Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system-Chapter 342: Ch-: < Untitled>

Back in the meeting room, Jiang Hong and the others had returned after making sure Wang Ming was no longer leaking killing intent.

"Sigh, I hope he doesn't give me any more surprises," Jiang Hong muttered, and the elders around him nodded in agreement.

But the very next moment, their expressions froze as a series of notifications appeared in front of them:

[Sect Promotion Exam Channel Announcement]

[Wang Ming is the first person to reach the Core Formation Stage.]

[Wang Ming is the first person to reach the Golden Core Stage.]

[Wang Ming is the first person to reach the Pure Core Stage.]

[Ding Dong]

[Ranking change notification]

[Wang Ming has entered the rankings.]

"What the hell..." everyone in the room exclaimed in unison, staring at the notifications in disbelief.

Everyone looked at the text that had appeared in front of them in disbelief. Some of the Peak Masters even rubbed their eyes to check if they were seeing things correctly.

"What the hell happened while we were away?" asked Zhou Huxin, who was just as dumbfounded as the others. She stared at the text in confusion, wondering what had occurred while they were away checking for killing intent.

Then, everyone took a sharp breath and looked at each other with helpless smiles, the corners of their lips twitching.

"Tsk," Jiang Hong clicked his tongue.

"Won't cause any problems, my head," Jiang Hong cursed silently.

"He's a monster in cultivation talent, isn't he? How the heck did he jump from the Core Formation to the Pure Core Realm in such a short time? Not even an hour has passed!" Mu Feixu said in disbelief. It had barely been an hour since they left to check on Wang Ming, and now that they had returned, receiving such notifications was completely baffling.

"Fuck, I must snatch him from that bitch, even if I have to sell myself," Mu Feixu thought, glancing at Zhou Huxin. Her lips twitched in irritation when Zhou Huxin noticed her gaze and gave her a wink with an infuriating smile.

"It's even shorter—barely half an hour has passed since we left," Lei Ping said to Mu Feixu, who looked at him blankly.

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"If cultivation was this easy, then what the hell have we been doing?" Qin Mu said in a bitter voice, sighing at how some individuals were simply blessed with talent. Wang Ming seemed like someone who had hoarded all the talent for himself.

"Sigh, let's not compare ourselves to anomalies," Jiang Hong said, shaking his head.

Everyone sighed in agreement, and with a wave of his hand, the black screens resumed displaying the fights.

"Sect Master, show the recording. I want to see how the hell he increased his cultivation," Mu Feixu urged.

Jiang Hong nodded and started playing the recording of Wang Ming's fight. Only Sect Masters of their respective sects had the ability to record their disciples' matches in video form. This feature was mostly used by elders to guide disciples by analyzing their mistakes in combat and helping them improve.

"Right," Jiang Hong muttered as a different video appeared on the screen, showing Wang Ming meeting Tang Nian.

"Looks like she's pissed," Zhou Huxin said with a weird expression as everyone's lips kept twitching while they listened to Tang Nian cursing them.

"Damn, is Wang Ming always this arrogant?" Win Mu couldn't help but ask as he watched Wang Ming fearlessly order them to leave the grounds. He was shocked by the sheer boldness— even in his youth, he had never been this audacious.

Then, their eyebrows shot up to their foreheads when they saw Wang Ming tossing all those beast-attracting robes. Soon, everyone except the Sect Master and Supreme Leader was left numb as they watched Wang Ming raze the entire forest, leaving only a small patch of land unharmed.

"Sigh, I'm glad this was in the virtual world," Lei Ping said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He shuddered at the thought of facing those attacks himself—he wouldn't die, but he would definitely be severely injured.

"What the fuck was that?" Mu Feixu exclaimed, raising her hands in surrender. She knew Wang Ming was monstrous, but this was simply too exaggerated.

"It's a technique," Zhou Huxin said in a sarcastic voice.

"I know that, you dumb bitch. My question is, how the fuck does he have such a powerful technique?" Mu Feixu said in a shocked voice, ignoring the glare from Zhou Huxin.

"I asked. He probably stumbled upon it by luck," Jiang Hong muttered, not bothering to explain further.

"Fuck, why don't I have that kind of luck?" Mu Feixu grumbled. If she had such fortune, she would have been formidable by now.

Once the recording ended, the screen switched back to the live scene, showing Wang Ming entering the portal to the next area.

"Why isn't he exiting? His mission should have been completed long ago," Qin Mu muttered.

"Could it be…?" Lei Ping's eyes suddenly widened as he realized Wang Ming's intention. He turned to look at the Sect Master and saw his face twitching uncontrollably. For a moment, he even wondered if the Sect Master's face would become permanently deformed from sheer frustration.

"Fuck, he's not going to give me any peace, is he? I might end up with hair loss," Jiang Hong said in a tired voice. He turned toward the other Peak Masters, who were looking at him strangely.

"Sect Master, you're not a mortal. Why would you have hair loss?" one of the Peak Masters asked in a puzzled voice.

"Tell me, Qin Mu, have you figured out how he's going to give me even more headaches?" Jiang Hong asked, ignoring the others.

"He's probably aiming for the rankings—and he might actually succeed," Qin Mu said. None of the Peak Masters were fools; after being asked the question, they quickly realized the answer. If it had been before, he would have scoffed at the idea, but after witnessing Wang Ming's strength, he truly believed it was possible.

"Yes, you're right. Oh, look—I was right," Jiang Hong said as he stared at the screen, watching Wang Ming toss out more beast-attracting robes.