Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system Chapter 630: Ch-629: Asking for help

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Previously on Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system...
Zhang Zihan and Wang Ming continue their intimate encounter, culminating in a shocking roleplay where she adopts a submissive 'dog' persona. Meanwhile, Wu Jing witnesses an unexpected orgy involving Wang Ming and the head maid, Zhang Zihan, having started as an intended intimate day for himself.

Her tight confines constricted around him, her fluid dripping as he penetrated her relentlessly.

’What in the blazes… it’s Aunt Zhang Zihan! Has my special day devolved into an orgy? Holy crap!’ Wu Jing’s jaw nearly hit the floor.

Wang Ming slapped the head maid’s posterior as he thrust his cock deep within her. He could sense her walls tightening from the impact. With every slam of his cock into her, rivers of lubrication gushed from her pussy, simultaneous with her intense pleasure.

Then, her eyes rolled back completely, her face contorted in ecstasy, and she unleashed an incredibly loud, sensual moan before she squirted violently, akin to urinating.

He thrust one last time before releasing himself inside her. His seed shot directly into her rear.

"So, Aunt Zhang, why did my father summon us to the meeting room?" Wu Jing, now dressed, inquired of Zhang Zihan. She averted her gaze, blushing as the memory resurfaced of everyone witnessing her act like a shameless whore in heat.

"Actually, it was Tang Ning and Tang Nian who came looking for Young Master Wang Ming," Zhang Zihan stated, glancing at Wang Ming who walked beside them.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ming’s brow furrowed. "Why would they suddenly be looking for me?"

"Perhaps they also want to possess you," Min Li blurted out from the side.

"..." Wu Jing

"..." Zhang Zihan

"..." Wang Ming

They were rendered speechless by her remark. Wu Jing and Zhang Zihan offered no refutation to Min Li’s statement, causing veins to bulge on Wang Ming’s forehead.

"Hey, hey, if they wanted that, wouldn't they have gone to the King? They would have told me privately," Wang Ming retorted.

"True." Min Li paused for a few moments before nodding her head, concurring with Wang Ming.

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Inside the meeting room

"Ugh, how much longer will this take? It’s already been an hour," Tang Nian groaned, slumping onto the sofa.

"Be patient. Perhaps he is occupied with something," Tang Ning suggested, glancing at the King and offering a bow. "I apologize for her unladylike behavior, Your Highness."

"It's quite alright… and it seems they have already arrived," Wu Junhao remarked, pointing towards the door. Zhang Zihan halted at the entrance, while Min Li, Wu Jing, and Wang Ming entered the meeting room, seeing the King, Tang Ning, and Tang Nian.

"You are finally here," Tang Nian exclaimed, leaping from her seat and fixing her gaze on Wang Ming, who offered her a smile.

"I heard you were looking for me," Wang Ming stated, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, indeed. We require your assistance with a certain matter," Tang Ning conveyed, her gaze fixed intently on Wang Ming.

"Please, take a seat," Wang Ming gestured to everyone. Wu Junhao’s lips twitched. *’Damn, I’m the King, shouldn’t you seek my permission before sitting?’*

Wu Junhao grumbled inwardly but kept his thoughts to himself, aware that Wang Ming’s strength far surpassed anyone in the kingdom, rendering titles secondary in a world governed by individual power. Even a cultivator who was physically unattractive might command more respect than a handsome but weaker individual.

"I heard you are an Alchemist and immune to poison. Is this true?" Tang Ning inquired nervously.

Wang Ming’s eyes narrowed, but he nodded. Information could have been obtained through numerous channels, and it wasn’t a secret anyway. "Yes, why do you ask?"

Upon hearing Wang Ming’s confirmation, the Tang sisters’ eyes lit up as they looked at him.

"Then, Wang Ming, could you please examine our father?" Tang Nian requested impatiently. Wang Ming raised an eyebrow in surprise. "The Tang Family Patriarch?"

"So that's the situation. Perhaps if it's this abnormal anomaly, he might succeed," Wu Junhao mused aloud. Wang Ming’s lips twitched at his words.

"What exactly do you wish for me to examine?" Wang Ming inquired.

"Accompany us to the Tang Family estate. We will show you," the Tang sisters replied, their gazes fixed on Wang Ming. Wang Ming nodded and then looked at Min Li and Wu Jing. "Do you two wish to accompany us?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Mm, I will come. I have nothing else to do, after all."

Both young women agreed, and they followed the group.

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Wang Ming, Wu Jing, and Min Li, accompanied by the two Tang Sisters, proceeded directly to the Tang Family castle.

The architectural style of the castle’s palace was naturally opulent, with golden-hued tiles shimmering under the sunlight in every direction.

Tang Nian and Tang Ning were still plainly attired. While they might not be recognized by individuals outside Golden Leaf City, within the imperial palace, who wouldn't be familiar with the sole princess of the royal family? Wherever they went, every bodyguard and palace maid would hastily bow upon seeing them, respectfully addressing them as "Young Miss Tang Nian and Tang Ning."

Walking alongside them, Wang Ming felt no displeasure or nervousness whatsoever. The maids and bodyguards within the castle dared not to even glance at Wang Ming, much less Min Li and Wu Jing, whom they recognized from a long time ago, deeming it quite disrespectful.

Anyone brought along by a guest, especially one treated with respect, must possess quite a special background.

The other members of the family had numerous eyes within the imperial palace. This occurrence of them accompanying the Tang Sisters into the Patriarch's castle would undoubtedly become known to all before long. However, Issei and Wang Ming were oblivious to this potential news, and even if they were aware, they wouldn't care in the slightest, as power struggles were none of their concern.

Wang Ming had only come to assist Tang Ning and Tang Nian, with whom he had become friends. That was the extent of his involvement, no more and no less... for the present time.