Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system

Outside the city, there was a large mountain that was normally filled with ferocious beasts, and anyone with insufficient cultivation who were foolish enough to enter would instantly die under their claws and fangs. But today, there was no sign of any beasts; rather, the mountain was full of the bloodied corpses of beasts, and the presence of cultivators far outnumbered that of the corpses.

These were naturally the remaining mountain clan members who had set up a temporary base, waiting for the good news of the city's destruction.

At the top of the mountain, some cultivators with the strongest cultivation were feasting and drinking to their hearts' content, gossiping among themselves, unaware of the grim situation their clan members faced after attacking the city.

"Haha, today we will celebrate to our hearts' content! After so many years of attacking the Mu Family, our boss managed to take down the city, something none of our ancestors could achieve," said a person with a loud, hearty laugh, taking a big gulp of wine from his cup. The others followed suit.

"That's right, our boss is indeed the most formidable among all the mountain clan members that ever existed," said another man, looking at the man sitting in the middle with admiration.

"You guys really know how to bootlick," said Du Kai, the leader of the mountain clan responsible for finding the lotus and creating the corrupted beasts. The ones who had just praised the boss blushed slightly, while the others laughed teasingly.

"Boss, when are we going to join the team that attacked? I'm getting impatient to drench my hands in some blood," said a man with a fierce grin.

"Yes, yes, boss! I saw a lot of beauties in the city. The previous ones were too weak—they didn't last and died in bed," said a man with a snort.

"Damn, how rough do you play? How does your wife handle you? And you, you're being unfaithful!" said another person to the man.

"Tsk, I can't play rough with my wife, or she'll beat me up. Besides, she doesn't mind when I fool around with some bitches outside," the man replied.

"Be patient, rascals, we will go soo—" Du Kai suddenly stopped mid-sentence, puzzling everyone around him. Explore stories at m,v l'e-m|p| y r

"Boss Kai, what happened?" asked one of the cultivators.

Crack.

A distinct sound of something breaking was heard by everyone. Du Kai suddenly stiffened as a terrible premonition arose in his heart. With trembling hands, he reached into his robe and pulled out something from his fist. When he opened it, everyone saw a cracked glass orb. Most of them frowned in confusion at the small orb, but those who had a guess didn't dare breathe out loud.

"Hey, what is this?" someone asked in puzzlement when they noticed the indifferent look on the boss's face.

"A cracked orb," someone replied with a frown on his face.

The people who knew its significance gulped nervously and glanced at the loudmouths, who continued speaking without realizing the situation.

Crack. Crack.

They kept staring at the orb in deep fear as more cracks appeared, and then it finally shattered, turning to dust. Those who understood its meaning stiffened, horror washing over their faces. They dared not breathe loudly, glancing at their leader, whose veins bulged on his forehead as he trembled—whether in rage or sorrow, no one could tell. But they didn't dare make a sound.

"Hey, why is the boss so angry over an orb?" whispered an ignorant cultivator, sensing the tension in the air.

"Idiot, that's a Life Orb," another cultivator cautiously replied, eyeing the fool who seemed unaware of the danger.

"L-Life Orb? Whose?" He naturally knew what a Life Orb was—it represented a person's life force, and if it cracked, it meant the person had died. A terrible premonition floated into his mind, and he looked at the leader. He almost wet himself when he saw the leader glaring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"You wanted to know whose Life Orb this is, right?" the leader said as he walked toward the cultivator, everyone watching Du Kai in fear.

"L-Leader!" the cultivator stammered.

"It was my son's," Du Kai said, ripping the man's head off with his bare hands. The others were terrified. In their earlier joy, they had forgotten how cruel their leader truly was. This was his normal nature, and it was this ruthlessness that made him the leader of the mountain clan. Anyone who opposed him was butchered like an animal.

"Damn you, whoever you are! You dared to kill my son? I will kill you and your entire bloodline!" Du Kai shouted in a rage, his voice booming as killing intent and the aura of a Golden Core Realm expert erupted from his body. The overwhelming pressure nearly forced everyone to their knees, but none dared to make a sound.

"Everyone, get ready! That bastard must be in the city. It doesn't matter if he shows up or not—I will butcher every single living being in that city!" Du Kai roared.

"Yes, boss! We will follow!" everyone shouted, equally enraged at the person who killed their young master. They knew Du Kai would be in a terrible mood for a long time, and any one of them might die if he decided to vent his anger.

Thud!

As they were about to move, something dropped in front of them. When everyone saw what it was, their eyes widened—it was a net. But that wasn't the problem. The problem was what was inside it: the corrupted beasts they had sent to destroy the city. What shocked them even more was that the beasts' cultivation had been completely sealed by the net.

"Hmm," Du Kai suddenly tensed, a surge of danger coursing through his body, making all his hair stand on end. He didn't waste a single second and immediately moved far from his current position.

His pupils constricted as he saw a huge golden arc flow toward the beasts trapped in the net.

Boom!

A massive explosion occurred, shaking the entire mountain. Du Kai's eyes narrowed as he saw the huge crater left behind. The others quickly searched for the culprit and spotted a handsome man hovering above them.

"You called for me, and here I am," Wang Ming said in an indifferent tone.