The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 614 - Ruyan's brilliant economic plans

With the two stunning beauties nestled in his embrace, Qingyi let his eyelids droop in fatigue.

"Hmm... so when will hubby finally take us to the celestial heavens?"

Ruyan stretched lazily, nuzzling her cheek against his left chest. "I'm bursting with curiosity about outer space."

Nianxue on his right side felt the exact same eagerness.

She along with Ruyan, Linyue, and Xueyao had grown into tight-knit friends, frequently venturing out together into the world of the mind. Yet they craved to witness even more, particularly because Ruxue and Auranys—natives of the celestial heavens—kept raving about space. Vast and shadowy, but utterly breathtaking...

All of them buzzed with anticipation to behold it all, above all the spirit whales, hailed as among the grandest beings across the cosmos.

"When I gain the ability to journey independently with my very own spaceship," Qingyi answered candidly.

"I'm uncertain about my present position, and I won't gamble on some fool falling for one of you and dispatching a Stellar Sovereign realm powerhouse to snatch you from me."

The Immortal Heavens lay far behind him now.

In this place, folks were aware of the Dragon God of Corruption's presence.

They recognized the havoc he had unleashed and wouldn't flinch at slaying him upon learning he carried that dreaded inheritance.

Luckily, to foes such as the Heavenly Demon, Qingyi remained an elusive speck in an endless field.

Positioned diametrically opposite the demon lands across the universe, buffered by the prosperous central region swarming with mighty orthodox powerhouses, he felt little worry about that

danger.

Discovery of each other would probably occur only once Qingyi held the strength to unmask himself, or when Tianjin's safeguard enveloped him.

No matter which scenario unfolded, the Heavenly Demon couldn't readily lay a hand on him.

For the moment, Qingyi had to devise a smart method to conceal his bloodline while skyrocketing his power at top speed.

Thankfully, a horde of gorgeous women surrounded him to aid that goal. As their cultivation advanced, the lust points they provided swelled accordingly. Over the last three days, Qingyi plunged into endless orgies, hopping from wife to wife, filling them with his seed until they collapsed in blissful exhaustion. From Khaedryss to Qingxue, none were spared.

During those three days, he racked up twelve G lust points.

Just a bit longer, and he could upgrade his lineage, constitution, and spiritual roots alike.

His spiritual roots, potent as they were, still fell short of greedily devouring every strand of Qi enveloping him in the

celestial heavens.

True peak efficiency—like back in the Immortal Realm—would dawn only when cultivation sessions drained his area's Qi dry,

yielding the utmost from every practice.

Sighing deeply, Qingyi banished those notions and refocused on the pair.

"Hm... hubby needs to hustle and strike it rich!" Ruyan popped her head up, flashing a cheeky grin. "You're ridiculously handsome—go seduce a wealthy old hag and coax her into gifting you a spaceship! I won't object to adding a cute granny sister, hehehehe!"

Qingyi's eyes bulged in surprise.

Shock gripped him for an instant.

The instant after, a piercing burst of laughter tore from his lips.

"For real? Hahaha, are you that hard up you'd whore out your husband?"

"Not whoring." Ruyan wagged a finger cutely, as though stating the plainest truth. "It's renting you for profit and holy offerings from ladies idolizing hubby's massive cock as divine. I could team up with Isabel to launch a church for all the affluent devotees your dick conquers!"

"Oh... could I join as a priestess?" Nianxue chimed in eagerly, eyes gleaming with thrill.

"Absolutely! A demoness makes the ideal envoy for a deity!" Ruyan thrust her bosom forward, beaming with pride.

To her, it was an impeccable scheme. Utterly unbreakable.

How could such genius flop? She had devised it herself.

"Ah..." Qingyi swallowed a chuckle, shaking his head. "I'll run the financial

viability by Meilin later."

Ruyan never failed to lift his spirits.

Crazy she might be, but with her snug throat, juicy folds,

and flawless rear.

Truth be told, she embodied his ideal woman.

Qingyi prepared for yet another romp with them

but suddenly halted.

A peculiar sensation halted him.

Sharing tender goodbye touches with Ruyan and Nianxue, he exited

the mind world and reentered his cultivation chamber.

Someone lingered beyond the door.

Chen Wei remained oblivious to his location, so it had to be another.

Perhaps a fool craving punishment. Or a grave matter.

Refusing to risk it, Qingyi rose cautiously, seizing his

sky-defying thunder sword.

His cultivation chamber mirrored those from the mortal and immortal realms. No need to fix perfection? Jet-black obsidian walls glowed under azure crystals, etched with arrays to withstand power outbursts and self-heal any harm. Plus, Qi arrays muffled noises inbound and outbound.

Breaking cultivation within demanded opening the entrance or activating the arrays for talk.

Precisely that ripple in the Qi arrays Qingyi detected: a permitted user in the palace had signaled him.

This fact alone assured the visitor wielded substantial might.

He swiftly erased sweat and lipstick traces from his skin, then swung open

the chamber door.

There stood the prior attendant, fingers fidgeting anxiously before her.

"Greetings, honored guest Long Qingyi. Pardon the disturbance to your cultivation, yet this noble visitor seeks an audience with

you." Qingyi's eyes tracked her motion to a rugged-faced man with calm, businesslike gaze.

A central palace robe clad him.

His cultivation rivaled a core disciple's, likely late Cosmic Domain Realm, shy of elder rank by a hair.

"Young Master Long Qingyi." From his garments, the man drew a tiny missive and extended it. "The princess's chief maid commanded me to hand

this over to you."

'Uh... that girl once more...'

Qingyi eyed the envelope briefly.

'What in blazes is this about?'