The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 699 - The banquet (01)

Qīngyī spent the rest of the afternoon intimately involved with Khaedryss, his hips moving against the plush curves of her dark skin in a steady, unyielding cadence. He continued to fill her with his essence repeatedly until dusk painted the sky, leaving load after load within her moist core.

It wasn't until the fading amber hues of twilight surrendered to the deep embrace of night that he gently carried the ebony-skinned beauty back toward the temple sanctuary.

Her breasts, still full, continued to secrete milk in a constant flow, warm rivulets cascading down her gleaming abdomen. Her entire form glistened, coated in the thick sheen of his seminal fluid.

Regrettably, he could not linger any longer and soon departed.

After meticulously cleansing himself and donning fresh attire, he stepped out of his chambers.

Directly across the corridor, his adoptive mother, Róuxī, awaited him. A subtle blush graced her cheeks, and her arms were folded just below the generous contours of her bosom, a posture that pushed those magnificent mounds upward into an alluring display of soft, yielding flesh.

Qīngyī halted abruptly upon witnessing her.

Had she been standing there for an extended period, anticipating his emergence?

"Greetings, Adoptive Mother," he offered with a respectful bow.

As he inclined his head, Róuxī advanced a step, bringing his bowed face directly into the comforting warmth of her chest.

The tender flesh yielded around his cheek, enveloping him within the intimate space of her cleavage.

She seemed unperturbed by the closeness. Her hands moved to cup his shoulders, drawing him infinitesimally nearer, allowing his face to sink further into that wonderful softness.

"There's no need for such formality, my dear. Are you prepared for this evening's banquet?"

A smile graced her lips as she gestured for Qīngyī to stand upright.

Her gaze was filled with affection as she looked upon the handsome features of the man she had adopted, her fingers gently smoothing the fabric of his robes.

Rising onto her tiptoes to reach him, her substantial breasts pressed warmly against his torso as she bestowed a soft, tender kiss upon his cheek.

Despite their recent acquaintance, she embraced him with the unconditional warmth of a birth mother.

'Ah… Forgive me, Miss Róuxī, but I vow to soon provide you with a child truly of your own,' he thought.

Qīngyī experienced a pang of guilt, harboring such intense desires for a woman whose affection for him was so pure.

Yet, it would be alright.

If her deepest wish was to bear a child, he would fulfill that desire at the earliest opportunity.

"Shall we?"

Róuxī smiled and, with a graceful turn, took the lead. She offered Qīngyī a captivating view of her swaying hips and the delightful bounce of her perfect posterior with each step, her gait sending resonant undulations through those ample curves.

Gazing at her for another fleeting moment, a smile touched his lips.

"Adoptive Mother, you look exceptionally beautiful today."

He moved forward, extending his arm to her.

Róuxī's cheeks flushed, a brief flicker of bewilderment crossing her features before dawning comprehension blossomed into a radiant smile.

Taking his arm, she drew him close, nestling him firmly against her bosom. Her immense, warm, soft breasts parted around his bicep before closing in again, enveloping his arm in a secure embrace of silken skin.

A smile she couldn't contain bloomed upon her face.

She felt as though she were escorting her son to his own nuptials.

In truth, that was precisely her role.

The pair soon accelerated their pace, and in mere moments, they traversed the sky at astonishing speeds, arriving before the Sect Leader's grand palace.

The palace, as always, exuded magnificent beauty, bathed in the ethereal glow of brilliant golden luminescence. Tonight, however, the main hall, typically serene and unoccupied, thrummed with vibrant energy, hundreds of esteemed guests filling the expanse with a low murmur of conversation and gentle laughter.

Given that the banquet was slated to feature impressive duels between inner and even central disciples, the two were promptly guided in a different direction. Numerous tables, already generously adorned with the most exquisite culinary delights, encircled a vast arena at the heart of the gathering. This occasion promised a day of both martial prowess and delightful festivity.

Walking beside Róuxī, Qīngyī was met with an animated wave from the pink-haired beauty and soon found himself seated between the two women.

His adoptive mother held his arm on one side, while his intended bride remained by his side, clinging to him like an affectionate kitten.

***

As the banquet reached its lively crescendo, within Guo Tiānhào's private chambers in the Celestial Fairy Pavilion, a figure materialized from the deepening shadows.

It was one of Tiānhào's most devoted retainers, a sycophant who subsisted entirely on the Guo family's considerable fortune.

"What is it you want?" Guo Tiānhào inquired, his tone laced with irritation.

He was drinking alone within his pavilion, his eyes alight with simmering rage as he sought solace in copious amounts of alcohol.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Tiānhào. I've just received some pertinent news and wished to relay it to you without delay."

The subordinate executed a deep bow, earning an impatient scowl from Guo Tiānhào.

"My time is limited. Be concise."

"Well... you must undoubtedly be aware that that scoundrel, Long Qingyi, has now been officially adopted by Rouxi. Current reports confirm he will be attending a banquet with her at the Sect Leader's residence today. You are also scheduled to attend this event, correct?"

"Why would I subject myself to such a gathering? I find no interest in the affairs of those insignificant beings."

"It is said... today she intends to finalize the marriage contract between Long Qingyi and Rou'er."

Guo Tianhao's gaze sharpened instantly, a potent murderous intent radiating from him.

The subordinate, after a nervous gulp, retrieved an object from his robes: a dark pill adorned with crimson markings that appeared to throb faintly in the pavilion's subdued illumination.

"This pill is designed to be undetectable, concealing its demonic essence while simultaneously unleashing a surge of your power. I was entrusted with it by one of your father's own men, who specifically instructed me to deliver it to you."

Tianhao accepted the pill without a second thought, examining it with a deeply contemplative expression.

A subtle circulation of his Qi was sufficient to clear the haze of alcohol from his mind, and his eyes hardened, becoming as sharp as tempered steel.

Today, Qingyi's end was assured.

He vowed to bring it about through a righteous trial by combat, adhering strictly to the honored customs of the Sect!

And should Qingyi dare to decline this challenge, may eternal ignominy befall his lineage!