I'm carrying your child

"What's done?"

"When I was teaching my students how to circulate their qi in close combat, I felt something subtle invade my body. It scared me so much that I almost expelled it. Luckily, I carefully read the newlywed manual, which said that this situation should mean I'm pregnant."

Ye Rou was scared by her own words. Someone with her level of cultivation could detect even the slightest changes in a person's body.

Invulnerable to all poisons and free from all diseases.

He almost forced his own flesh and blood out of his body; that was after ten consecutive hours of diligent labor by Yang Ding.

As someone who's been through it all, Fang Jing was completely dumbfounded when she saw Ye Rou's belly.

"What the hell? They've only been married for three or four days! Is Yang Ding really that good?"

"Didn't the principal say that it's just a matter of opening and closing your eyes, and then it's there?"

"Don't listen to that old Deng's nonsense, he can't have children anyway."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Jing realized that she had insulted the wrong person.

"I forgot you're a martial artist of rank five or higher. Your true energy can nourish your fetal energy, so it's normal for it to be twice as fast as an ordinary person."

Ye Rou was pregnant for the first time, and instead of being happy, she was very scared.

"Can I still engage in strenuous exercise?"

"The wedding manual says that a martial artist with strong internal energy can still fight even if she is pregnant. The intensity of the training should be fine. Go ask the martial arts instructors."

Fang Jing is not a martial artist. Superpowered individuals cultivate mental power, so their bodies cannot be strengthened and they do not have true qi. In terms of pregnancy, she is no different from ordinary women and also needs ten months.

"Okay, okay, should I go find Yang Ding?"

"What's the point of talking to him now? We can tell him tonight."

"He's the one who got me pregnant, he can't let me suffer alone!" Ye Rou was almost crying.

She was still a child herself, and suddenly she became a mother.

Despite preparing mentally for several days, it was all for naught when the time came.

"Rou, it's normal to panic the first time. I was the same way. You'll be fine in a few days. You can go to the Imperial Women and Children's Hospital for testing in a few more days."

Fang Jing mainly provided psychological support, as the two women were in completely different pregnancies and she couldn't offer any substantial advice.

After calming down, Ye Rou returned to the academy to ask the older women for advice.

At this moment, Yang Ding felt the continuous surge of true energy throughout his body, and looking at the system panel, he was still in a daze.

Reaching the first-grade upper realm is a crucial milestone; once you break through to the second-grade lower realm, your physical enhancement and strength increase will double.

A second-rank lower-level martial artist possesses a punching power of up to 3200 jin and a jumping height exceeding 30 meters. Without the advantage of weapons or martial arts techniques, they would completely overwhelm a first-rank martial artist.

Therefore, the changes in the body are also clearly visible.

He returned to the classroom and saw Xiang Bin disciplining Hu Feng again.

Fearing a beating, Hu Feng could only kneel on the ground and kowtow, begging for mercy.

"Counselor, please stop hitting me. I feel like I'm going to be paralyzed."

Xiang Bin squatted down, tapped his chubby face with a ruler, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know why I've been targeting you?"

"I don't know. Tell me what to do, and I'll change."

"The first time I hit you was because I didn't like the look of you. The reason I'm hitting you now is because you're Yang Ding's good brother. If I can't beat him, surely I can beat you?"

"But we've already broken off all ties."

"Just because we've broken off our friendship doesn't mean I can't fight?" Xiang Bin stood up with a sneer. "If you don't want to get beaten up, kneel until the end of get out of class, and you won't be allowed to eat lunch."

"Yes, counselor."

After Xiang Bin left, Yang Ding took out the Qi-Nourishing Pill from that morning, tossed it into Hu Feng's palm as he passed by, and whispered, "Eat it."

Hu Feng didn't hesitate at all and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

From childhood to adulthood, the person he trusted most was Yang Ding.

At lunchtime, Yang Ding wanted to go to the martial arts academy's cafeteria to find his wife and find out what was going on, but ordinary people weren't allowed in.

In front of the canteen of the College of Workers and Peasants, there is a notice from the Martial Arts Academy. All martial artists who awaken later can sign up for the monthly exam and get the last chance to defy fate in their lives.

Ordinary students who had no chance of learning martial arts crowded in front of the notice, filled with envy.

Who wouldn't want to leap to the sky and escape this life of slavery, worse than that of pigs and dogs?

"This benefit wasn't available before. Has the school rule changed this year?"

"They're probably worried about burying geniuses."

"It's no use changing it. There are very high requirements. The minimum punching strength for beginners is at least 500 jin."

"Without cultivation resources, it's impossible to achieve that."

"Isn't this announcement pointless and unnecessary?"

The canteen at the College of Engineering and Agriculture serves only pre-made dishes, no different from pig swill, and contains no energy-rich foods suitable for cultivation.

If the parents are ordinary people, they will not be able to afford any cultivation resources. Even if they have talent, they will still spend their lives in pigsties, chicken coops, and farms.

Yang Ding had a vague feeling that this school rule was set up temporarily for him.

Being late to realize something means having poor aptitude, something the school previously didn't care about at all.

Does your wife have that much face?

That can't be right.

After finishing lunch in the cafeteria, Yang Ding wanted to find a place to secretly practice shooting during his lunch break, but Ye Rou rushed in.

She not only possessed beauty and a great figure, but also a powerful aura brought about by her own cultivation, instantly attracting the attention of more than 5,000 male students in the cafeteria.

"Isn't this Instructor Ye?"

"What's she doing here?"

"They're definitely looking for that Yang Wei or something."

"His name is Yang Ding, from the pig farming department."

"Students majoring in swine fever have to eat lunch in the classroom."

"His wife is powerful; she has special privileges."

Yang Ding also saw his wife, and quickly stood up and waved, his smug expression impossible to hide.

Ye Rou shut down her powerful hearing, too lazy to pay attention to the gossip, and plopped down next to Yang Ding, sulking.

"You're still eating so heartily, something's happened to me."

"What's wrong, honey?"

"I think I'm pregnant with your child."

Yang Ding couldn't help but smile. The sense of accomplishment from getting this exquisite fairy pregnant was no less than advancing three realms in martial arts cultivation.

"So fast?"

"Don't you trust me? Do you suspect you're unknowingly becoming a father? Do you think I've cheated on you?"

Ye Rou was quite anxious in the morning as she became a mother for the first time.

Yang Ding didn't say anything, but she had already imagined a series of parallel sentences.

"I didn't say that. The reproductive cycle of a fifth-grade martial artist is only five or six months, so the conception cycle should naturally be halved. Three or four days is reasonable."

"How do you know so much? Did you used to be a jerk and get another woman pregnant?"

Knowing that Ye Rou was in a sensitive period, Yang Ding quickly explained, "I've read 'The Newlywed's Handbook'."

Ye Rou then realized that she had gone too far.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I didn't mean to cause trouble. I'm just so distracted that I can't concentrate on my class anymore, sob sob..."

Ye Rou's eyes were red.

Under the watchful eyes of more than 10,000 male and female students, Yang Ding embraced her and gently comforted her.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Isn't pregnancy your dream? Your husband will accompany you to the maternal and child health hospital for registration and check-up this weekend."

"Honey, you're so good to me."

【Affection Level: 11.5%↑, +0.4%】

[Cultivation Progress: 11.7%↑, +0.4%]

Previously, the increase was only 0.1, but now a single hug can bring in 0.4.

Sure enough, once a woman becomes pregnant with a man's child, her emotions will burst forth.