Primordial 'Dual Cultivator' Dragon With System

Chapter 4 Talk With His Mother



contemporary romance

On the way home, Ling Yun decided to stop at a nearby ATM to withdraw some money, as he needed to buy his daily necessities later.

[Your balance is 505,000 Yuan.]

'Eh? How did my balance increase so much?' He thought to himself, then he checked his account entry. 'Wen Qing? So she's the woman from last night, huh?'

He found out after reading the news of the transfer of funds, and he decided to transfer some of his money to his mother's account, because his mother desperately needed money to pay their rent, as well as for their living expenses. 'Hmm, I think 10,000 Yuan is enough for now, otherwise mother will suspect me later.'

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Home

When Ling Yun arrived near his house, he saw Yi Mingxia about to leave with Xiao Xiao, so he immediately called for them. "Where are you two going, Mom, Big Sis Xiao?"

They turned to look at him, Yi Mingxia immediately ran towards her son, and immediately hugged him tightly as she sobbed. "Where have you been, Yun'er? Do you know that you worry me so much? You don't usually come home late without telling me beforehand."

'Sigh.' Ling Yun then hugged his mother, and softly said. "I'm sorry, because I made you worry, Mom."

'Why do I feel that Ling Yun has suddenly changed? He looks more mature and calmer than usual, and I can feel a strange aura from him, but strangely I don't feel any cultivation in him.' Xiao Xiao inwardly wondered, she then said. "Sister Mingxia, since Ling Yun is back now, then I will go to my flower shop first."

"Thank you, Xiao." Yi Mingxia replied while wiping her tears.

Ling Yun also said to her. "Thank you for accompanying my mother, Big Sis Xiao."

"En." Xiao Xiao nodded to them, then she hurriedly left them.

Ling Xi suddenly said to him. "Hey Ling Yun, that Xiao Xiao is a cultivator, and she is really strong."

'Hmm? Big Sis Xiao is also a cultivator, Ling Xi?' Ling Yun was really surprised to hear that.

"Yes." Ling Xi did not explain details about Xiao Xiao to him, and she wondered in her heart. 'Hmm? Why would a strong cultivator like her decide to live as an ordinary person?'

"Let's go in, Yun'er." Yi Mingxia said, as she pulled her son into their house, then she said again. "You go take a shower first, Yun'er. And I'll prepare your breakfast."

"Alright." Ling Yun himself was already feeling uncomfortable, even though he could change his appearance with Heavenly Transformation, but he felt that his body was still sticky with blood and other things.

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Ling Yun's Room

After cleaning himself up, Ling Yun stood in front of the mirror, and he was amazed at the change in his body. At first, his body was really thin, because he was quite tall about 180 cm, yet his weight was only 45 kg. But now he looks fuller and sturider than before, and his skin also looks smoother than before, even some of his old scars have disappeared.

"Hey, why are you daydreaming like that, Ling Yun?" Ling Xi asked, as she floated beside him.

Ling Yun turned to her, and replied. "It's really amazing, my body has changed drastically, Ling Xi.

"Well, that's natural for a cultivator, Ling Yun." Ling Xi said with a shake of her head. "If your cultivation gets higher later, then your body will also get stronger, especially if you have started to learn a Body Technique, then your body will change even more drastically."

"I-"

*crack

"Yun'er-"

"Mom!?" Ling Yun exclaimed softly, as he was really surprised that his mother suddenly opened his room. Moreover, he was completely naked, as he observed his changes in the mirror.

Yi Mingxia was dumbfounded as she looked at her son's body, and she could see that her son looked much changed. Then she glanced down, and she gulped hard when she saw his dick.

*Bam*

But then Yi Mingxia immediately dashed out, as she gently slammed the bedroom door, and called out to her son. "Hurry up and get dressed, Yun'er. Your breakfast is ready."

Ling Yun smiled wryly seeing his mother's behavior like that, he immediately got dressed. After that, he immediately came out of his room, then sat across from his mother, as he began to eat the breakfast that his mother had prepared.

Yi Mingxia supported her chin with her hands, as she watched her son enjoying her cooking so much. 'It's unbelievable that time flies so fast, and Yun'er is already so big.'

"Hmm? Why are you looking at me like that, Mom?" Ling Yun asked, as he wiped his mouth.

Yi Mingxia woke up from her daydream, and asked her son. "Do you already have a lover, Yun'er?"

"Eh?" His mother's question surprised Ling Yun, he then shook his head, and answered her. "I haven't thought about a lover, Mom. Because I'm too busy to study and work."

Yi Mingxia sighed heavily, and her eyes watered again. "I'm really sorry for you, Yun'er. Because of my decision in the past, you've had to grow up in suffering all these years."

Ling Yun always felt sad whenever he saw his mother sad, he immediately stood up from his seat, then walked behind her, and hugged her from behind. "You don't have to blame yourself, Mom. Even though our family condition is not very good, but I never blame you at all. And I promise you, I will definitely make you happy in the future, Mom."

Yi Mingxia was deeply moved by her son's words, then she said. "But before that, you should study well later, and I don't want your lectures to be interrupted by your work, Yun'er."

"You don't have to worry, Mom." Ling Yun then kissed his mother's forehead. "Anyway, I've already transferred 10,000 Yuan to your account, so you can pay the rent for this house first, Mom."

"Where did you get that much money, Yun'er?" Yi Mingxia asked, as she turned to her son.

Ling Yun just smiled. "I've been saving that money for a while, Mom. So you don't have to think about it." 'I'm sorry, Mom. I can't tell you about my actual work, otherwise you will be sad and disappointed in me.'

- To Be Continued -

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