The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 527 I'm not sure

Chapter 527 I’m not sure

“Oh… where’s that talk about not being my master anymore?”

Qingyi slowed his pace slightly, loud and powerful smacks echoing as his hips hit Qingxue’s round butt, his cock going deeper and deeper inside her.

“S-silence… shameless husband– I’m going to- nghnn~~ I’m going to~~” Qingxue couldn’t even finish her sentence, Qingyi’s hip movements gaining speed as a loud slap hit her shapely buttocks, leaving a red mark on her pale skin.

Qingxue lowered her head, her silver hair cascading over her face and covering her vision, her previously calm and cold voice replaced by a symphony of obscene moans as Qingyi fucked her mercilessly.

Her neckline opened up, sliding down to her waist along with the rest of her dress, her voluptuous, firm breasts swaying freely with each powerful impact.

“Qingyi… hubby… f-faster aghnn~~ faster! Aghnnn~~” The beauty completely lost control, her eyes rolling back as she gripped the hilt of her sword even tighter, her fingers turning white from the pressure.

She could feel the speed increasing more and more, her words reduced to nothing but sensual moans as her pupils dilated.

Another slap landed on her left buttock, a powerful shockwave spreading through the plump, beautiful flesh, her entire body moving slightly to the side before returning against his hips.

“Do you like that?” Qingyi asked, leaning provocatively over the beauty.

His hands reached for her breasts, perfectly sized to fill his palms to the brim, so firm yet so soft.

“Y-yeah…” Qingxue nodded her head, her voice almost a whisper.

“Uh? I didn’t hear you right…” Qingyi whispered in her ear, squeezing the woman’s breasts hard.

“Y-yeah… YEAH~~ I like that, you aghnn~~ fuck~~ fuck~~ oh heavens!

Qingxue froze, her tongue slipping out from between her saliva-soaked cherry lips as her eyes rolled back again.

Her pussy squeezed Qingyi’s cock tightly, struggling to milk him and already reaching her limit, an orgasm hitting her with full force.

At the same time, Qingyi came, his cock throbbing and delivering thick, hot spurts of cum straight into her womb, filling her until the excess leaked out through the connection between them.

The two stood there for a brief moment before Qingyi slowly withdrew, his cock slipping out of Qingxue’s fat pussy with a wet pop.

Immediately, the beauty’s legs lost their strength and her knees buckled, forcing her to crouch over a small puddle of cum.

“Ah… so… full~~” Her voice, sweet and high-pitched, echoed against the metal of the sword she used as support to keep from collapsing to the floor.

Regaining some strength and looking to the side, she saw Qingyi’s cock at the height of her mouth.

She hesitated for a moment before taking the semi-erect member into her mouth, savoring the fluids that surrounded it as she sucked voraciously.

*pop* “Ah~~”

She released Qingyi’s cock, now completely clean, her face tinged with a vibrant red as she struggled to her feet, the dress sliding down her hips and falling to the floor.

“I think we need a bath…” She whispered, pressing her face against Qingyi, feeling his hands run over her perfect curves and milky, sweaty skin.

The handsome young man nodded in response, a broad smile spreading across his face as he teleported, appearing in the hot springs at the back of the temple.

Their bodies were immediately swallowed up by the warm, bubbling, pleasant water.

Qingxue snuggled into Qingyi’s lap, her eyes closing briefly as she pressed her head against his chest.

“How has your sword path been?” she asked after a moment of

silence.

The beauty hadn’t had much time to train with Qingyi lately, so she

had no idea how he was progressing.

“I… I’m not sure,” Qingyi replied thoughtfully.

“What do you mean, you’re not sure?” Qingxue’s face filled with confusion.

How could a cultivator of his level be unsure about his own path?

“It’s been a long time since I’ve faced an enemy strong enough to force me to use real technique to defeat them.

I almost always just use brute force, break their stances, and crush them like cockroaches.”

“Hm…” Qingxue pondered that answer for a long moment before nodding.

“I talked to Qianyao about it. Not golden dragons like her, but black dragons almost always go this way.

You’re no longer human, after all, and our standards of excellence are worthless to you.”

Qingyi scratched his chin, his eyes focused on nothing before closing.

“Yes, I think you’re right,” he whispered, his hands rising to Qingxue’s pale boobs and gently grabbing them.

He didn’t squeeze or massage them, just keeping his hand there,

feeling their shape and softness.

They might not come close to Elize’s, or even Tang Biyue’s, but that

didn’t matter.

They were perfect.

***

Far from Meilin’s mansion and on the outskirts of the fortress of one of the many powerful cultivator families surrounding the capital, two figures could be seen passing through the central gates and past the

guards.

One of them was Jin Hao, the Gold King.

The other was Jianming, former general of the imperial forces and war hero who helped forge the current Enlightened Empire, the Crimson

Eclipse Saber.

They had barely taken a step inside the fortress before they stopped, their eyes focusing on a figure even older than Jianming, clearly also from the Astral Body Realm, though infinitely weaker. “Hm… Jin Hao, Jianming, for you to have come here at this hour, it

must be related to my daughter, right?” The old expert asked, scratching his sparse beard.

“Yes. You must have already heard about what happened to your grandson, my third son.”

“A rotten brat,” the old man nodded, showing no love for his grandson, “but his son, my great-grandson, still has potential. It’s good that his father won’t have the chance to produce anyone else to compete with

him.”

“Now tell me…” The old man coughed. “Why are you here?” “His mother disappeared shortly after seeing her son’s condition. We wanted to know if you have any news about her.”