Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system - Chapter 468

468: Ch-468: King and Queen 468: Ch-468: King and Queen Black Bamboo Kingdom, Royal Palace A row of guards and two people wearing expensive royal robes were staring at the portal with concern.

Some of the guards, on the other hand, were trembling with their hands on their spears gripped tightly and sweating like pigs, while other guards watched them coldly or with mild amusement.

The trembling guards could not move a single muscle in their bodies due to the spiritual pressure exerted on them by the man in royal clothing, and they were pinned in their places.

Swoosh The portal, which was silent, suddenly ripped open and a figure got spit out from it.

“Shit,” Wu Jing cursed as she landed on the ground.

Before she could even react, she felt a pair of hands embrace her.

“Oh, my dear beautiful daughter, are you okay?” Wu Jing blinked and then looked up and saw an adult version of herself who looked more beautiful and mature, looking at her with red, worried eyes.

She was the current Queen of the Black Bamboo Kingdom and her mother, Zhang Shiyu.

“I am fine, Mother,” Wu Jing said to her mother, who had a look of relief on her face.

“Mother, can you let me go, please?” Wu Jing said as everyone was staring at the duo, and she was a bit embarrassed seeing their looks and her mother’s over-affection as Zhang Shiyu still clung to her like a koala.

Zhang Shiyu bit her lips and gave a reluctant look, and with great difficulty let her escape her embrace.

It looked as if someone had snatched a treasure from her; seeing this, Wu Jing’s lips twitched.

Then Zhang Shiyu’s eyes swept through the guards and her expression turned cold, causing them to tremble even more.

She then turned to look at the middle-aged man wearing regal robes and a crown on his head.

He was the current King of the Black Bamboo Kingdom, Wu Junhao.

“Royal Father,” Wu Jing said with a serious look.

Wu Junhao walked forward, carrying an oppressive aura, and then stood in front of Wu Jing.

The pressure instantly vanished, and everyone’s lips twitched when they saw his next action.

“Waaah, my precious daughter, I thought something happened to you… sob!” Wu Junhao gave a hoarse scream, tears streaming down his cheeks, which caused Wu Jing’s expression to darken a bit.

‘Damn, he is always like this, overreacting,’ Wu Jing thought as her face turned pink since everyone was throwing odd looks their way.

Her mother wore an amused expression.

Wu Junhao’s eyes landed on a few of the guards who were relatively calm compared to the others, and when his eyes met theirs, they immediately lowered their heads.

“Father, let me go, or else I won’t talk to you for a week,” Wu Jing said, and Wu Junhao instantly let her go, jumped back, and his expression turned normal-like he wasn’t crying moments ago.

‘Sigh, his antics,’ Wu Jing thought inwardly.

“By the way, Wu Jing, what the hell happened inside?

Why couldn’t we enter the place?” Wu Junhao’s aura did a complete 180-degree flip as he asked her in a solemn voice.

Wu Jing’s expression turned cold as she started explaining what happened inside.

A Few Minutes Later The surroundings turned completely chilly, and Wu Junhao looked calm-eerily calm-while listening to his daughter’s account of the Black Church.

But those who knew him knew he was furious inside.

Wu Junhao looked at the guards, and the guards who felt his gaze on them felt their souls leave their bodies.

“So, you are saying the Black Church sneaked in and entered the Secret Realm through the portal of the Royal Palace, right?” Wu Junhao asked.

Wu Jing nodded, and then he said in a cold voice, “The guards who were on duty, step forward.” A few of the guards’ faces turned pale with fright, and some of their legs wobbled as they fell to the ground, but they did not dare disobey.

They knew if they didn’t step forward that instant, they would forfeit their lives.

“Now let me ask you something.

Do you lack cultivation resources?” Wu Junhao asked in a cold voice, but they remained silent, not daring to utter a single word.

He then roared, “I asked something, you useless bastards!” “No, Your Majesty,” said the guards.

“Did you get tired during a mission?” Wu Junhao asked.

“No, Y-Your Majesty,” another guard replied timidly.

“Then how on heavens did those bastards sneak in while you were guarding this place?

Did you not detect them?” Wu Junhao asked as killing intent leaked from his body.

“Mercy, Majesty!” all of them fell to their knees and kowtowed, begging for forgiveness, but he ignored their pleading.

“You know the consequences of failing your duty, and moreover your actions and neglect have put the princess’s life in danger,” Wu Junhao said in an indifferent tone, and the guards who heard his words paled as the color drained from their faces.

They knew the punishment was death.

They did not dare think about resisting; they knew it was useless.

If they did, their families would be targeted.

“You have faithfully served the royal family for many years, so I will not kill you, but…” Wu Junhao said, and a flicker of hope bloomed.

“Cripple your own cultivation.” Wu Jing watched everything indifferently.

She did not feel any pity for them.

If not for her luck in encountering Wang Ming, she would have been kidnapped by the Black Church, which they would use as leverage against her parents-or worse, she could have become their plaything and ended up dead.

The guards looked relieved.

They knew this was the best outcome.

The royal family fed them resources, so it was their right to take it back.

“AHHHH!” “Ahhhh!” “Ugh!” They did not hesitate and abolished their cultivation by destroying their dantians as screams of pain and groans echoed through the hallway.

“Take them away,” Wu Junhao said to the other guards, who were nervously watching their compatriots and even thanked the heavens they were not the ones on guard duty, or else they might be the ones having their cultivation abolished.