The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 614 - Ruyan's brilliant economic plans

Chapter 614 – Ruyan’s brilliant economic plans

Qingyi relaxed with the two beauties in his arms, his eyes closing with exhaustion.

“Hmm… when is hubby going to let us see the celestial heavens?

Ruyan stretched, rubbing her face against his left chest. “I’m dying of curiosity to see outer space.”

Nianxue, to his right, shared the same curiosity.

She, Ruyan, Linyue, and Xueyao had become close friends and often went out together to explore the world of the mind. But they all wanted to see more, especially since Ruxue and Auranys, both originally from the celestial heavens, were always talking about space. Empty and dark, yet so beautiful…

They were all excited to see everything, especially the spirit whales, known as some of the most magnificent creatures in the universe.

“When I can travel on my own and have my own spaceship. Qingyi replied honestly.

“I’m not entirely sure of my current standing, and I can’t risk some bastard falling in love with one of you and sending an expert from the Stellar Sovereign’s realm to take you away from me.”

He was no longer in the Immortal Heavens.

Here, people knew of the existence of the Dragon God of Corruption.

They knew of the terror he had caused and would not hesitate to kill him if they discovered he was the heir to that legacy.

Fortunately, in the eyes of enemies like the Heavenly Demon, Qingyi was a needle in a haystack.

Being literally on the opposite side of the universe from the land of demons, with the central region, rich and teeming with powerful orthodox experts, separating them, he didn’t stress much over that

threat.

They would likely only learn of each other’s existence when Qingyi was strong enough to reveal himself, or when he was already under Tianjin’s protection.

In either case, the Heavenly Demon wouldn’t be able to touch him easily.

Until then, Qingyi needed to find an efficient way to hide his lineage and become as strong as possible, as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, he had plenty of beauties by his side for that. And as their cultivation progressed, the lust points they yielded grew along with it. For the past three days, Qingyi had been participating in nonstop orgies, moving from one wife to the next, depositing his cum inside them until they had no strength left and were completely satisfied. From Khaedryss to Qingxue, no one escaped.

In those three days, he gained twelve G lust points.

A few more days and he could already improve his lineage, constitution, and even his spiritual roots.

After all, though powerful, his spiritual roots were still not sufficient to fully and efficiently absorb all the Qi surrounding him in the

celestial heavens.

Only when, just like in the Immortal Realm, he was able to exhaust the Qi of his region during cultivation would he be extracting the

maximum possible from each session.

With a sigh, Qingyi pushed those thoughts aside and turned his attention back to the two of them.

“Hm… hubby should hurry up and get rich already! Ruyan lifted her head with a mischievous smile. “You’re so handsome, go sleep with a rich old lady and ask her to buy you a spaceship! I don’t mind having a little old lady as a sister, hehehehe!”

Qingyi’s eyes widened.

For a second, he was in shock.

The next second, a shrill laugh escaped his mouth.

“Seriously? Hahaha, are you so desperate you want to pimp out your own husband?”

“Not pimping.” Ruyan raised a finger with an adorable expression, as if explaining something perfectly obvious. “Lend you out in exchange for financial returns and religious donations from women who worship hubby’s big dick like a god. I might even start a church with Isabel just to welcome the rich believers hubby’s dick will win over!”

“Oh… can I be a priestess too?” Nianxue asked from the side, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Yes! Nothing better than a demoness to represent a god!” Ruyan puffed out her chest, proud.

In her mind, that was the perfect plan. Foolproof.

How could it fail? She was the one coming up with the idea.

“Ah…” Qingyi stifled a laugh, shaking his head. “I’ll assess the financial

feasibility of this with Meilin later.”

Ruyan always managed to cheer him up.

She was crazy, but a crazy woman with a tight throat, a plump pussy,

and a perfect ass.

Honestly, she was exactly his type of woman.

Qingyi was about to get ready for another round with the two of them

when he froze.

Something made him stop.

Exchanging farewell caresses with Ruyan and Nianxue, he stepped

out of the world of mind and returned to the cultivation room where

he was.

Someone was waiting outside.

Chen Wei didn’t know he was there, so it could only be someone else.

Maybe some bastard looking for a beating. Or something more

important.

Not wanting to take any chances, Qingyi stood up slowly and gripped

the sky-defying thunder sword in his hand.

The cultivation chamber was no different from the ones he used in

the mortal and immortal realms. Why change what worked? Walls as black as obsidian, illuminated by bluish crystals, surrounded by formations designed to prevent them from collapsing under surges of power and to repair them instantly in case of damage. Furthermore, Qi formations suppressed sound, both from the inside out and from the outside in.

The only way to interrupt cultivation inside would be to open the door, or to use the formations themselves to communicate.

And that was exactly what Qingyi sensed: a strange disturbance in the Qi formations, indicating that someone with permission in that cultivation palace had interrupted him.

That alone guaranteed that, whoever was on the other side, they were someone of considerable power.

He quickly wiped the sweat and kiss marks from his body and opened

the door to the cultivation room.

The attendant who had served him earlier was there, her hands

clasped slightly nervously in front of her body.

“Greetings, esteemed client Long Qingyi. Forgive me for interrupting your cultivation, but this esteemed guest would like to speak with

you.” Qingyi’s gaze followed her gesture and fell upon a man with a rough face and composed, professional eyes.

He wore a central palace uniform.

His cultivation was no less than that of a central disciple, perhaps at

the late stage of the Cosmic Domain Realm, just one step below the

elders.

“Young Master Long Qingyi.” The man pulled a small letter from his robes and held it out. “Our princess’s head maid ordered me to deliver

this to you.”

‘Uh… that girl again…’

Qingyi stared at the envelope for a moment.

‘What the hell could it be?’