Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system

"I'm almost out of spiritual energy," Wang Ming frowned, realizing he was about to use his sword technique but stopped midway upon noticing his insufficient reserves.

"In that case," Wang Ming muttered, his gaze shifting from the ice army to Bai Lingxi, who was seated on the throne.

"Immortal's Gaze," Wang Ming whispered, activating a weakened version of his pupil technique to avoid causing significant harm to Bai Lingxi.

He watched as Bai Lingxi fell from the throne to the ground, and her ice army collapsed instantly.

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"What happened?" Bai Lingxi asked while still kneeling as Wang Ming stood in front of her. Moments ago, she had been on the verge of victory, but the next moment, an overwhelming pressure had plunged her to the ground. A lingering fear gnawed at her, stemming from the intensity of the pressure. She trusted Wang Ming wouldn't kill her, but the feeling of being so close to death left her uneasy.

"Heh, it's a secret, my dear Lingxi," Wang Ming said with a cocky smile, causing her eyebrows to twitch in annoyance.

'Tsk, I wanted to win just to wipe that smirk off his face,' Bai Lingxi groaned inwardly.

"Hmph, fine, don't tell me," Bai Lingxi snorted, deciding not to press further, though her curiosity burned intensely.

"Do you give up?" Wang Ming asked.

"Sigh, yes, I admit defeat," Bai Lingxi said, sighing as Wang Ming extended his hand. She graciously accepted it and stood up.

"By the way, woman, you nearly killed me. You need some punishment," Wang Ming leaned forward and whispered into her ear. Shivers ran down her spine, and her face turned bright red as her thoughts spiraled into the gutter. A sudden itch formed at a place which is not suitable to mention in front of children, making her feel flustered.

"Disciple Bai Lingxi has lost. Disciple Wang Ming is the winner!" the referee announced, approaching the pair with a hint of fear in his eyes. It was no secret that both of them could easily overpower him if they wanted. Meanwhile, the crowd erupted into murmurs and complaints.

"Damn, that bastard actually won," cursed a male disciple through gritted teeth, who was forced to wear a Green hat by him, even though he benefitted later after cultivating with her partner again.

"How could Fairy Lingxi lose? She was winning!" another male disciple muttered angrily, having eagerly anticipated Wang Ming's defeat.

"That's right. I thought he'd be frozen to death!" said a golden-haired male disciple, still processing his disappointment over Wang Ming's survival.

"I'm glad nothing happened to him," whispered a female disciple, who happened to be the partner of the golden-haired disciple.

"Did you say something?" her partner asked, frowning.

"No," she replied quickly. Her partner looked away, unaware of the heated gaze she was directing toward Wang Ming. Her face was completely flushed as she bit her lips as a certain place demanded something big to fill it. She wasn't alone. Many other female disciple like her as they entranced by his strength.

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"What?" Min Li was shocked by the sudden shift in events when she saw Bai Lingxi collapse and the ice structures shatter. Her mind went blank until the referee announced Wang Ming as the winner.

"The next round will be held a week from now and will be a beast-hunting competition," Min Li heard the referee's announcement. Her eyebrows twitched when she noticed the interested look on Wang Ming and Bai Lingxi's faces.

"Damn, do they even need to participate? They're easily stronger than most elders," Min Li muttered.

"The beast-hunting competition will take place in a separate space, and even Outer Court disciples from other sects will participate alongside us. I hope everyone does their... best," Min Li noticed the referee hesitated slightly on the last word as he glanced nervously at Wang Ming and Bai Lingxi.

"The Outer Court disciples from other sects will probably suffer psychological trauma if they compete with these two monsters—unless they have a bigger monster than Wang Ming," Min Li murmured to herself.

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Tan Jingling, Lin Xue, Ren Xi, and Xue Jiaxin were having the same reaction as the other girls.

"I can't believe he actually managed to win," Xue Jiaxin muttered, still in disbelief as she had thought Wang Ming would lose.

"Yep, I've decided—I'm going to dual cultivate with him tomorrow," Ren Xi declared confidently.

"Same here, same here," Tan Jingling nodded in agreement.

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As Wang Ming and Bai Lingxi approached Luo Li, Shi Yu, and Shang Rui, the girls ignored Wang Ming entirely and focused on Bai Lingxi.

"Sister Lingxi, how on earth did your ice soldiers have cultivation?" Luo Li asked, her curiosity evident.

"This... I honestly don't know," Bai Lingxi hesitated before replying.

"What do you mean you don't know? You were the one controlling them to pummel Wang Ming," Shi Yu said, causing Wang Ming's eyebrows to twitch in annoyance.

"I have no idea. It was like a sixth sense, and I could instinctively control them," Bai Lingxi replied with a shrug.

"Wang Ming, do you know?" Luo Li turned to him for answers.

"I do," Wang Ming said, proceeding to explain everything.

By the time he finished, everyone's mouths were wide open in shock as they stared at Bai Lingxi.

"You mean to say I can create Dijins?" Bai Lingxi asked incredulously, fully aware of what Dijins were and shocked by the revelation.

Wang Ming simply nodded, leaving Bai Lingxi just as stunned as the others.

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Next Day

Xue Jiaxin, Lin Xue, Ren Xi, and Tang Jingling were walking toward Wang Ming's residence.

"I can't wait to increase my cultivation," Tang Jingling said excitedly.

"That's right. I would have come to Wang Ming yesterday if I hadn't been busy with something," Ren Xi added.

"Have you guys brought enough points? Otherwise, even if we're beauties, he won't agree to Dual Cultivate with us," Lin Xue muttered. They had spoken with some of the outer court female disciples who had cultivated with Wang Ming and learned that simply being beautiful wasn't enough to convince him.

"Yes, I've brought enough," Tang Jingling replied, and the others nodded in agreement as they eagerly knocked on his door.

Knock, Knock

Creak

The door opened, revealing Wang Ming. His face greeted them with a raised eyebrow, his hair slightly disheveled.

"Oh, it's you guys," Wang Ming said as he recognized the familiar faces.

"Disciple Wang Ming, you're not busy, right? We came to cultivate with you," Xue Jiaxin said in a bashful voice.

"Of course not. My doors are always open to beauties like you," Wang Ming said with a chuckle as he welcomed the girls inside.

But when they entered and saw the scene in front of them, their faces turned beet red.

In front of them were four women in their birthday suits, with white liquid dipping from their lower mouth.

" D- Disicple, Fen Mei" the girls stuttered when they saw a familiar figure.