15: Chapter 15 Perhaps, marrying that guy isn't so unacceptable?

Ten days passed in a flash.

This morning, Wen Yan conducted a phase test for the two of them.

First was Su Yingxue.

She stood in the center of the training ground, took a deep breath, and then moved.

Her figure flickered like a ghost, leaving behind faint afterimages.

At the same time, her palms flew, and cold Qi overflowed, causing the temperature in the training ground to drop noticeably.

After finishing a set of Ice Palm, she retracted her power and stood still, her breathing steady.

Wen Yan nodded: "Not bad. Ice Palm has already entered the introductory stage, and you have mastered three or four tenths of Phantom Steps. Come, let's test your punch power."

Su Yingxue walked to the punch power testing machine, circulated her blood and Qi, and struck out with one palm.

5632.15 kg

It had increased by more than three hundred kilograms compared to ten days ago.

"Very good," Wen Yan smiled, a rare occurrence. "To still be able to make such progress during pregnancy is quite rare."

Next was Lin Yun.

He did not use any flashy movement techniques, but instead walked directly to the testing machine and assumed the starting stance of Stone-Splitting Fist.

Gathering power, then exploding!

"Boom!"

The testing machine vibrated violently, and the numbers on the screen jumped wildly.

6587.42 kg

It had increased by five hundred kilograms compared to ten days ago!

A flash of surprise passed through Wen Yan's eyes.

This speed of progress had already surpassed many so-called martial arts Geniuses.

"How is your practice of Stone-Splitting Fist going?"

Lin Yun grinned and walked to the specially made sandbag.

This time, he didn't gather power for long, but instead threw a punch that seemed casual.

"Puff—"

A muffled sound rang out.

A clear fist print appeared on the surface of the sandbag, and its depth had increased by at least double compared to ten days ago.

"You can already deliver 'Stone-Splitting Force'," Wen Yan nodded. "Although it's just the basics, it counts as having entered the introductory stage."

She then asked Lin Yun to demonstrate Phantom Steps.

Lin Yun moved quickly within the training ground. Although he didn't have the effect of creating afterimages like Wen Yan, his steps were strange and unpredictable, already showing some proficiency.

"Not bad."

Wen Yan summarized.

"The progress of these ten days is equivalent to half a year of hard cultivation for an ordinary person. But don't be arrogant; this is just the beginning."

She looked at the two of them, her expression serious:

"The path of the Dao is long and arduous. You are both just starting out now, and the road ahead is still very long. Especially you, Lin Yun—"

Wen Yan stared at him: "Didn't you say you wanted to defeat me and marry me? With just this bit of strength, you are still far off."

Lin Yun was not discouraged; instead, his fighting spirit soared:

"Sister Wen Yan, rest assured, I will continue to work hard. Sooner or later, I will defeat you fair and square, and then marry you and bring you home."

If she had heard this ten days ago, Wen Yan might have gotten Life Qi, and might have thrown him out.

But now, she just gave a light hum: "Then wait until you have achieved it before talking."

After training ended, Wen Yan left first.

Lin Yun and Su Yingxue packed up their things and also prepared to return to their room.

"Husband, do you think Sister Wen Yan has been a bit different recently?" Su Yingxue suddenly asked in a low voice.

Lin Yun was stunned: "Where is she different?"

Su Yingxue tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I can't quite say."

"It's just a feeling... she seems less resistant to you saying you want to marry her."

Lin Yun's eyes brightened: "Really?"

"Mm," Su Yingxue nodded.

"Before, if you said this, she definitely would have gotten Life Qi, and then beaten you up."

"But now, she seems to just say it with her mouth, but she isn't really getting Life Qi."

Lin Yun's heart stirred.

He recalled Wen Yan's behavior during this period.

Although she was still strict during training.

Although she still didn't mince words.

But that resistance from the bottom of her heart seemed to have truly diminished.

Could it be...

Lin Yun shook his head, temporarily suppressing this thought.

It was too early to think about these things now; the urgent priority was to continue improving his strength.

The two returned to their room, and after a simple wash, they lay on the bed in each other's arms.

"Husband, how big do you think the baby is now?" Su Yingxue gently stroked her lower abdomen.

Lin Yun also placed his hand on it: "It should still be very, very small, like a bean. But our baby will definitely be extraordinary; after all, both parents are Martial Artists."

Su Yingxue smiled: "Husband, do you think it will be a boy or a girl?"

"Either is fine." Lin Yun lowered his head and kissed her.

"If it's a boy, I will teach him the Dao, and let him become a Martial Artist even stronger than me. If it's a girl, I will also teach her the Dao, and let her be the most powerful little princess in the world."

Su Yingxue felt sweet in her heart and snuggled further into his arms.

Moonlight shone in through the curtains, gently enveloping the two of them.

Lin Yun's palm gently rested on Su Yingxue's lower abdomen, feeling the new life being nurtured there.

The touch was so soft, so smooth and tender.

Slowly, the land of life opened up to him.

The source of life surged forth.

Everything was so natural, so harmonious.

Life was pulsating, breathing was in communion.

The night was still long.

And for Lin Yun, tonight's journey had just begun.

...

The night outside the window grew deeper, and the stars twinkled in the sky.

And at the other end of the Lin Family Manor, Wen Yan stood in front of the window, looking at the same starry sky, her thoughts swirling.

In ten days, she had witnessed Lin Yun's rapid progress with her own eyes.

That speed, that potential, had already exceeded her understanding.

Perhaps... perhaps that kid could really one day catch up to her?

Once this thought appeared, it could no longer be suppressed.

Wen Yan shook her head, forcing herself to stop thinking about it.

She closed the window and lay back on the bed.

But this night, she suffered from insomnia.

In her mind, the image of Lin Yun training seriously kept appearing, the image of his confident smile when he said he wanted to marry her, and the scene of that young couple being loving and sweet...

"What on earth am I thinking?"

Wen Yan covered her face with a pillow and whispered to herself.

However, deep in her heart, a faint voice was saying:

Perhaps, marrying that kid isn't such an unacceptable thing?