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Chapter 17 Meeting Ling Ling Again



[Characters]

Name : Ling Yun

Age : 19

Cultivation : Upper Spiritualist Realm [350/400]

> Yang Qi: 200/400

> Yin Qi : 150/400

Veins : Primordial Spiritual Veins

Physique : Yin-Yang Golden Body

Bloodline : Primordial Chaos Dragon

Elements : Fire (Lower Rank), Wind (Lower Rank), Earth (Lower Rank), Water (Lower Rank), Ice (Lower Rank), Lightning (Lower Rank), Dark (Sealed), Light (Sealed), Space (Sealed)

Innate Ability : Fast Regeneration

Body Technique : Elemental Body

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[Stats]

Attack Power : 200

Magic Power : 200

Vitality : 350

Agility : 150

Critical : 75

Charms : 400

Credits : 15,910,000 C

"Hmm? My cultivation has almost broken through to the Peak Spiritualist Realm." Ling Yun muttered with a smile, he then sat cross-legged on the bed and started cultivating normally.

Ling Xi exited Ling Yun\'s body, and floated in the air, as she watched him cultivate. \'Hmm, not bad. If he could focus on cultivating like this all the time, then he would be able to become stronger much faster. Unfortunately, he still hasn\'t built his harem. Otherwise, his cultivation will be even faster.\'

Even though Ling Yun had many advantages with his bloodline, spiritual veins, and physique, he still couldn\'t cultivate as fast as people living in the real cultivation world. It was because the Qi on Earth was too thin, and it took him at least an hour to absorb 50 Yang Qi manually.

[You have already broken through to the Peak Spiritualist Realm.]

As soon as the notification appeared in his mind, Ling Yun stopped absorbing Qi and began to stabilize his cultivation. A few minutes later, he exhaled softly and opened his eyes. "I feel my body getting stronger every time I break through, Ling Xi."

"Of course, your body will also get stronger, Ling Yun." Ling Xi replied as she giggled. "But you have to remember, your current cultivation is still at the bottom, so you can still break through quickly. And every time you break through to the next major realm, your cultivation will be slower, because the Qi you need will be even greater. My advice is to start building your harem right away so you can use their Yin Qi to cultivate faster."

"I don\'t want to build a harem just for the sake of my cultivation, Ling Xi." Ling Yun sighed softly and shook his head at her. "If I build a harem later, it\'s because I love them, and they are not my cultivation tools."

Ling Xi did not refute his words, since she already knew Ling Yun\'s memories, and she also knew that his character was completely different from cultivators in the real world of cultivation. If only Ling Yun had the character of a dual cultivator in other realms, then he would have had no qualms about using women as his cultivation tools, because most dual cultivators have a twisted mindset, and they consider women as their tools.

Ling Yun then rushed to the bathroom to clean his body. Fifteen minutes later, he was sitting and eating breakfast with his mother. He then glanced at his mother, who looked lost in thought, and asked. "Where is Aunt Mingzhu, Mom?"

"Eh?" Yi Mingxia was startled by her son\'s question, and answered. "Mingzhu has already left for her office, Yun\'er. Because she has to report about her failed project."

"I see." Ling Yun nodded in understanding. After he finished his breakfast, he immediately said goodbye to his mother. "I\'m going out first, Mom."

However, Yi Mingxia immediately grabbed his hand, and asked. "Hmm? Where are you going, Yun\'er?"

Ling Yun turned to her, and replied. "I just want to go to the gym, Mom."

"Huh? You go to the gym, Yun\'er?" Yi Mingxia asked in surprise, as she knew that her son never liked to do strenuous exercise before, but now he goes to the gym instead.

Ling Yun nodded to her, then he took out his gym membership card, and showed it to her. "I feel that my body is too weak, Mom. So I decided to join a gym to build my body and become more fit for work.

Yesterday, Yi Mingxia accidentally saw her son\'s naked body, and his body did look changed from before. Then she groped his body. "No wonder your body feels fuller and sturdier than before, Yun\'er. I like the changes in your body, but you must remember not to push yourself too hard. Otherwise, it will hurt your own body. Do you understand, Yun\'er?"

"En, I understand, Mom." Ling Yun then kissed his mother\'s forehead, and rushed to the gym.

After her son disappeared from her sight, Yi Mingxia sighed softly. "I don\'t know what happened to him, but I feel that Yun\'er has changed drastically since yesterday. Not only his body, but his mindset has also changed."

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When Ling Yun arrived at Zhang Gym, Wei Lan greeted him with a friendly smile, and her eyes remained fixed on his face. \'Hmm? Why do I feel that he has become more handsome than yesterday?\'

In fact, Ling Yun\'s face didn\'t change too much, but his charm continued to increase every time his cultivation broke through, and his current charm points made ordinary women like Wei Lan too easily influenced by his charm. But if he met female cultivators, then they wouldn\'t be easily influenced by his low charm points, especially those with much higher cultivation than him.

Ling Yun just smiled at Wei Lan\'s reaction, as he realized that she must have been affected by his charm, but he chose to ignore her for now, and rushed inside.

However, Ling Yun instantly froze, as he saw a young woman exercising using one of the pieces of equipment. He then turned outside to meet Wei Lan again, and whispered to her. "If the woman named Ling Ling asks anything about me, please tell her that my name is Fei Yun."

"Alright." Wei Lan replied with a nod. Although she didn\'t understand why Ling Yun wanted to conceal his identity, she still agreed to his request since he was Zhang Bing\'s close friend.

As Ling Yun walked inside again, Ling Ling immediately called out to him. "Fei Yun? You also do exercise here?"

- To Be Continued -


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