The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 618 Nothing personal

Ruxue's full, flawless buttocks jiggled on Qingyi's thighs as she suddenly materialized inside the vessel, her tender flesh undulating gently from the collision before finally resting still.

Without delay, she swiftly gestured with her hands, sealing the hatch while the expansive front viewport turned pitch black, shielding them entirely from prying eyes outside.

"Uh... do you know how to fly this thing?" Qingyi inquired, his palms placed on Ruxue's broad hips while she swayed her hips lightly, adjusting comfortably on his lap.

This caught him off guard, given her extended absence from the Celestial Heavens, yet upon brief contemplation, it seemed logical enough.

In the Celestial Realm, technology surpassed Earth's by leaps and bounds, though it rarely garnered serious focus.

Cultivation offered the true road to eternal life. Why squander vast resources on superior tech that could never rival a true cultivator's might?

Thus, tech progress in the cultivation realms crawled forward at a glacial pace, barely advancing at all.

"It's not that hard. Just synchronize your Qi senses with the ship, and the rest will follow." Ruxue explained, directing his hands toward the control panel ahead.

At once, Qingyi shut his eyes and extended his Qi perception outward.

A faint surge pulsed from his fingertips, unleashing a colossal rush of data that overwhelmed his mind in an instant.

Drawing in a deep breath, he balled his fists tight, and suddenly the ship rocketed skyward with explosive speed and force.

With a casual flick of his wrist, the cockpit window illuminated once more, unveiling a breathtaking panorama of clouds rushing toward them on the horizon.

Merely moments passed before he fully adapted, his Qi perfectly synced with the ship's command mechanisms.

Ruxue, remaining perched on his lap, failed to conceal her stunned expression.

Had he mastered it... so swiftly?

"What's wrong? Is your hubby just too amazing? Hehehe." Qingyi laughed lightly and gripped Ruxue's massive breasts firmly.

"Nghnn~" Ruxue let out a moan, swiftly twisting around in his lap to press her breasts against his torso. "Ah... for a shameless womanizer... you actually learn fast..."

Her words brushed his lips in a whisper before she sealed them with a passionate kiss.

Down below, the plump fellow observed the ship vanishing into the distance.

"Hm... it's always good to keep well-paying customers happy. Hahaha." He chuckled wickedly, but upon turning to leave, a peculiar sight drew his gaze.

A band of disciples had rented their own ship yet lingered on the ground for ages, seemingly biding their time for an event.

Oddly enough, the instant Qingyi's craft ascended, theirs followed suit, trailing at a safe gap behind.

The rotund man's gaze sharpened with doubt before he exhaled and shrugged it off.

That explained why staff like him, mere ordinary workers among disciples, seldom rose higher: sheer timidity held them back.

He viewed Qingyi as a decent fellow, nothing beyond that.

Not even inclined to alert the sect about the odd conduct. Why bother? It wasn't his affair, and pursuit would only spell hassle.

It could shatter his tranquil existence.

"Taoist brother... I'll strengthen you with prayers and positive thoughts. May the power of friendship be with you." The plump man departed, anticipating the next patron.

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If Qingyi heard the chubby man's words, he'd likely explode

into uncontrollable laughter.

Power of friendship... what nonsense.

Regardless, at that instant, other concerns occupied him fully. His vessel had escaped the planet's gravitational pull of the Rising Aurora, slicing through the void en route to their goal.

The trip proved far from serene. The interior buzzed with thrilled exclamations as his numerous wives crowded eagerly to gaze at the starry expanse beyond the dome.

Unable to accommodate everyone simultaneously, he released them from the Mind World in batches of ten.

"Oh... it's so beautiful!" Ruyan's crimson eyes gleamed, mesmerized by the infinite cosmos unfolding ahead, adorned with twinkling stars, swirling nebulae, and Qi-infused clouds shimmering in hues of gold, red, purple, and vibrant green.

Its splendor eclipsed anything Qingyi had glimpsed from Earth's skies.

Regrettably, he spared little thought for the women, as their viewings ended abruptly to allow others their turn, and moreover, he remained wary of prolonged exposure to the Celestial Heavens' perils until assured of his ability to shield them personally.

After mere minutes, every one savored the celestial wonders before retreating to the Mind World.

The voyage, at full throttle, spanned roughly five hours, delivering Qingyi promptly to their target.

This arid world, speckled with lakes and woodlands, fell under the sway of mighty cultivator clans loyal to the Cosmic Dawn Sect across eons.

Not wholly terraformed, it hosted scant permanent mortal inhabitants.

In truth, it endured solely for its potent spiritual veins, rivaling those of the Ascending Dawn planet in strength, if just a touch weaker.

Qingyi pierced the atmosphere, homing in on a lush forested zone.

Upon breaching the Qi barrier sustaining breathable air there, an immense, crushing Qi pressure slammed into him like a unseen barrier.

Soon after, the token adorning his robes flared, nullifying the oppressive force.

"Hm... it's an interesting system..." Qingyi rubbed his chin, fixing his stare on an odd edifice amid the woods: a colossal golden pavilion.

That marked his mission's endpoint.

Revving the engines, he streaked across the heavens and halted before the pavilion, executing a rough touchdown with some struggle. "Ah... taking off is easier than landing this thing..." He muttered with a wry chuckle that faded quickly as he exited the craft. His gaze hardened, shifting toward the treeline.

"You slipped through the gap I created in the barrier, entering without resistance, right?" Qingyi's lips twisted into a smirk. "Show yourselves now, or shall I drag you out?"

Dozens of lethal auras erupted from the foliage, all locked onto him. Amid them rang a voice, icy and lethal.

"Nothing personal, my friend... Young Master Guo just asked me to make you regret setting his sights on his woman."

"Oh... so it was that little cuckold Guo Tianhao, hahahaha." Qingyi

burst into booming laughter, his icy edge vanishing, supplanted by a casual, amiable demeanor.

"I picked a nice spot for your graves, didn't I? It's quite pleasant. Most aren't lucky enough to die in such a beautiful forest."