The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 988 Lingxi's Birthday

After much discussion, it was decided that Lingxi's birthday and Qingyi's wedding to Yuehan and Qianyao would be held a little differently.

Instead of two separate ceremonies, everything would take place on the same day.

It would be cheaper, of course, but that was never the reason. The reason was simple: time.

The wedding was very important socially, but in practice, it was nothing more than a waste of time for powerful factions that were already preparing for war.

None of them could afford to spend entire days on banquets and travels.

The girls loved Lingxi with all their hearts, and the little girl was happy just to be there, no matter what form the celebration took. So that was how it was decided.

The birthday party would take place at dusk. It would be a classic children's party, limited to a few high-ranking figures from the various sects, Qingyi's wives, and their friends.

In total, there would be about two hundred guests, many of them children. After all, it was a child's birthday party.

Three hours later, there would be a short break, and then the wedding would begin.

That ceremony would be much larger, with ten thousand guests and elites from all over the Celestial Heaven gathered to watch. Thus, everything would be completed in a single night, without wasting time on two separate celebrations.

Even Qingyi, who cultivated tirelessly, had to set his training aside for a short break.

At that moment, he was standing outside the main hall with Lingxi in his arms and a gentle smile on his face. Rouxi stood beside him, her posture impeccable.

The low sun cast a golden glow over the palace rooftops, and the lanterns hanging from the eaves swayed in the late-afternoon breeze.

The little girl, who was finally turning one year old, squirmed in her father's arms, clutching the collar of his clothes with her chubby little fingers.

"Hewooo!" Lingxi shouted, waving her little arm in the air.

The greeting was for the leader of the Divine Maiden Sect, Mingzhu's master.

The woman had made a hurried trip, and at that very moment, Mingzhu was guiding her along the stone path to the Central Palace.

Ma Zhenwu walked beside them, smiling radiantly and looking even a little younger than usual.

The Divine Maiden Sect Leader's face was marked by wrinkles of age, but her beauty remained undeniable. And, well, both of them were single.

Of course, she wasn't there looking for romance, though she found Ma Zhenwu's attempts quite amusing.

She hadn't been able to attend her beloved disciple's wedding to Qingyi. Setting aside her duties and traveling all the way to the distant Northern Region would have been too difficult.

Fortunately, since this celebration was taking place at the Tianjin Palace itself, everything was much simpler.

The moment she heard the excited squeal, she turned her head. Her deep green eyes rested on the little girl and her parents, two radiant figures standing side by side.

A gentle smile spread across her aged face. She brushed a strand of platinum-white hair from her eyes and approached Lingxi.

"Hello, little princess! So you're Lingxi? I've heard so much about you, fufufu~"

She gave a sweet laugh and planted a kiss on the girl's forehead.

Lingxi blushed all the way to her ears and hid her little face against her father's shoulder, though she kept peeking out with one eye.

Mingzhu stepped forward, smiling.

"Husband, Sister Rouxi, this is Lady Wanqing, my master."

Qingyi returned the smile.

"Greetings, Senior Wanqing. It's a pleasure to have you here..."

He bowed his head respectfully, keeping Lingxi secure in one arm. Rouxi accompanied the gesture with a discreet curtsy.

"Please, come in and take a seat up front. The ceremony will begin shortly."

Wanqing nodded gently, thanking him for his kindness.

Mingzhu gave her husband a quick kiss and hugged Lingxi tightly. Then she hurried after her master, who was already heading inside alongside Ma Zhenwu.

Soon, Qingyi was alone with Rouxi once more. The two of them greeted the guests as they filed past, one after another, answering each bow and each wish of happiness with a nod.

"Are you proud?" Qingyi asked, glancing sideways at Rouxi.

She looked stunning in her robes, her hand resting gracefully on his arm. The golden light of dusk made her even more beautiful.

"Yes…" She nodded, bringing her other hand to Lingxi's little face.

A white handkerchief appeared between her fingers. Rouxi wiped her daughter's chin—the girl had drooled a bit while making those adorable squeals—and Lingxi scrunched up her nose, shaking her head at the interruption.

Then Rouxi smoothed out the little black dress with golden dragons—a mini, feminine version of her father's outfit. Only then did she continue.

"Our daughter is destined for greatness… Don't you think?"

She smiled, stroking Lingxi's hair.

"I'm glad I found you… I'm glad we got past that indecent relationship and…"

Rouxi let the sentence trail off and looked into Qingyi's eyes, rising onto her tiptoes to reach his face.

"I'm glad to love you and our little princess."

The two kissed.

Obviously, it wasn't a long kiss. It was just a touch of their lips—the bare minimum needed to maintain decorum in such a conservative world.

Lingxi, squeezed between them, let out a soft grumble, as if complaining about being left out. Rouxi pulled back with a quiet laugh and tapped the tip of the girl's nose with one finger.

Then, with the little girl still in Qingyi's arms, they welcomed the last of the guests.

The birthday party went off without a hitch. Laughter and hurried footsteps echoed through the hall, mingling with the soft sound of music.

Before the cake, meat was served, and toys were set out for the many children who had come to the party.

They were noble children, many of them raised in grueling training with a single goal in mind: to become great warriors. Some of the little ones, out of sheer habit, were already wielding toy swords as if they were real weapons.

They planted their feet firmly on the ground and furrowed their brows, as if they were in a real duel.

Even so, Qingyi and Rouxi made a point of letting them play, because they wanted a birthday filled with laughter.

And so, the party continued peacefully.

The senior cultivators took the opportunity to hold their own private meetings, exchanging words and forging valuable connections.

Meanwhile, the younger ones had fun, and the time to cut the cake approached rapidly.