Primordial 'Dual Cultivator' Dragon With System

Within the main hall, four people were gathered together. An elderly white-haired man sat in the head seat; a middle-aged man sat next to a middle-aged woman in the right row; and a young woman sat in the left row.

The young woman had very long white hair, and her oval face was so beautiful and charming. She has wide, clear eyes with light blue pupils, coupled with thin eyebrows above them. Her upturned nose is sharp but slender; her thin lips are perfectly curved, and her lips look sexy covered in pink lipstick.

Her figure is tall and a little plump, and she looks sexy in a white and blue tight dress; it makes her hourglass curve look perfect, combined with her big and round twin peaks.

Those people were none other than the Ling Clan of the Cultivator Realm, and the old man was Ling Ming, the patriarch of the clan. The middle-aged man and woman were Ling Jie and Huo Lan. And the young woman was their only daughter, Ling Yu’er.

*Tap… Tap…*

They suddenly turned towards the entrance of the main hall, and they could see a middle-aged man looking at them with a confused and angry expression. Ling Ming then asked the middle-aged man. “What happened to you, Xiao’er? Why is your expression so ugly?”

The middle-aged man was none other than Ling Xiao, and his expression became like that because he was still angry about his eldest daughter’s decision; he also felt confused because all his plans had been messed up by his daughter.

“I’m fine, Father.” Ling Xiao replied with a shake of his head as he sat down on the empty seat, after which he said. “Anyway, I have some good news for you, Father.”

“Hmm? What tidbit do you bring me?” Ling Ming asked with a raised eyebrow.

Ling Xiao then took out Ling Yun’s data and handed it to his father. “His name is Ling Yun, and he is my son with Mingxia.”

“Eh?” Ling Ming and the others were shocked to hear that, as they remembered Ling Xiao only having two daughters from his two marriages, but now he suddenly said that he also had a son from his ex-wife.

“Is that true, Brother? Did Mingxia bear a son for you?” Ling Jie asked excitedly, it was because his family didn’t have a male heir, so he was very happy to hear that his brother had a son.

Unlike her husband’s reaction, Huo Lan’s face darkened, and she frowned at that. ‘Damn it! If Ling Xiao has a son, then his son will become the successor of this clan, and I will lose my position in this clan.’

“Is it true that I have a male cousin, Uncle Xiao?” Ling Yu’er curiously asked, she also looked excited at the news. During this time, she only knew her two female cousins, but she only knew about Ling Xiya, and she didn’t know Ling Ling too well, because she had always kept them at a distance.

Ling Xiao nodded to them. “That’s right, I only found out about Ling Yun a few days ago. He is 19 years old now, and he was born a few months after my divorce from Mingxia.”

“That’s great, Brother!” Ling Jie said as he smiled broadly.

Ling Ming, who was seriously reading Ling Yun’s data, suddenly laughed out loud. “Hahaha! Finally, my clan has a male successor!”

“Let me see, Grandpa!” Ling Yu’er said as she walked over to her grandfather and took Ling Yun’s data from his hands, and she was instantly mesmerized by the sight of his photo. ‘Wow! He’s handsome! But he doesn’t look like uncle Xiao, and he looks more like Aunt Mingxia.’

‘Damn it! I have to think of a way to get rid of that Ling Yun, I don’t want him to ruin all my plans!’ Huo Lan inwardly muttered angrily, and there was a hint of cruelty in her eyes.

Ling Yu’er then returned to her seat, and she kept staring at Ling Yun’s photo in awe. ‘Since he will be the successor of this clan, I really can’t wait to meet him.’

“Haha! You should bring my grandson here quickly, Xiao’er. I will teach him many things later.” Ling Ming said impatiently, he truly could not wait to meet Ling Yun, because he was the only male successor in his clan.

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly hearing that, he then explained to his father. “It won’t be easy to bring Yun’er here, Father.”

“Hmm? Why is that?” Ling Ming asked with a frown, Ling Jie and Ling Yu’er also looked at him in confusion. As for Huo Lan, she didn’t care about Ling Yun, and it would be better for her if Ling Xiao didn’t bring his son into their clan.

Ling Xiao sighed softly before he answered. “The situation is complicated, Father. I have sent some of my men to watch over them, but they were killed while doing their job. If my guess is correct, they were killed by Madam Feng.”

“What!?” Ling Ming and the others exclaimed in shock, since they were cultivators living in the Cultivator Realm, they naturally knew about Feng Ruxue. Moreover, her status was very high in the realm, but she had never meddled in the affairs of other clans, so they were very shocked to hear that.

Ling Ming then asked again. “Are you sure that Madam Feng did that?”

“Sigh, I don’t know how Yi Mingxia and the others knew Madam Feng. But before my men were killed, they already reported that they saw her with them.” Ling Xiao then paused for a moment before he continued again. “Moreover, Mingxia and the others are also cultivators now, but their cultivation is still very low, so it’s impossible for them to kill my people, which is why I’m certain that Madam Feng killed them.”

Unfortunately, Ling Xiao was dead wrong about that. Even without Feng Ruxue, Ling Yun could still easily kill his people, because Ling Xi was far stronger than any cultivator on earth.

Hearing that, Ling Ming fell silent and thought about what his son had said, and before long he let out a sigh. “This was troublesome. If it was Madam Feng who killed your people, that means she had the intention to protect them. Anyway, it would be better if you went to Mingxia in person, and you could explain to her properly.”

‘Explaining to her nicely? She even hates me so much now, so how can I explain it to her?’ Ling Xiao inwardly muttered with a bitter smile. “Sigh, I will try to go see Mingxia later, but I’m not sure that he will allow Yun’er to go with me.”

– To Be Continued -．