Chapter 971 - I love you just the way you are

Chapter 971: 971 - I love you just the way you are

A faint surge of power swept through the cultivation chamber where Qingyi sat cross-legged.

For a brief moment, the air trembled and boiled around him. The light from the Qi crystals embedded in the walls flickered, throwing restless shadows across the stone floor, before everything settled down again.

Slowly, Qingyi’s eyes opened.

"Ah... finally, the realm of the Cosmic Emperor..." He exhaled with a satisfied smile. "System, I’m not far from reaching the realm of the Celestial Emperor and being ready to create a body for you, hahaha."

Honestly, at that very moment, he already had enough power to create a body for the System.

The problem was that the System wasn’t exactly a simple entity.

She had been born from the union and sacrifice of the souls of several Celestial Empresses. That soul, woven from so many others, was as powerful as Qingyi’s own.

He needed to craft an extremely powerful body to contain her, and he didn’t want to make a mistake out of haste.

[You’re unbearable... you know that? If you go overboard with the size of my breasts, I’ll use them to smother you to death.] The System’s voice echoed in his mind.

It was sweet and high-pitched, with a hint of embarrassment hidden within it.

He liked that voice far more than the robotic, emotionless tone the System had used when it first revealed itself to him.

"You know that’s not exactly a threat to me, right?"

[Shut up, idiot...]

The handsome young dragon shook his head, chuckling softly as he rose to his feet and stretched, his joints popping after hours of stillness.

The increase in his power was nothing to scoff at. He had delved quite deeply into his cultivation art, though he felt there was still a little more to study.

Now, however, he had something else on his mind.

With a single thought, he entered the mind world.

He had missed lunch, and the sky was already beginning to darken, but the temple in the mind world, as always, was bustling.

In one corner, Qingyi could hear some of his wives gathered together, singing and drinking, Lingxi’s laughter mingling with their beautiful voices.

In another courtyard sat Rouxi, Linyue, Xueyao, and Khaedryss. A mother and three women who were about to become mothers, chatting about motherhood.

Qingyi only passed briefly by them, exchanging quick hugs and kisses, before going after Akane.

The beautiful Primordial Demon Empress stood in a slightly more secluded corner.

To her left was Ruyan and, to her right, Nianxue—both of the demonic race—the eyes of all three fixed on the sun sinking below the horizon.

They were on one of the many defensive towers along the wall, taking advantage of the higher vantage point to better enjoy the sunset.

Ruyan was relaxed, her hands resting on the rough stones of the temple wall as she leaned gently forward, the light breeze playing with her hair.

Nianxue was just as relaxed, clinging tightly to Akane, who was stroking the white hair of the beautiful and sweet demoness born from a demonic seed in the Immortal Heaven.

Akane was very fond of those two.

Both because they were demons who had not succumbed to the false demonic path, and because they carried a part of her blood in such high purity.

Suddenly, Nianxue raised her eyes—blue as the purest sky, a shade slightly deeper than her skin, which was also blue.

Her horns resembled Akane’s, but matched the color of her own skin.

She stepped away from Akane, her gaze falling on Qingyi, who was calmly approaching them.

The handsome young man looked up, smiling at Nianxue.

She was dressed in a lovely white nightgown, light and comfortable.

Her enormous breasts—much larger than Akane’s and Ruyan’s combined—were partially exposed by the fabric that fell loosely over them. The wide neckline revealed a generous strip of that soft, blue cleavage, the two heavy mounds pressed together in a deep valley.

The cut was slightly larger than her proportions, chosen precisely for comfort.

The fabric was thin and delicate, and her plump, puffy, dark-blue nipples were softly outlined beneath it, two rounded points pressing against the shirt and tugging the cloth taut over the swell of each breast.

The hem of the shirt ended just above her navel, revealing part of her slender, toned stomach.

A pair of shorts, also loose and comfortable, hugged her wide hips. The fabric was slightly darker and didn’t reveal as much as the shirt, but it still molded to the full curve of her butt, the cloth stretched over each plump, round cheek.

"hubby!" Nianxue let out an excited, adorable little squeal, already throwing herself toward Qingyi.

Her enormous breasts swayed heavily with the momentum, lurching upward and slapping back down against her ribs in a single thick bounce, the loose fabric barely keeping up with them, before she crashed into him.

He welcomed her with open arms.

His arms wrapped around her slender, delicate waist while those breasts completely engulfed his face. The warm, soft skin spread against his cheeks, swallowing his nose and mouth and stifling his breath, the faint scent of her skin filling what little air he could draw in.

Qingyi shifted her position slightly to free his face.

Those fat, heavy tits slid down and settled on his collarbone, spreading under their own weight like warm dough, engulfing his chin and spilling over his shoulders.

"Hehehe~ Do you like my outfit, hubby? Big Sis Akane says it makes my boobs look even prettier."

"Hahaha." Qingyi laughed, one hand sliding slowly down the curve of her back. "They’re beautiful anyway, silly girl. But they look bigger than before... have you been using some secret technique?" he teased.

Well, there hadn’t really been any change in size, but the angle she was at, hanging onto him with her chest squashed against his, didn’t help much.

"I’ve been eating really well, but I don’t think I’ll ever reach Big Sis Elize’s size." She sighed, her legs wrapping around Qingyi’s waist, her thick, soft thighs squeezing him tightly, the plush flesh flattening against his sides.

"It doesn’t matter... I love you just the way you are." Qingyi hugged Nianxue tightly, feeling her fat blue tits press flat against his body, the pliant mass bulging out from the sides of her nightgown.