The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 957 - The truth

Qingyi sighed, pushing those thoughts aside as he made his way to the command center of the Orthodox Forces aboard the Celestial Spear.

With most people busy overseeing the boarding of the young geniuses, the place was practically empty.

Only a single figure stood before the large observation window, his golden eyes fixed on the horizon.

It was Long Tianjin, his expression serene and his hands clasped behind his back.

He turned his head slowly upon sensing Qingyi's presence and smiled.

"How is my daughter?" he asked.

"Qianyao is fine... taking care of Lingxi with Rouxi," Qingyi replied, walking over to stand beside him.

"Good." Tianjin let out a sigh. "Leave your sword with Yuehan. You don't know the methods of the Heavenly Demon, but he might have a way to reach you through it. Yuehan will be by my side, and he won't dare come near me, not with the—"

"He will dare," Qingyi interrupted.

Tianjin raised an eyebrow but said nothing, waiting.

What Qingyi had heard from the Primordial Star of Creation wasn't something to be spoken of lightly.

Still, leaving Tianjin unprepared for something of that magnitude would be foolish.

So he told him. In a low voice, choosing his words carefully.

Tianjin was very knowledgeable, but his information about the figures from the prehistory of the Celestial Heaven, such as the Great Creator and his two sons, was vague and sparse.

The more he listened, the more shock spread across his face. That shock soon turned to rage, and the veins in his temple began to bulge.

"So that's why that pig was so confident!" he growled. "Does he really believe that accepting some profane power will be enough to escape my blade?"

Tianjin's aura faltered for an instant.

It was just a sliver of it, but Qingyi choked on the pressure. His knees trembled, and the air rushed out of his lungs as if he'd been punched in the chest.

It felt like ten thousand stars had come crashing down on his back all at once.

Tianjin noticed and pulled himself together, taking a deep breath. The pressure vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

Qingyi straightened his back and swallowed hard before speaking.

"Do you think he might attack us during the war if he sees he's going to lose?"

"No... I've exchanged blows with him enough to know him well. He's arrogant and full of schemes, but generally, he doesn't like to back down on these official matters."

Tianjin looked back toward the horizon, his golden eyes narrowing.

"He'll likely use this to try to gauge our strength. You'll need to be careful."

Qingyi naturally couldn't question those words.

He fixed his gaze on the same distant point Tianjin was staring at, forcing his shoulders to relax.

"I have little time to advance to the Celestial Emperor Realm," Qingyi remarked.

"As soon as this war ends, I'll advance to the Cosmic Emperor Realm and begin preparing for the next advancement right away."

He paused, his voice firm.

"In two years, I want to reach the Celestial Emperor Realm. At that level, I'll no longer fear him."

If it were anyone else, Tianjin would have dismissed those words as a joke.

From the peak of the Star Sovereign Realm to the Celestial Emperor Realm in two years? That was simply too absurd!

Still, knowing Qingyi's achievements, he didn't question it.

It had taken the young man only six years to break through two heavens, reach the Celestial Heaven.

"All the resources you need will be provided," Tianjin declared, giving Qingyi a firm pat on the shoulder.

"Now go rest. Your aura is still a bit unstable since your last breakthrough. You must be at the peak of your form for the war."

Qingyi nodded and, shortly afterward, left the command center and returned to his room.

Rou'er was alone, lying face-down on his bed, swinging her legs in the air and staring at the silver wall with a bored expression.

"Where's Mingzhu?" Qingyi asked as he entered, walking with light steps toward his petite, slender wife.

"Hm~~" Rou'er stretched like a kitten, a soft moan escaping her pink lips as her delicate back arched and her short skirt rode up along her plump squishy thighs.

"She went to meet with the people from her sect... she's going to be the lead disciple of the Divine Maiden Sect's ten thousand envoys, so she needs to organize them carefully."

She rolled over onto her back, propping her head up with her hands.

"I asked her to come here soon, to have a meal prepared by Big Sis Elize. She confirmed she'll be coming."

"Good girl." Qingyi smiled, sitting down beside her on the bed.

The petite beauty didn't hesitate for even a second. She sprang to her feet and scurried around to stand in front of Qingyi, then dropped to her knees on the soft rug, her eyes sparkling.

"Hm... hubby~~ fufufu~, it's been so long since you've fed me." Rou'er spoke in a high-pitched, mischievous voice, her small hands already fumbling with the buttons on his pants.

As she settled onto her knees, her short pink skirt rode up, revealing her round, pale buttocks.

They rested on her own heels, which sank into that plump, soft flesh, the pale cheeks spreading and bulging gently around them.

She unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down, the tip of her tongue peeking out from between her lips in pure concentration.

It didn't take much for Rou'er to make Qingyi's cock harden.

The member was already at full strength, bursting from his clothes like a dragon freed from its cage and nearly hitting her in the face.

Pale and far too thick for Rou'er's small hands to encircle, it landed heavily across her face with a soft smack.

The base rested on her chin, the shaft covered her nose, and the tip brushed against her pink hair.

"Hm... fufufu~" She chuckled to herself, taking a deep breath of the masculine scent before sticking out her tongue.

Slowly, her small, pink tongue slid along the length of Qingyi's cock, from the base to the tip, leaving behind an obscene, glistening trail of saliva.

When she reached the head, she didn't hesitate. She opened her mouth wide and let it slide inside.

Her cheeks caved in around its thickness, and her throat took it all without a hint of a gag reflex, the shaft sinking down that tight, hot, drenched passage that already knew it so well.

"Watch your teeth," Qingyi said, stroking Rou'er's short, pink hair.

She nodded with her eyes, a mischievous gleam in them, her tongue flattened and pressed against the underside of his cock.

Her lips finally touched his groin, her nose pressing flat against his skin.

On her delicate neck, the outline of the pale, thick member could be seen clearly, stretching the thin skin and filling it completely.

Wet, muffled sounds escaped her as she slowly pulled back, revealing the shaft drenched in saliva, thick, pearly strands clinging to her chin and swollen lips.

Grasping the base with both hands, Rou'er found her rhythm.

Her head bobbed back and forth, saliva running down her chin in long strands and dripping onto her small, round breasts. They quivered with each thrust, the little mounds giving a short, tight bounce every time her face hit his groin, her hard nipples poking through the thin, soaked fabric.

One of Qingyi's powerful hands landed on her head, caressing her pink hair for a brief moment before clenching tightly among the strands.

Rou'er's eyes widened.

With an excited expression, she sucked even more voraciously, her cheeks hollowed out, determined to give her husband the best deep throat of his life.

The pressure on Qingyi's cock increased with every passing second, Rou'er's mouth milking him mercilessly, her throat contracting around him like a warm, wet fist.

He was already reaching his limit and soon could hold back no longer.

His hips lurched forward in a sudden thrust as he yanked Rou'er against his groin, her face smashing into his skin.

With his member buried all the way to the base, he came.

The hot, thick, viscous semen poured directly into Rou'er's esophagus, an inhuman amount of cum flooding her in heavy spurts and flowing straight down into her stomach.

She took it all without hesitation, not daring to pull away, for that would lead to waste.

Only after feeling her stomach heavy and full of cum did she give Qingyi's thigh a gentle pat.

He released her hair, and his cock—a mess of cum and saliva—slipped from Rou'er's lips with a wet, obscene pop.

A thick, white strand connected the tip of his cock to her mouth for a moment before snapping and dripping down her chin.

She fell back onto the rug, panting, her legs spread wide. Her plump, soaking-wet pussy was on full display, the fleshy lips glistening and puffy, her inner thighs slick with the juices of her own arousal.

"Nghnn~~ so much... my husband never disappoints, fufufu~..." She ran her tongue over her lips, wiping away the remaining cum, then spread her legs even wider and pulled her skirt up to her waist. "Now in my womb—come on, fill it all with cum!"

Rou'er didn't give Qingyi a moment's respite; she was already ready for round two.

And so the two of them fucked, the room filling with high-pitched moans and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. They didn't stop until they heard the deep roar of the Celestial Spear's engines starting up and felt the floor vibrating beneath them.

Boarding was complete, and it was time to depart.