The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 606 - laughable

Instructor Cang's lesson, exactly as he'd announced, continued until just past midday.

A handful of additional sparring bouts took place, and he traded strikes with several disciples purely to illustrate techniques.

purposes.

Finally, wearing a tired grin laced with hesitation, he released his students.

His gaze lingered unwillingly on Qingyi's retreating figure.

Once Qingyi vanished from sight, the elder slipped into the Combatant Soul Palace's infirmary, where Young Master Luo lay healing.

To inflict such severe injury with one kick, using scarcely any Qi...

Just how terrifying was that black dragon youth's raw power?

***

"You sure you won't join Instructor Cang's classes

anymore?" Chen Wei murmured next to Qingyi, tone a bit downcast.

He sensed a lingering debt to settle, yet staying near Qingyi only highlighted his own inadequacy to provide anything fitting.

How could such a prodigy hail from lowly Immortal Heaven?

"I've got zero interest in those sessions. And didn't you urge me to prioritize adoption by the pavilion mistress? You're not planning to whine like a lovesick girl while I'm gone, right?"

"lovesick girl? When you get back from your debut quest, I'll have broken through and a stunning beauty by my side!" Chen Wei thrust out his chest.

"I simply don't want you perishing on your first task and missing out on envying me."

At those words, Qingyi halted, his mouth splitting into a booming chuckle.

Qingyi envious over his girl...

If Chen Wei only knew...

Truth was, Qingyi had no desire to flaunt his wives to spark jealousy in pals, so he resumed striding forward, amusement lighting his features. "Boobs or butt for you?"

"Thighs, naturally!"

"Solid pick!" Qingyi approved with a nod.

Among his spouses, whose thighs reigned supreme?

Ruxue vied fiercely, alongside Feiyan and Meilin.

Yet ultimately, none rivaled Celestia's lush, meaty thighs, draped in velvety skin so yielding it engulfed his fingers utterly on each grasp.

'Hmm... she's probably reveling with Isabel and Auranys...' Qingyi mused wistfully.

Next mind world visit, he'd pound those succulent thighs till the temple ran dry of slick.

"If I come back from my mission and you're still beauty-less, I'll rename you Gay Wei." The striking youth clapped Chen Wei's shoulder, making him jolt.

"You'd need to bed my mother first to earn that right. And isn't the time too brief? How long will your cursed first mission drag?"

"No clue on duration, but does your dad truly allow handing your mom to strangers like that?"

"I'm not handing her over! I mean you'd have to become my dad to rename me!"

"Ah... gotta be clearer on such matters."

"You... bastard..." Chen Wei hung his head, muttering curses in surrender.

He couldn't compete with Qingyi.

Quietly, he trailed his fresh companion, oblivious that

Qingyi inwardly beamed with joy.

Lighthearted chats and teasing with a buddy, packed with provocations, jabs, and random nudges.

He'd craved that on Earth.

What stronger bond than bedding a buddy's mom?

"Off to the mission hall. Break through before that wretched Luo vents rage on you." Qingyi declared, pivoting from Chen Wei.

"I will." Chen Wei affirmed with a nod, soon left gazing at Qingyi's departure, soft smile gracing his lips.

***

Every one of the Cosmic Dawn Sect's nine primary pavilions housed

a mission pavilion.

Unlike typical inner facilities of the main pavilions, these mission halls fell under the main palace and Grand Elder's direct oversight, second in command only to the sect leader and nine pavilion masters.

Each led by a First Step Path of Extinction Realm elder, staffed by scores handling thousands

of diverse missions.

From wiping out pirates to slaying turncoats and executing captures.

Spots where outer, inner, core disciples converged.

Qingyi reached the eight-story edifice and gazed upward in awe.

Crafted from solid crimson timber, it boasted numerous opulent sub-pavilions for elite expert-client rendezvous, plus twin azure lakes spanned by an extended bridge forming the gateway.

To the right, a modest pier welcomed vessels of top officials and famed patrons.

Qingyi merely watched the crafts descend and ascend every few

moments, blending envy with wonder.

Amusing, really.

He, of anyone, coveting others' toys.

Ridiculous, wasn't it?

He'd already flooded a goddess's throat with his seed, drawn ecstatic cries of his name from her lips.

A genuine deity. Ruler once of countless planets teeming with devotees.

Still, he gawked at those starships like a kid eyeing sweets, or a teen drooling over a Mustang in the showroom.

Flying vessels never thrilled him before, but hell...

He yearned to command a spaceship.

"Ah... I'll demand a starship as wedding present from Qianyao's dad, Tianjin..."

Qingyi's smile widened at thoughts of that golden dragon.

He recognized Tianjin's status mirrored a Heavenly Demon's in orthodox ranks.

A figure of might dwarfing the whole Cosmic Dawn Sect to insects.

As Qingyi and Qianyao lacked formal union yet, Tianjin likely craved a grander rite.

Prime chance to squeeze his cherished father-in-law, doting on his girl beyond measure! Beaming brightly, Qingyi resolved to quit fantasizing and hunt a fitting mission.