The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 641 - Dragon's Pride

"Oh..." The plump salesman glanced at the token clutched in Qingyi's palm, grinning widely with eyes full of sparkle.

"Senior Brother Qingyi is truly blessed! Come on, I'll show you our premium ships!" He chuckled loudly, leading Qingyi into a vast hangar.

A variety of ships filled the space.

Certain ones stretched hundreds of meters, built for hauling cargo or ferrying passengers.

Some remained compact, fitting just the pilot, whereas others, despite being nimble, had space for whole families.

"So, what kind of ship does Brother Qingyi need? We have some that even allow travel between multiple star systems, though the most advanced ones, capable of reaching the central regions, are limited within the sect main palace."

Qingyi scanned the array of ships surrounding him until his gaze suddenly locked onto a specific one.

It wasn't a warship or a transport, but rather a luxurious cruise ship. And it wasn't just any cruise ship either.

Its cannons could shatter asteroids, and its formidable barrier shielded against any expert below the Star Sovereign realm, even enduring a strike from one if all power funneled into the shields.

From the streamlined, stunning cabin to the mighty twin engines at the back, it measured roughly sixty meters.

"What about this one?" Qingyi inquired.

It resembled spotting a Ferrari amid a sea of economy cars. Or rather, in this scenario, a yacht surrounded by fishing boats.

Clearly, it stood out. Particularly to Qingyi, who prioritized unwinding with his wives.

"Oh... this is our most luxurious model. It costs a few million celestial spirit crystals, and technically, only noble families can purchase it, but since the sect leader himself ordered it... let's take a look at it."

The chubby man beamed, dispatching a voice transmission to someone upstairs.

Evidently, rejection came first, sparking his fury.

Luckily, approval arrived swiftly.

Who in the Cosmic Dawn Sect would defy a person dispatched by the sect leader himself? The supreme powerhouse of that whole area?

In truth, nearly every worker there consisted of sect disciples who revered the leader like a deity.

"Come on, senior brother! Don't be fooled by the luxury, this ship is a true war machine! Even our best combat models of similar weight can't compare!"

Qingyi simply nodded while trailing the chubby man.

Combat features of the ship held no appeal for him. Comfort and speed were what mattered most.

Because if it crawled too slowly, flying solo would prove superior.

Grinning broadly, the chubby fellow revealed every feature to Qingyi.

The vessel offered ample room, featuring a sleek kitchen, dining area, and multiple bedrooms. The master suite loomed enormous, boasting a bed vast enough for a full harem, an opulent spiritual pool, and a cockpit that nearly had Qingyi salivating.

That was the one!

As he settled into the pilot's chair, fingers gripping the controls linked straight to the ship, a grin lit up his face.

This was it.

Memories flooded back of acquiring his first Mustang back on Earth. The thunderous engine roar, the gripping tire torque...

Similar thrill surged through him now, yet with a starship that could eradicate whole Earth civilizations via its cannons, priced so exorbitantly that no billionaire from his old world could dream of buying even the engines.

Mostly due to tech barriers, naturally.

"It's going to be this one, my friend." Qingyi passed the token to the chubby man, whose eyes gleamed intensely.

Salesmen earned commissions per deal, yet such ships typically got custom-built.

This marked his inaugural sale of anything so lavish!

His mind reeled at the massive commission awaiting him.

Beaming radiantly, he escorted Qingyi to the office, finalizing the deal there as the token, credits exhausted, got deactivated.

"Congratulations on your purchase, Senior Brother Qingyi! What name will you choose for her?" The chubby man handed over the key

and the ship's documentation.

The striking youth pondered briefly, rubbing his chin.

What name suited such a magnificent vessel?

Gazing at the sleek black and pale gray lines of its graceful body, he

smiled.

Two protrusions topped it, resembling the horns of a dark

dragon.

"The Dragon's Pride." He declared at last, pointing the key at the

ship.

Instantly, a brilliant light washed over the hull, etching words onto its side.

The Dragon's Pride.

The chubby man clapped enthusiastically, lavishing praise on Qingyi's selection nonstop while the ship moved to the launch

pad.

After all, he wasn't just timid but a master sycophant too.

And one skilled at landing big fortunes.

He anticipated a generous tip from Qingyi, yet ultimately, he

ended up disappointed.

Still... the commission fee proved sufficient.

Without a word, Qingyi boarded his ship, the hatch sealing shut behind him

with a gentle click.

His footsteps resounded along the spacious main corridor as he headed to the pilot's seat and settled in.

At once, the seat rotated.

The cockpit's shaded glass glowed to life, while below him, a control

panel rose up, a joystick like an airplane's thrusting up between his thighs.

He gripped the joystick firmly, igniting the colossal engines of

the Dragon's Pride; bluish flames erupted with a roar as Qi surged through every one.

Engine tremors rippled across the whole vessel, climbing via the seat into his very bones.

With that, he launched into the air.

The ship's pointed prow aimed skyward, and he punched the throttle.

Insane acceleration slammed his body back into the seat. Clouds amid the dark heavens rushed near, then shredded apart in just

one second.

It was swift. Damn swift.

Far quicker than that rented vessel from earlier.

Within under three seconds, Qingyi ascended to the upper orbit around the

Aurora planet.

"Ah..." He exhaled, his smile stretching broader and broader.

It felt... incredible.

Truly, possessing a wealthy father-in-law was utterly fantastic!