The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 567 It's about another woman, isn't it?
Chapter 567 It’s about another woman, isn’t it?
Qingyi couldn’t help but go to bed thinking that night.
On the one hand, he wanted to break through the celestial heavens as soon as possible.
On the other hand, he still had a lot to do.
He wanted to visit his in-laws, deal with the green skins, and above
all, resolve the situation with Auranys.
She had given him a lot of trouble, but he needed to fulfill the promise he had made to Celestia.
For many months, Celestia had prayed, tried, and failed to contact her goddess.
With so many failures accumulated and now with the collapse of the divine kingdom of Auranys, she could only be even more depressed. Qingyi wanted to go after Auranys right then and there, locate the spatial pocket where she was hiding, and resolve everything once and for all.
But it wasn’t time for that.
Now was the time to take care of his Elize and Seraphine, both sleeping peacefully in his arms.
“Hm… husband is pensive… what is on his mind?” Elize asked.
She was lying on Qingyi’s right side, her huge pale breasts pressed against her husband’s ribs, her head resting on his broad, protective shoulder.
“It’s about another woman, isn’t it?” She narrowed her eyes, letting out a muffled giggle so as not to wake her sister.
“Hm… and how do you know that? You naughty girl.” Qingyi returned the chuckle, closing his eyes.
“Just things that are still far in the future… Don’t think about it too much. Tomorrow is our special day, right?” He said, stroking her hair. “Yeah… I hope all the other sisters’ special day comes soon too…”
“It will.” With that, Qingyi finally surrendered to sleep.
The next day, he woke up early to the symphonic and sweet sound of licks and soft moans.
Tilting his head, he saw the two sisters between his legs, clutching his cock, their tongues working incessantly.
“Nghnn~~ hubby was so hard… so we prepared a little gift! Fufufu~~” Seraphine laughed, her lips closing around the tip of Qingyi’s cock.
Her cheeks sank in suction as her tongue wrapped around the reddish glans.
Relaxing, Qingyi just enjoyed the blowjob as the two sisters took turns. His eyes wandered from the two to the status screen.
[Name: Long Qingyi
Age: 22
Cultivation: Third Stage Of The Astral Body Realm (??? lust points to upgrade)
Mana Manipulation: Eleventh Ring (??? lust points to upgrade)
Affinities: Lightning: 6000 – Sword: 6000 – Fire: 6000 – Ice: 6000 – Space: 6000 – Light: 6000 Shadow: 6000 – Charm: 6000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)
Spiritual roots: Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed spirit root (Lightning, sword, fire, ice, space, light, shadow) (??? lust points to upgrade).
Spiritual roots2: None/Astral Level Primordial Creation Seed Mana Heart (??? lust points to upgrade).
Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Astral grade, ??? lust points to upgrade.)
Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Astral grade, ??? lust points to upgrade.)
Lust points: 2103.195T]
In total, during the nearly two months since the battle with the Heavenly Demon, that was all he had managed to gather, more than two quadrillion lust points.
It was so much wealth that Qingyi was far from knowing what to do with it.
Other than further improving his affinities and refining his
techniques, that was the limit in the immortal heavens.
There were no more enemies to defeat, nor opponents who even
came close to posing any real danger to him.
It wasn’t wrong to say that he had cleared the game, with a margin far
superior to what had happened in the mortal heaven.
Looking down and reaching his limit, Qingyi finally came.
Long spurts of cum hit the faces and breasts of the two beauties, who panted heavily around his cock.
“Hm… I think it’s time we took a shower, don’t you think?” He smiled, getting up and walking with the two to the bathroom.
After the shower, Qingyi left the two alone with the other wives.
They still had a lot to work out between themselves, especially regarding which dress the two sisters would wear, as well as details about the meals and even the music played during the celebrations. Oblivious to all this, Qingyi went after Lucios, who would receive the guests and prepare everything to fulfill his granddaughters’ wishes. The wedding would not be held in the black castle, as that place was more of a war fortress than a luxurious palace.
Instead, Lucios opened the doors of his old palace, ordering hundreds of servants to work tirelessly to clean it as quickly as possible and
prepare the main hall.
The most noble and powerful lords of the Vaeldrinn were invited, as well as some representatives from the elven kingdom and the Rose
Empire.
Invitations even reached the kingdom of Valemont, but they had to decline.
King David Valemont was dealing with many administrative problems and could not be absent, even if Qingyi used space folds to fetch him.
In the end, the preparations were made in record time. The meals were prepared, the guests were accommodated, and the band hired by Lucios quickly arrived at Dragonstone.
Seeing Khaedryss in her human form, elegantly dressed and seated among Qingyi’s wives, was a huge shock to the many draconic elves
present.
Especially for those who worshipped her as a deity.
Her presence there, in that form and sitting alongside the other wives, only further elevated the draconic elven nobility’s opinion of
Qingyi.
Who cared if he had killed their patriarch? He had received the blessing of Khaedryss herself, slayer of immortals and butcher of
empires.
The guests from the Rose Empire were not at all pleased with her presence there, but in the end, they could only remain silent. The empire was already too weakened. Now, they needed to repair their relations with the Vaeldrinn if they wanted to have any chance
of recovering.
Soon, the ceremony began and the two brides appeared, walking between endless rows of distinguished guests.
No pair of eyes failed to rest on the beauties with their veils and long white dresses hugging their voluptuous bodies.
Stopping at the altar, where Qingyi awaited them, the two smiled under their veils, waiting for the moment when their husband would finally remove them.
