial tunnels were opened, with wounded being carried in continuously.

"Father-in-law, are there really this many casualties every day?"

"The East China Sea Navy has a million men, and it's normal for them to suffer thousands of casualties every day."

The group followed Fang Hongbo to the dean's office. Mu Lan was not there; the dean's secretary, Wang Gao, received them.

"You're Yang Ding?"

Do you know me?

Wearing a crisp military uniform, Wang Gao said arrogantly, "We can barely be considered brothers-in-law."

Yang Ding glanced at Fang Hongbo.

"I didn't even know my third daughter's husband, the grandson of the Lord of Donghai City, had been transferred here."

Wang Gao glanced at Fang Jing and immediately felt resentful.

The Fang family has such a beautiful daughter?