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

Yang Ding was also stunned; it was the first time he had ever seen Fang Jing use her spatial abilities.

"Jing-jie, where did that guy go?"

Fang Jing replied calmly, "It should be in the latrine of the women's restroom at the Institute of Technology and Agriculture."

Agricultural students are required to learn composting, manure production, and biogas technology, so the public toilets in the College of Engineering and Agriculture are still dry toilets to facilitate collection.

"No wonder a strong stench came out of the crack just now."

Fang Jing pulled Yang Ding to stand in front of her to protect her.

"You're really brave to come all alone."

"The hostage was a reward from the school, what's there to be afraid of?"

"Apart from the sons of the major powerful families in Jiangling City, anyone who marries your wife will be in deep trouble. These guys think they are the chosen ones, but in the eyes of the powerful, they are nothing more than tools to be used."

"Because my wife is too beautiful?"

"Ye Rou's beauty enhances her value. Even if she is ugly, all the female gifted students in the gifted youth program have to marry into wealthy families. Talent is a resource, and resources are power."

"Then why didn't you marry into a wealthy family, Jing-jie? Space-related majors must be even more sought after, right?"

"My family is considered somewhat wealthy, so they wouldn't do anything to me. It's just that my brother and I didn't receive much love from our parents growing up, and we don't want to go to Donghai City."

After understanding Fang Jing's meaning, Yang Ding sighed, "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight; if you want to hold the rose, you must bear its pain. If it were before, I might have backed down, but Ye Rou already has my child, and she is very good to me. Even if I go against the whole world, I will not give up on her."

After listening, Fang Jing gave him a gentle and appreciative smile.

Her husband had previously made a fuss about joining the army at the Northern Wall because he felt inferior after being bullied by the student council a few times. He felt he was not good enough for Fang Jing and wanted to use high-level resources to quickly improve his cultivation.

This has led to the current situation. Originally, Fang Jing wanted to find an opportunity to transfer him to Donghai City so that he could serve in the army under his parents.

"Ye Rou was right about you. In this era, humanity is on the verge of extinction. Fame and fortune are not that important. The most important thing is family."

"Hurry up and get your food. Take it back to the classroom to eat. Don't stay here. The student council president is Governor Zhou's cousin. Don't be reckless. Even Grandmasters wouldn't dare to provoke them easily, let alone us."

Yang Ding nodded, keeping these words in mind.

If he were just a low-level student in the pig farming department, the student council wouldn't even give him a second glance.

But now that he has married Ye Rou and is gradually moving closer to the center of power in the empire, things are completely different.

However, he was not discouraged. If a grandmaster could not deal with the powerful and wealthy in Jiangling City, what if he was both a martial arts grandmaster and a space grandmaster?

It can even integrate the cultivation of three or five Grandmaster-level abilities into one.

Mao Jian was completely unable to get a word in edgewise and was at a loss for what to do.

"Instructor Fang, hello, I'm Yang Ding's friend, a good friend."

"Oh, you go stand at the back, don't cut in line," Fang Jing replied coldly, her attitude completely different from how she had treated Yang Ding earlier.

"Okay."

Mao Jian stood in the line of students from the top class, his palms sweating profusely. It was really not easy to get a good meal.

Gangneung University does not encourage students to engage in a survival-of-the-fittest mentality, but it tacitly condones it.

Because once you leave the school, the city-state, the Wall in the North, or even the Earth, this is the environment you'll find.

Yang Ding prepared two portions of food for his cultivation practice and left the Class A cafeteria to return to his classroom to eat.

Mao Jian remained silent the entire way, feeling depressed.

There wasn't such a clear hierarchy when he worked on the farm.

We're all farmers with no future, just getting by, having kids, and waiting to die, so we have a very ordinary mindset.

These top-tier awakened individuals all believe they will become grandmasters in the future and be able to enter the inner sanctum, so they look down on the weak.

"Brother Ding, given our qualifications, we'll only ever be cannon fodder. I'm afraid we'll never get ahead."

Seeing that Yang Ding remained silent, he said, "I'm alright, just an ordinary person, and no one makes things difficult for me. You married a celebrity like Instructor Ye, which is great, but you're also in deep trouble now, and your future will be a hundred times more difficult than mine."

"Are you afraid to follow me?" Yang Ding asked with a smile.

"No, you are a friend worth having, but I no longer dare to envy you."

Yang Ding handed him the second-tier beast meat, saying, "As the ancients said, 'Even in poverty, one should remain steadfast and not lose one's lofty aspirations.'"

"Which ancient person was so arrogant?"

"Ahem, anyway, don't panic, don't be afraid, chaos is a stepping stone."

When the two pushed open the classroom door, they discovered an appalling scene.

In the corner, Xiang Tianyou knelt in front of Huang Bingbing with his head down, while Huang Bingbing lay half-reclined on a chair.

"Holy crap, retreat! Retreat!"

Mao Jian thought he had seen something he shouldn't have, and prepared to close the door.

Huang Bingbing raised her foot, patted Xiang Tianyou's face, and shouted, "You two idiots, come back here! He's cutting my toenails, what are you thinking?"

The two then entered the classroom and were indeed clipping their nails.

Yang Ding looked at Mao Jian, and Mao Jian looked at Yang Ding; they stared at each other with their small eyes.

They couldn't understand how Xiang Tianyou, such a pretentious guy and an Awakened One, could have the nerve to do something like this.

Even a simp shouldn't be this decisive.

"Brother Ding, what's Bingbing's background?"

"It's definitely not simple."

"A rich girl, right? She gave him cultivation resources?"

"I guess so."

Seeing the two whispering, Huang Bingbing beckoned to Yang Ding with her finger.

"Hey, I still have one leg. If you're willing to serve me, I'll give you two second-tier beast cores."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Tianyou put his other foot in his arms.

"This is mine, and no one is allowed to take it from me."

Mao Jian swallowed hard. "Giving away second-tier beast cores like that, she must be incredibly wealthy."

"Are you tempted?" Yang Ding asked.

"Even if I can't consume them all, I can still make a profit by selling them, ten thousand yuan a piece."

"I advise you to take it easy. Huang Bingbing is a bit strange. Be careful, or you might lose your life."

Huang Bingbing took out the second-grade beast core and said to Xiang Tianyou, "You did well today, open your mouth."

Xiang Tianyou opened his mouth, and with a flick of his head, he caught the beast core and swallowed it.

A powerful energy spread through his dantian, his face turned red, he was covered in sweat, and he stood up shakily.

It was obvious that the energy of a second-grade beast core was too strong for him.

Dizzy and disoriented, Xiang Tianyou, his eyes bloodshot, roared at Yang Ding, "Your death is near!"

Xiang Tianyou was sweating profusely all afternoon, practically sweating buckets.

Huang Bingbing had been secretly guiding him in practicing axe techniques.

When Yang Ding got home that evening, he prepared to make sweet and sour pork for his wife. Recently, Ye Rou's tastes had changed, and she especially liked sour foods.

Ye Rou changed into a loose and comfortable set of home clothes and pretended to practice her marksmanship in the kitchen while her husband smelled the cooking fumes.

"Hey!"

"ha!"

"Sour for a boy, spicy for a girl. My son will definitely be a martial arts grandmaster and a good father who will protect him in the future."

Yang Ding shared some funny things that happened in class today with her, and Ye Rou immediately felt something was wrong after listening.

"There's no wealthy family with the surname Huang in Jiangling City. Who is Huang Bingbing? How could she just give away a second-grade beast core like that?"

Fang Jing, who was comforting her child at the door, also heard it.

"If she had those resources, why would she be stuck in a third-class class?"

"Jing-jie, why don't you call your dad after dinner and ask him? He's in a high position and knows more than we do."

Fang Jing nodded. "Okay, I also think that wherever your husband goes, something bad happens."