The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 652 Xue Hua

Chapter 652 Xue Hua

As dusk fell, Qingyi finally rose to his feet, Rou’er still clinging to his cock like a gremlin to a chest of gold.

The huge, throbbing member slipped from between the pink-haired beauty’s full lips with a wet, lewd pop, a hot, ropey stream of cum erupting across her beautiful face.

Thick, pearly ribbons splattered against her flushed cheeks and trickled down in slow, glistening trails, clinging to her lashes before pooling at the corners of her pouting pink lips.

“Ah… big brother Qingyi didn’t even let me finish!” Rou’er protested, running her tongue along the corners of her mouth to gather every last drop she could reach.

“It’s almost time for the banquet. Don’t you want to take a look at that Longwei’s wife too? Clean yourself up.”

At those words, Rou’er’s heterochromatic eyes sparkled with renewed excitement, and she quickly set about tidying herself up with nimble fingers.

It wasn’t long before the two were walking side by side through the corridors of the pavilion where they were staying, her gaze alight with enthusiasm.

To their mutual surprise, the instant they reached the entrance, a full escort was already waiting in formation.

“Greetings, Young Master Long Qingyi, Young Lady Rou’er. We are here to escort you to the grand banquet at the sect leader’s palace.” The leader of the guards stepped forward, his voice firm and respectful.

Since Rou’er was the princess of the Cosmic Dawn Sect, special treatment wasn’t exactly strange.

Still, facing such a full escort, Qingyi thought it was a bit much.

They were in the heart of the sect, and at every corner there was a powerful elder keeping watch over everything around them.

Why would they need a guard?

In the end, Qingyi simply nodded and followed in silence, absentmindedly stroking Rou’er’s hair.

They were already in the central region of the sect, and it didn’t take long to reach the leader’s palace.

The structure was gigantic, its pavilions rising so tall they seemed to pierce the void itself, soaring beyond the protective arrays that kept the atmosphere stable all around.

The elder who had accompanied them stood just outside, his gaze falling on the two young people the moment they approached.

A smile spread across his aged face, and he beckoned them closer.

“Come, the banquet is about to begin. We are guests of honor and will sit at the same table as the sect leader.” With lively steps, the elder gestured enthusiastically and led the way inside.

Naturally, occupying that position brought enormous prestige.

For an elder already at the peak of his cultivation, with little hope of further improving his strength, prestige was what mattered most.

He walked briskly through the luxurious hall, a space vast enough to accommodate over a thousand people.

The aroma of rare delicacies permeated the air, mingling with the hushed murmur of conversation as he passed countless jade tables on his way to the podium at the back.

At the center of the rear stood a large white jade table, with seating for thirty.

The sect leader was already seated in the middle, his eyes falling on Rou’er and Qingyi with curiosity, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his middle-aged face.

To his right sat the Grand Elder, an empty chair separating him from Longwei, who was seething with rage.

For Qingyi, the mere fact that he’d had the courage to show up was already an impressive feat.

Rou’er didn’t seem interested in anyone around her, but the moment she spotted the sect leader’s wife, her eyes lit up.

Madame Lao, as she was called, was a great beauty.

On the few occasions she had visited the Cosmic Dawn Sect in recent years, she had always brought many gifts for Rou’er.

“Aunt Lao!” Rou’er waved enthusiastically, quickening her pace as she tugged Qingyi along by the arm.

A few guards tried to stop her, but under Madame Lao’s firm gaze, they quickly made way.

“Oh, if it isn’t my lovely Rou’er! What have you been up to, staying away from Auntie for so long? Come, sit by my side; I have so much to talk about with you and your… protector?” Madame Lao’s gaze settled on Qingyi, brimming with curiosity.

“We’ll get married as soon as he gets rid of that damn Tianhao, hehehe” Rou’er gave a mischievous giggle as she sat down next to Madame Lao, motioning for Qingyi to take the seat beside her.

The elder, left behind, could only sigh in defeat.

Everyone at that table had preassigned seats, and naturally, that spot was already taken.

However, with Madame Lao herself insisting the two young people sit beside her, some important elders from other sects would have to

settle for worse seats.

He himself had been placed in the corner, where he was supposed to

sit with Qingyi and Rou’er.

With yet another defeated sigh, he simply took his seat.

Rou’er’s words, spoken without the slightest restraint, came as quite a surprise to everyone there, especially Longwei, whose heart sank in

fury.

Qingyi would pay for all of this!

“Oh… I see you’ve finally found the man of your dreams, how lucky…” Madame Lao smiled, discreetly nudging her husband beside her, who simply remained silent, ignoring his wife’s taunts.

She was a somewhat vindictive woman, but he knew she truly loved

him.

With a radiant smile, Madame Lao turned her face toward the back of

the hall.

“Oh… it seems our dear Black Rose has finally left her hiding place, fufufu~~”

A sweet, mature laugh escaped her lips as, from a secluded corridor, a dazzling figure emerged, silent footsteps echoing softly on the jade

floor.

Even Qingyi, who had maintained a disinterested gaze until then, felt

his heart skip a beat.

Lips as black as night, fiery red eyes, and long hair of the same hue, carefully tied behind her head.

The dress hugged a generous but not exaggerated bust.

The garment cinched at a delicate waist before flaring out to accommodate perfect hips, the supple curves of her firm, rounded ass visible beneath the silk.

Long stretches of fair, creamy skin peeked through artful cuts in the fabric, her porcelain flesh gleaming.

That was the Black Rose, Xue Hua, daughter of the Grand Elder of the

Cosmic Void Sect.

Her red eyes swept coldly across the hall, an unreadable expression settling over her beautiful, delicate face.

“My bride, come here, sit by my side!” Longwei raised his hand toward

her, but she barely spared him a glance.

Her face twisted in disgust and shame at the mere mention of her

fiancé’s title.

She shot a heavy look at her father, who merely shook his head in

resignation.

“Big Sis Xue Hua, come sit here with us! Maybe Longwei didn’t wash properly and still stinks. Big Bro Qingyi smells nice!” Rou’er called out cheerfully, waving at Xue Hua.