We'll All Support Our Husbands

On his wedding day with his second wife, Yang Ding was surprised when his first wife came to the bridal chamber. This didn't frustrate him; instead, it excited him.

He adores his first wife, Ye Rou, and can't get enough of kissing her. If she weren't pregnant, he could be living a life of debauchery every night.

The next day, Fang Jing got up early to make breakfast for the two of them.

She didn't sleep well all night.

She had never felt guilty before, but after registering their marriage, the feeling grew stronger. It was a basic requirement of the Imperial Marriage Law that a wife's body must be given to her husband, but she could not do that.

"I knew this was destined to be a mistake."

"Sister Jing, what's wrong?" Yang Ding asked, stretching.

Fang Jing turned around and saw that Yang Ding was only wearing a pair of shorts.

She hadn't seen a man in a long time, and was so frightened that she quickly turned her head away, not daring to look.

"Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"

"You have a lot of energy in the morning, so you have to get up by willpower, otherwise it will affect Ye Rou's pregnancy."

Fang Jing couldn't possibly not understand, and said shyly, "Tomorrow we have our weekly test with Xiang Tianyou. The second weekly test is crucial, and everyone will be giving it their all. You should conserve your energy. Go wash up and come have breakfast."

This was the first time Yang Ding had seen his second wife's shy expression; before, she was mainly embarrassed.

This is probably the power of marriage.

When Ye Rou got up, Yang Ding had already gone upstairs to practice his sword.

"Did you transfer your inner energy to him last night?" Fang Jing asked.

"He did send it, but not too much, because he was afraid I'd get tired."

Fang Jing didn't say anything, but brought her food. "Eat first, then brush your teeth, it's getting cold."

"I am indeed hungry; I expended a lot of energy last night."

Ye Rou ate her meal heartily. The fetus was already three months along and had entered a period of rapid growth, so the mother's nutritional needs were extremely high.

Fang Jing was quite gratified. Although she couldn't satisfy Yang Ding, helping him take care of his wife was at least somewhat useful to the family.

"Rou, are you going to watch the weekly test tomorrow?"

"We'll all go and support our husbands."

"Will there be any unexpected events?" Fang Jing asked, puzzled.

Given Yang Ding's performance against her brother yesterday, Xiang Tianyou has almost no chance of winning.

Fang Dalong, who worked in the law enforcement team, had more combat experience than the average student, yet he was still powerless to fight back.

"It's said that the discipline director wants to invite the student council president to watch the fight and falsely accuse Zhang, the counselor, of protecting Yang Ding. What a load of crap! My husband's single sword-sweeping move is comparable to all the idiots in the first and second classes of the martial arts academy."

"Pfft! Are you insulting him or praising him?"

"With us sisters keeping an eye on them, I don't believe they'll dare to openly betray our husbands."

"Okay." Fang Jing nodded. "Keep an eye on Huang Bingbing, watch out for any underhanded tricks she might pull."

"That little bitch, I'll beat her to death in a minute."

"You're different now than before. Don't be so quick to fight. Analyze the situation first."

"I am a born battle angel, why can't I fight?" Ye Rou asked.

Fang Jing pointed to her stomach, "Now you have a weakness. Do you think the Empire is forcing us to have three children just to produce geniuses?"

Ye Rou realized this problem for the first time, and she touched her stomach.

"I hope my husband can quickly improve his cultivation level so that he can protect our child in Jiangling City in the future."

"Don't worry about Yang Ding. He's calm, resourceful, and can see the situation clearly. Listen to his advice."

Yang Ding practiced for a full ten hours, scattering 15 soybeans all over the rooftop. He was exhausted, so he went home to be with his two wives.

Practicing martial arts is for living longer, and living longer is for enjoying two beautiful wives every day and night. Don't put the cart before the horse.

"Honey, how did you feel after practicing for so long today?"

Ye Rou quickly took the black gold sword and made him lie on the sofa to massage him, but in reality, she was taking the opportunity to transfer her true energy to him.

"I feel refreshed and have gained a lot of insights. Tomorrow I will unleash an even more advanced sword-sweeping technique."

Ye Rou was wearing home shorts, and Yang Ding was lying on her lap, seemingly having all her fatigue swept away.

He closed his eyes to rest while checking the system interface.

【Affection Level: 25%↑, +1%】

[Cultivation Progress: 26.3%↑, +1.3%]

[You have broken through to the middle stage of the second rank, your fist strength has increased by 800 jin (6422 catties).]

[The second level of the Soul-Severing Spear Technique, the Three Strikes of Shaking, Thrusting, and Blocking, has been unlocked; experience points increased by 25%.]

[The first move of the Nine Sword Styles, the Sweeping Sword Style, has been unlocked. Experience points increased by 42%, +10%.]

He noticed that at the beginning, the newlyweds' affection level increased quickly, but their punching power increased more slowly, probably because he was an ordinary person and his body needed a process of tempering and strengthening.

As cultivation level increases, the percentage increase in affection level slows down, but the increase in punching power accelerates significantly with each 1% increase.

With less than 1% more progress, he will reach a punching power of 7200 jin and break through to the upper level of the second rank.

This aligns with the significantly increased difficulty of advancing in cultivation.

The difference in punching power between the upper second-grade realm (7200 jin) and the lower third-grade realm (21600 jin) is 14400 jin, so it should improve even faster.

"Honey, I need to talk to you about something."

"you say."

"If I can easily beat Xiang Tianyou tomorrow, could you please stop channeling your inner energy into me? At least don't lose during my pregnancy, I'm afraid it will affect our baby."

The true energy Ye Rou transferred had very little effect on her current cultivation level; instead, it made her more tired and affected her cultivation progress.

"This amount of internal energy isn't that tiring for me."

"I'm exhausted. I don't want to be a burden to you. Maybe I can improve my physical condition and absorb energy through cultivation techniques. There are no fixed rules for cultivation. All paths lead to mastery."

Ye Rou scratched her head. "All roads lead to mastery? Why does that phrase sound so familiar?"

Fang Jing came out carrying the child and reminded him, "My father came to Jiangling City three years ago to celebrate the Lunar New Year. He told you and your sister that the original work was by your father."

"How did my husband find out?"

"I figured it out myself. Aren't all the principles in the world pretty much the same?" Yang Ding replied.

Ye Rou had never met her father, and seeing Yang Ding in her arms, she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to my husband. It's good to observe for a while. I've found that your cultivation is progressing much faster than the true energy I'm transferring."

【Affection Level: 26%↑, +1%】

[Cultivation Progress: 27.3%↑, +1%]

[Ding, congratulations host, you have broken through to the upper level of the second rank, your punching strength increased by 900 jin to 7322 jin.]

[Bone and tendon tempering complete!]

The speed of his cultivation caught Yang Ding off guard.

……

Xiang Tianyou is much more miserable than Yang Ding; he doesn't have a wife to lean on.

After a week of relentless training, he broke through to the middle stage of the first rank, but he was completely exhausted.

Seeing that his axe speed was getting slower and slower, Huang Bingbing shouted, "Stop, stop, stop! You're useless!"

Xiang Tianyou looked at Huang Bingbing with a look of utter exhaustion.

"My lord, I'm feeling a bit weak. Should I rest for a while?"

"Kneel down and open your mouth."

This excited Xiang Tianyou, and he immediately did as instructed.

Huang Bingbing took out another second-grade beast core and flicked it into his mouth.

"I've spent 20,000 yuan on you in a week, and you've also wasted so much of my time. If I don't cut off Yang Ding's hand tomorrow, I'm not going to keep you, you stupid dog."