The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 656 Living again

Chapter 656 Living again

Qingyi’s sword sliced through the air, and with it, space itself split open.

Wherever the blade passed, it left behind an aura of myriad colors, cutting through and devouring everything in its path.

The primordial laws cleaved in two and collapsed.

Time. Sound. Sight. The very existence of matter.

Everything collapsed for a brief instant before being forcibly pushed back, the fabric of spacetime mending itself with violent urgency. Qingyi froze at the end of the movement, his eyes widening slowly. He could feel the tremors coming from outside.

That technique hadn’t even been used for real. It had been merely a simulation in his sea of consciousness. How could it produce such a tremendous result?

As he reflected on its power, the sword in his hands finally shattered, its fragments dissipating like dust in the wind.

Only Ruxue would be capable of withstanding a technique this powerful.

In the end, all he could do was admire himself, opening the status screen of the Heaven-Shattering Divine Slash.

It had been upgraded to the primordial grade, which meant it stood among the most powerful techniques in all of the celestial heavens. Deep down, Qingyi knew well: it was the most powerful of them all. Not even the ancient dragon god of corruption could reproduce a technique carrying so much powerful and tyrannical Qi.

No one in the celestial heavens could contain so many of these powers within their bodies without exploding.

Honestly, Qingyi was happy.

Finally, he had a supreme technique capable of eliminating any enemy who didn’t hold an absolute cultivation realm advantage over him.

The only problem was that a single use consumed an absurd amount of Qi. Still, he would have his mana intact to sustain himself, even if his Qi ran out completely.

Shaking his head, Qingyi left his sea of consciousness.

Immediately, he felt the chaos around him. Hundreds of powerful auras surrounded the entire sect, searching for the culprit behind that terrifying energy.

Obviously, they wouldn’t find him, no matter how hard they tried.

After long hours of investigation, calm finally returned. They concluded it had been a partial and temporary distortion, perhaps caused by a disturbance in the flow of Qi or a battle in some distant region.

Whatever the origin, the sect’s priority was clear: ensure the next day’s selection proceeded without a hitch.

Qingyi, who wasn’t in the mood to think about that, simply entered the world of the mind.

It took no more than a single second for an incomparable beauty to appear in his arms, with purple lips and long black hair.

Her voluptuous curves were covered by nothing but a tight white towel that barely reached the height of her nipples.

The damp fabric clung to her huge, pale, wet breasts, sinking into the soft flesh in deep grooves that outlined every generous curve.

Droplets of water still clung to her skin, tracing slow paths down her cleavage before vanishing into the strained fabric.

Qingyi’s right hand slid down her back and around to one of her tits, his fingers sinking into the enormous, plump breast through the thin towel.

His left explored her sensual thighs, tracing the wet, smooth skin.

“Hm… were you taking a bath?” he asked, holding her gently while admiring her beautiful face.

“Yes… The girls are waiting at the hot springs. Won’t you tell me a little about that new technique of yours? I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Qingyi simply nodded, lifting Ruxue into his arms as he walked

toward the hot springs.

During the short walk, he explained everything about his improved technique.

It was fun to see her eyes shine with increasing intensity with every new word that left his mouth.

How could such a powerful technique even exist?

Qingyi was, in fact, blessed by the heavens, even if the heavens

wanted to kill him and made no secret of it whatsoever.

“What’s the matter? Is your shameless womanizer finally worthy of

you?” he teased, recalling the first time he met Ruxue.

She had hated him and only accepted him out of love for her

priestesses.

“Hm… you’re still a shameless womanizer. The only difference is that now you’re my shameless womanizer!” she declared, puffing out her

chest with pride.

Her enormous milky tits surged forward with the movement, the heavy mounds bouncing against the strained towel, the damp fabric pulling taut over her swollen curves before they settled back into place with a slow, lingering jiggle.

A sweet smile graced her mature face, but after a brief moment, her expression turned serious.

Ruxue let go of Qingyi’s arms as soon as they reached the halfway point.

Her fingers clung to his shoulders, pushing him down onto a bench beside the wide corridors they were walking through.

Without hesitation, she settled herself on top of him. Her round, perfect ass landed on his thighs with a thick, cushioned impact, the plump cheeks flattening under her own weight, warm flesh molding around the hard muscle of his legs.

Her breasts pressed right under his chin, large enough to wrap around most of his broad shoulders. The enormous mounds squeezed firmly against his chest, warm and heavy, bulging at every point of

contact.

“It’s… strange,” Ruxue said, stroking Qingyi’s hair. Her eyes were deep, as if unburdening herself of something she had carried in her heart for a long time but never wanted to reveal.

“I’ve lived for one hundred and fifty thousand years. I witnessed the fall of countless civilizations and experts, and once served as the blade of the most talented swordswoman who ever walked the celestial heavens. My former master.”

“Sometimes I feel as if none of that was worth anything. As if, from the

moment I was separated from her, I had completely stopped living.

Until…”

Ruxue paused.

“I hated you… I despised you… but you made me love you, and finally,

I feel like I’m living again. I feel that the passing years truly leave

behind memories worth remembering.”

Qingyi remained silent, caressing Ruxue’s slender waist as he absorbed her genuine feelings.

She had called him “love” before, but this was the first time she had

truly confessed to him.

He brought his hand to her beautiful face, brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen over her eyes.

He felt her warm breath on his lips. Her sweet scent filling his lungs. The suffocating weight of her enormous tits against his chest, the smoothness of her skin under his fingertips.

He leaned in and kissed her.

Her tongue met his, and her massive breasts compressed further

between their bodies as she pressed herself closer, the thin towel the only barrier left between their skin.

When their lips finally parted, their tongues still connected by long,

glistening strands of saliva, Ruxue smiled.

“Come on, the girls are waiting for us.”