The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 903 - It's been a long journey, hasn't it?

Qingyi thrust his hips against that plump, tanned, perfect ass, the muffled slap of skin against skin echoing through the room.

The plump buttocks molded around the curve of his hips, absorbing the impact with a heavy shudder.

He savored the incomparable squeeze of that puffy pussy, the pale, plump lips of her vulva parting obscenely around the base of his cock, contrasting sharply against the tanned skin around them, still tracing the faint pale lines left behind by an imaginary pair of panties.

Her inner walls clenched around his shaft tight, milking every swollen vein, drawing him deeper with each greedy pulse.

Against his own hips, the silky, creamy softness of her skin melted into a delicious, feverish heat that swallowed him whole.

He reveled in the sweet moans spilling from her throat as she crested her peak, and with one final brutal thrust, he finally let himself go.

The first thick gush of cum flooded Feiyan's womb. Her eyes flew wide in shock as a violent orgasm crashed through her mind, sweeping away every coherent thought.

She trembled from head to toe, feeling each hot, thick jet erupt inside her, flooding her pussy with pulsing, searing warmth.

Qingyi let himself fall backward onto the soft couch, his cock still buried to the hilt inside that throbbing, greedy pussy.

His back sank into the cushions as he pulled Feiyan down along with him. Her back pressed against her husband's powerful chest, her smaller frame molding perfectly against his own.

The sweet scent of her hair filled his nostrils as his hands roamed over her curvaceous body, sliding up her wide hips, tracing the elegant curve of her waist, until they finally cupped those perfect, tanned breasts.

He squeezed firmly, his fingers sinking deep into that soft, full flesh.

The warm, pliant weight of her breasts spilled between his fingers, swelling and reshaping beneath his grip, her nipples stiffening against his palms as a trembling sigh escaped her lips.

"Satisfied?" he whispered into Feiyan's ear, his warm breath brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck.

She nodded slowly, letting her eyelids fall shut for a long moment.

"It's been a long journey, hasn't it? And so fast…" Feiyan sighed, a touch of melancholy escaping along with her words.

She was already approaching thirty, still practically a newborn compared to the life expectancy of the Realm of Cosmic Origin—her current cultivation level.

Sometimes she found herself wondering what her life would have been like if she hadn't followed Qingyi, if she hadn't set aside her own greed for the sake of the feelings she harbored for him.

She would have become a mediocre, ordinary woman.

She would have reached the Foundation Establishment Realm and nothing beyond that, and only with a great deal of luck—or perhaps some rare whim of fate—would she have reached the Golden Core Realm.

She would have lived a hundred and fifty years, perhaps, and died of old age, mired in the most complete mediocrity.

Fortunately, there she was now, six years after beginning her journey alongside Qingyi.

She was the wife of one of the most respected beings in all of the Celestial Heaven, and through his eyes she had beheld countless worlds and landscapes that, not long ago, had been nothing more than distant dreams in her imagination.

A single pill produced by her own hands could be sold for such absurd riches that they would be enough to buy entire Mortal Heavens.

Her power was so colossal that not even one-thousandth of one-thousandth of it would be enough to wipe out the great, wealthy families she had once envied back in the Mortal Heavens.

She was no longer just any commoner.

"Have you ever wondered where we'll be a thousand years from now?" Feiyan murmured, letting her hands glide over Qingyi's, which still rested warmly atop her breasts.

"Sometimes." Qingyi nodded, his gaze drifting off for a moment. "I have to find a way to get to Earth, my home planet. To find my parents, my brothers, and my little sister… She must be all grown up by now, maybe off to college."

"Oh… what's a college? Is it like the sects?" Feiyan turned her face toward him, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Well… sort of, but not as violent, and only with mortals."

"That sounds tedious."

"It had its fun moments, but yeah, it was mostly tedious."

"My older brothers always said I was the smartest in the family, that I should strive to become a doctor and lift us all out of poverty… They were greedy, wicked sons of bitches, but at least they invested heavily in my education."

And so, Qingyi kept talking with Feiyan.

They talked about many things.

About daily life on Earth, Qingyi's parents and siblings, the most delicious foods available there, and, of course, his favorite video games.

They also talked a lot about Feiyan's life.

About her parents, her siblings.

They didn't dwell on the subject for long, however, since those memories still hurt her.

After a few more minutes, their bodies finally separated. Qingyi's cock slid out of that soaking-wet pussy with a wet, obscene sound, a thick white trail dripping lazily down Feiyan's tanned thighs.

They cleaned up, got dressed, and then left the Alchemy Hall.

Qingyi sent out a small pulse of Qi, sensing that all his wives were at the back of the temple, where the various hot springs were located.

He went straight there with Feiyan, his eyes feasting on the sight of his many wives bathing.

Even Yuehan and Huoyue were there, both blushing furiously and sinking their bodies deeper into the water the very moment they spotted him.

Lingxi sat perched on her mother's lap, a little toy boat clutched in one of her tiny hands as she played cheerfully.

"You shameless husband… you could at least have used a sound-suppression array first, couldn't you?" Ruxue complained the moment she spotted him, planting her hands on her hips.

"Yea! Shameis Dadda!" Lingxi shouted, gently patting the water in Qingyi's direction.

She had no idea why Ruxue was complaining, or what her daddy had done wrong, but she wanted to join in anyway.

Qingyi let out a laugh, shaking his head as he knelt down at the edge of the lake.

"You silly little cutie, once Daddy finishes taking care of some important things, I'll take you to buy some swimsuits, okay?" he said, gently stroking Lingxi's wet hair.

Of course, Meilin could easily create clothes infinitely superior to those in any store in the Celestial Heaven, but Qingyi still wanted to take a look around the big cities a bit with his daughter, letting her be enchanted by new and beautiful things.