The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 985 - Hurry

The return trip to the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance was uneventful.

Qingyi's women spent most of their time in the Mind World, where the environment was far better suited for Lingxi's growth.

In total, the journey took about twelve days—a little less than before. Qingyi now knew the route much better and didn't waste time on unnecessary detours.

At the end of those twelve days, the Black Diamond reappeared in the skies above the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance.

Its dark silhouette sliced through the clouds as it descended slowly, the deep hum of its engines rolling through the air like distant thunder.

Qingyi's wedding had been announced throughout the alliance, so many were eagerly awaiting his arrival.

Not only because of the weddings with Yuehan and Qianyao, of course, but also because of Lingxi's birthday.

"What do you think?" Qingyi asked the leader of the Cosmic Dawn Sect as they descended the ship's ramp.

He walked between the sect leader and Rouxi, with Lingxi nestled in his arms. The little girl tugged at the collar of his robe with her tiny hands, giggling every time the fabric slipped from her grip and fell back into place.

Right behind them came Ma Zhenwu, and a little further back, Chen Wei and his two wives. One of them carried a little girl in her arms, who looked around at everything with wide, curious eyes.

The sect leader's wife followed further behind, accompanied by Qianyao, Yuehan, and Rou'er.

The other girls were all still in the Mind World.

"It's absurd," the sect leader replied with a smile, staring at his own hands as if he didn't recognize them.

"The density of Qi out here must be at least a hundred times greater than that of the most powerful cultivation chamber in the entire sect."

"I'd say about two hundred." Qingyi smiled.

The difference was enormous, and inside the alliance's specialized cultivation chambers, it was even greater.

For someone from the Northern Region, being there was like leaving a remote slum abandoned by the gods and moving straight into the land of the gods themselves.

"Ah…" The sect leader nodded, the smile still on his lips. "I just hope I can leave without having to be dragged out by force. This place is too divine."

Qingyi said nothing, merely chuckling softly as he accompanied him to the Tianjin Palace, where Long Tianjin himself received them.

Needless to say, the sect leader was nearly moved to tears.

His hands trembled slightly as he bowed in greeting, and his voice came out higher-pitched than he would have liked.

It was surreal to be there, surrounded by so many powerful experts—figures he had, until then, known only through legends and stories told around a table over a half-empty jar of liquor.

After a brief meeting, a guide led the newcomers to the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance on a leisurely tour of the premises.

Meanwhile, Qingyi's wives left the Mind World one by one, each appearing in a soft glow beside him and exchanging a smile with him before walking away.

It was time to begin preparations for Lingxi's birthday.

Qianyao guided them, along with Grandmaster Feiyue, who was beaming with joy at having her daughter, Xue Hua, back.

At first, Feiyue had wanted to accompany Qingyi to the Northern Region. She had a very good relationship with the Divine Maiden Sect and wanted to see Mingzhu get married with her own eyes.

Unfortunately, with the war between the orthodox and demonic young talents ending the way it did, she had been swamped with work.

Only now, after clearing away the mountain of documents that had buried her desk, was she able to catch her breath a little.

So, it wasn't long before Qingyi and Tianjin were alone once again.

The two soon found a quiet spot to sit, an open balcony where the wind carried the fresh scent of the trees below and the distant murmur of the city.

They drank tea instead of the strong liquor they usually shared whenever they were together.

Steam rose slowly from the cups, dissipating into the warm late-afternoon air.

"Tired?" Tianjin asked with a gentle smile, studying Qingyi's face.

"A little," Qingyi replied honestly, twirling the cup between his fingers. "I spent a lot of time cultivating during the round trip. I must be very close to advancing to the second stage of the Cosmic Emperor Realm."

Of course, that cultivation time hadn't exactly been ideal. Much of it had been spent in the Northern Region, and inside the Black Diamond, Qingyi was never able to cultivate at full strength.

Still, the improvement in his cultivation was quite noticeable.

"Good." Tianjin nodded, setting his cup down on the table with a soft clink. "While you were away, the demons remained completely silent, but they're hard at work. The Hand of the Eternal Demon, the Heavenly Demon's flagship, was spotted heading out to replenish its Qi cores."

"And is that a problem?" Qingyi asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. Ships like that usually refuel only once every hundred or thousand years… The Hand of the Eternal Demon's last refueling was seventy years ago, and it hasn't engaged in any combat since then."

"The Heavenly Demon wants it at peak combat readiness, and fast…" Qingyi remarked with a low grunt, his hand tightening slightly around the cup.

Tianjin nodded. "Yes. Both his flagship and his entire fleet. So far, we've confirmed thirty large spaceships entering recharge mode… and they appear to be receiving weapon upgrades as well."

He paused, his gaze growing heavier.

"Furthermore, thousands of new training centers have been detected throughout the demonic world. Enough to train one hundred million new demonic warriors in just a few years."

"Hm… it seems I really do need to hurry." Qingyi sighed, anger smoldering beneath his calm voice, and took a sip of tea.

The hot liquid slid down his throat, but it did nothing to ease the heaviness in his chest.

"And what about that bear? Bai Hu Lie's ancestor. Have you met her yet?" Qingyi asked, remembering an important matter.