The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 650 Beat the crap out of him and then steal his wife!
Chapter 650 Beat the crap out of him and then steal his wife!
Slowly, Qingyi turned his face, his eyes resting on a young man approaching in the distance.
He didn’t look to be more than eighteen years old, like a younger version of Tianhao, perhaps even more arrogant.
He was dressed in luxurious robes of spiritual silk, with long hair carefully tied back, and held a fan in his hands.
He was at the second stage of the Celestial Ascension realm, with talent only slightly inferior to his brother’s.
He would likely reach the Celestial Origin realm before the age of twenty-two and become a major combat force for the Cosmic Void Sect.
“Answer me! Are you Long Qingyi?” the young man demanded, and Qingyi nodded in confirmation.
“I am. You’re… that cuckold Guo’s brother, right? Did you come all the way here to hand over your wife to me too?”
The young master froze for a moment.
What the hell had that damn son of a bitch just said?
“Guo Horn?! What gives you the audacity to call my brother that and even set your sights on my fiancée?” The young man roared, puffing out his chest. “I am Guo Longwei, the youngest son of the Guo family, and I challenge you, Long Qingyi, you shameless demon, to a duel.”
Qingyi didn’t respond immediately, casting a sidelong glance at Rou’er and the elder.
“Oh… beat the crap out of him, big brother Qingyi, beat the crap out of him and then steal his wife!” Rou’er declared with an excited little hop, clinging tightly to Qingyi’s arm.
The elder, right behind him, said nothing.
That was the younger generation’s problem.
His eyes merely rested on an elder from the Cosmic Void Sect and another from the Golden Fist Sect, a sect of warrior monks.
The disciple accompanying the latter elder, a young man with a shaved head and closed eyes, approached with his hand raised in front of his face in a prayer-like gesture.
Like Tianhao, he was a disciple of incomparable talent, holding back his cultivation solely because he wished to participate in that secret realm, currently at the peak of the Celestial Ascension realm.
“Amitabha, young Taoists, control your murderous intent. This is merely a friendly gathering to awaken the martial lineages and souls of the new generation; we need not shed blood-“
“Friendly gathering my ass! This filthy commoner will learn to respect the nobility of the Guo bloodline!” Longwei roared, immediately unleashing one of his most powerful soul techniques, a technique focused on shattering the enemies’ mental defenses to then terrify them.
It was a non-lethal technique, but capable of easily crushing a martial spirit if the cultivator’s mental defenses were breached.
The elder of the Cosmic Void Sect, standing right behind Longwei, couldn’t help but feel his heart sink slightly.
He had received orders from the sect leader to specifically look after Qingyi and Rou’er, ensuring that no harm came to them.
If Qingyi were to be injured there, he would be in serious trouble.
The elder tried to stop his own disciple, but it was already too late. [Oh… poor thing, fufufu~~]
Ruxue’s sweet and sensual giggle echoed in Qingyi’s mind, and he smiled in response.
Indeed, a poor fool who didn’t know his place in the world.
Every cultivator possessed mental defenses, even those who didn’t cultivate the soul.
However, Qingyi’s, protected by the Bloodline of the Dragon God of Corruption, were absurdly powerful.
After all, that soul technique was devastating, but if it failed to break through the enemy’s mental defenses, it could easily ricochet.
The moment Longwei’s soul Qi touched Qingyi’s mental defenses, it came to a halt.
It was like a black wall, tall and insurmountable, bathed in a tyrannical and savage Qi.
Longwei’s eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat, his own spiritual defenses trembling.
Behind that wall, at the center of it all, a pair of purple eyes stared at him with unparalleled murderous intent.
It was a black dragon, its sharp teeth bared in a smile laden with bloodlust.
It took just a drop, and Longwei’s mental defenses collapsed, his face filling with terror.
He had been unable to break through Qingyi’s mental defenses, and
his technique had ricocheted off them.
So confident was he that Qingyi would break easily that Longwei neither defended himself nor resisted, landing on his butt on the ground with a thud.
“What’s wrong? Did you see something you didn’t want to see?” Qingyi flashed a calm smile, a terrifying aura descending upon
Longwei like a suffocating cloak.
He only stopped releasing the aura when a horrible smell invaded his nostrils, one he had never expected to smell again.
Urine and feces.
His eyes widened, and he moved his Qi, pushing the stench away from himself and Rou’er, whose face twisted in revulsion. “Ugh… it seems the mighty noble Guo Longwei is, in fact, Shit-Pants Longwei!” she exclaimed, avoiding looking at the disgusting stain on the young man’s pants.
Even the young monk, who had rushed to Longwei’s aid, stopped short and quickly retreated to his master’s side, staring at the
challenger with disgust on his face.
Cultivators didn’t need to defecate or urinate.
From the Foundation Establishment realm onward, they had complete
control over such matters, absorbing one hundred percent of
everything they ate and converting it into Qi.
It was a basic rule, the reason why cultivators’ bathrooms only had
places for bathing, and not for other needs.
It was unnecessary.
Yet, Longwei had shit his pants upon failing to break through Qingyi’s
defenses.
How pathetic was that? Even if he failed, Longwei should have been able to defend himself against the ricochet of his own ability.
Even the least talented disciples could manage such a feat. Longwei remained on the ground for a brief moment, his eyes filled
with fury and his face red as embers.
“Y-you bastard! You’ll pay for this!” Longwei finally roared, shooting up into the sky at breakneck speed.
Everyone fell silent for a brief moment.
The elder of the Cosmic Void Sect burned with shame, while the others tried to avoid bringing up the subject.
Of course, many people had witnessed the scene, and Rou’er couldn’t
help but shout out the name “Longwei the pants-shitter.
It wouldn’t be long before his honorable title spread throughout all
the major sects in that region. Truly, a title worthy of him.
