The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 612 Found you

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Previously on The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System...
After the battle's end, Zhentian ordered disciples to rescue over two thousand hostages from the pirate fortress, many women marked by brutal violence. Qingyi reflected on the pirates' lost humanity, deeming them unworthy of mercy as he cultivated amid the cleanup. Zhentian calculated rewards, awarding Qingyi 322 celestial spirit crystals for slaying over three thousand pirates, drawing envy from the group as they prepared to return to the sect.

Once the rewards were handed out to the outer disciples along with the two inner disciples, Zhentian simply shared a few closing words of guidance with Qingyi prior to leaving.

The mission stood finished. That part had been straightforward.

The challenging phase arrived next; three disciples had lost their lives.

Notifying the families residing in the town encircling the Celestial Fairy Pavilion and offering compensation fell outside his responsibilities.

A sect messenger could handle delivering the grim tidings with ease.

Nevertheless, deaths occurring under his leadership always prompted his personal involvement.

Those men had followed him into death, making it his obligation to console their kin.

Qingyi chose not to join him, occupied with his own tasks.

Yet, his admiration for Zhentian soared even further.

Truly, he embodied honor and compassion.

A scarce type amid the ruthless cultivation realm.

"No matter what, I wish to retain him as a steadfast ally." Qingyi grinned.

He intended to head back to his dwelling, yet after some reflection, he altered his path to seek out a cultivation chamber.

With funds now at his disposal, accessing the sect's amenities became far simpler.

Upon reaching one of the numerous cultivation halls within the Celestial Fairy Pavilion, Qingyi secured a fifty-fold chamber for his exclusive use and promptly entered seclusion.

His gaze shifted instinctively to his status panel.

[Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 22

Cultivation: First Stage of the Astral Blood Realm (3 G lust points to upgrade)

Mana Manipulation: Thirteenth Ring (10 G lust points to upgrade) Affinities: Lightning: 6000 - Sword: 6000 - Fire: 6000 - Ice: 6000 - Space: 6000 - Light: 6000 - Shadow: 6000 - Charm: 6000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)

Spiritual Roots: Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed Spirit Root (Lightning, Sword, Fire, Ice, Space, Light, Shadow) (10 G Lust Points to upgrade).

Spiritual Roots2: None/Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed Mana Heart (10 G Lust Points to upgrade).

Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Astral grade, 15 G lust points to upgrade.)

Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Astral grade, 15 G lust points to upgrade.)

G Lust points: 2.1]

A handful of lust points had trickled in from playful moments with his wives in recent days, though the gains remained modest.

He urgently needed to concentrate and activate his manhood properly.

His wives craved their husband's presence within them, while he hungered for abundant lust points—not to mention those massive breasts smothering his face.

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While Qingyi delved into the mind world to commence his efforts, silence enveloped the primary palace, home to the sect leader. "Young miss, your journey to the Fallen Void Sect lies three months ahead... An elder stands assigned as your guardian, and a disciple must join to accompany and stand for you. Shall I notify Guo Tianhao?"

A chilling yet feminine tone resonated across the opulent, peculiar chamber.

Light pink adorned the walls, shelves brimming with cute plush toys encircling her completely.

The speaker, evidently a maid of average looks and soft gaze, lingered patiently by the bedroom entrance.

"Hmm... he's annoying." The response came in a voice so sweetly tender it sent shivers through the poised, disciplined maid.

Not a glimpse of the bed-bound girl's face or form could be caught.

This remained the norm.

Save for rare moments alongside her father, she concealed her allure from all eyes.

Even Tianhao, her prospective fiancé, had savored only her melodic voice.

"But young lady... a disciple must represent you. Tianhao fits best; he..."

"Ah... Potatoes! Potatoes! I don't care about that ugly duckling!" The girl flailed on the bed like a petulant kid, blurting whatever might end the hassle.

At last, she rolled sideways, flashing the maid a fleeting view of her enormous, radiant, distinctive eyes.

Her left eye gleamed deep pink, echoing the room's hue. The right shimmered purple, rivaling the starry cosmos, a stunning foil to the charming pink on the opposite side.

The maid sighed at her outburst, quickly looking away from the girl.

Peering into those eyes proved perilous, particularly for a mere low-tier cultivator like her.

Truthfully, which woman would deem Young Master Guo unattractive?

The maid herself fantasized about such a dashing suitor pursuing her relentlessly.

In the end, options proved scarce.

"Hmm... what about that fellow Uncle Shen mentioned? The... um... what's his name again..."

"Long Qingyi? The one who shattered Young Master Tianhao's record?"

"Yes! Uncle Shen spots talent perfectly!" Her eyes lit up as she bounced to her feet in thrill. "I want him."

"Miss... you've yet to encounter him... and he's far too feeble to represent you. Though duels pit foes of equal realms, he hasn't reached the Celestial Ascension Realm. That's mandatory..."

"Hm..." The girl paused briefly.

Thoughtfulness crossed her expression, and under the obscuring haze veiling her stunning visage, her smile stretched broader and broader.

"Hm... I don't care, and fuck the requirements!" She proclaimed boldly, thrusting her chest forward with pride.

"Young lady... please, show some decorum..." The servant bowed her head, exasperated.

She despised the girl's whimsy. She scarcely acted like a proper grown woman.

Why couldn't she resemble her peers?

This wasn't always her demeanor.

Over the last four years, the sect leader's daughter had shifted noticeably, though few dwelled on it.

Eccentricity defined her before, merely amplified now.

With a resigned sigh, the maid ceased debating the young miss and departed.

Unbeknownst to Qingyi, a missive from the chief maid of the main palace's heiress awaited him shortly; two months remained to attain Celestial Ascension Realm, lest the chief maid punish him personally.

That assignment held utmost gravity... a hidden force stirred in the girl's core, demanding a fitting proxy for aid from the Fallen Void Sect.

The head maid refused risks. Qingyi must demonstrate worthiness, or she'd eliminate him to allow another choice!

Solitary now, the girl let out a gentle laugh before reclining once more, clutching a massive plush toy.

She nuzzled its plush surface, lips parting as a faint blush colored her cheeks.

"hehehehe Daddy's heir... found you♡"