The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 347: 347 - The power of an Ancestral emperor.

"Shit..." Qingyi raised his arms, defending himself from a powerful punch.

His body was catapulted backwards, hitting a stone wall with a thud, opening a huge crater.

The water from the waterfall above fell on his head, soaking his hair and his powerful shirtless body, covered in bruises.

Circulating his Qi, Qingyi erased all the bruises in a single moment, focusing on the figure in front of him.

"Come, show your father-in-law the power of a dragon!" Tai’Ren laughed.

Even if he was only using a fraction of his strength, he was happy to see that Qingyi could withstand his blows.

Gritting his teeth, Qingyi lunged forward, throwing a powerful punch towards Tai’Ren.

His fist hit the powerful cat-man’s, creating a shockwave that swept the water beneath them. Their eyes met, full of ferocity.

"Strength is good, but it needs more control," Tai’Ren declared, pushing Qingyi back.

Sighing, the handsome young man just watched his opponent. Tai’Ren’s body was absolutely massive, probably over one hundred and twenty kilos of pure muscle.

But for a cultivator of that level, it hardly mattered.

Focusing his now improved draconic eyes, Qingyi could see the Qi that flowed through Tai’Ren; a powerful greenish Qi, with a density so great that he could barely differentiate one strand of Qi from another.

They had been training for just over five hours.

For now, Tai’Ren concentrated only on unarmed duels, slowly adjusting Qingyi’s posture and Qi flow, teaching the young man everything he had learned in more than ten thousand years of war and blood.

"Do you know what astral energy is?" Tai’Ren asked, throwing another punch that passed inches from Qingyi’s face.

"I’ve heard of it."

"Good," Tai’Ren stopped his attacks.

"Then you should know that only by mastering astral energy will you be able to enter the realm of the astral body, where you will finally have the chance to ascend to the celestial heavens."

Tai’Ren raised a single finger. A small translucent blue sphere, almost invisible to the naked eye, appeared just above him.

This sphere glowed with a type of energy that Qingyi had only seen on two occasions in his entire life.

Firstly, whenever he retrieved fragments of the heaven-defying thunder sword and now, when his draconic eyes were rebuilt for the last time.

"This is astral Qi, an incomplete representation of it, since I haven’t mastered it completely yet.

I’m showing you this because one day you’ll have to deal with this type of Qi and also because I’ve just realized something: the Qi exhaled by your ocular ability is identical to astral Qi."

"I understand, father-in-law..." Qingyi replied thoughtfully. If it was so easy to detect, he’d probably do better with his eyes hidden.

"There’s no need to worry. I was only able to detect it because I have a special artifact. It shouldn’t give you too much trouble," Tai’Ren smiled, noticing the expression on Qingyi’s face.

"Now, let’s get back to training." Tai’Ren raised his fist, taking a defensive stance.

Nodding his head, Qingyi advanced, unleashing a flurry of powerful, fast attacks.

The pond where they were fighting was filled with shockwaves, which became even stronger as they both began to use Qi and weapons.

The air seemed to boil with the power of each blow exchanged. Dozens of thunderous swords appeared on Qingyi’s back, flying towards Tai’Ren at terrifying speed.

The patriarch of the cat people only defended himself. Even the explosions caused nothing more than a slight flutter in his hair, his claws gripping one ethereal thunder sword after another.

Even the Art of the Nine Spears of Celestial Fire had almost no effect on Tai’Ren. The ninth spear completely swept through the pond and everything within a radius of hundreds of meters, completely depleting Qingyi’s Qi.

When the flames that engulfed everything ceased, revealing Tai’Ren’s intact figure, Qingyi only smiled bitterly.

"I’m really no match for father-in-law," he said, looking at his own hands.

It was strange. He was just fighting in a relaxed manner, using his power to the maximum and occasionally receiving a hint or two from Tai’Ren.

Yet his comprehension had exploded, his control over his abilities and his own Qi rising rapidly.

And that was just a single day’s training. High-level experts were truly incredible.

"Don’t feel discouraged, young man. With your talent, it’s only a matter of time before you catch up with me. In the end, the heavens have blessed the younger generation to always be more powerful than the previous one."

Tai’Ren slapped Qingyi hard on the back and stretched.

"Now, let’s go back. Your lesson is over." Tai’Ren turned around, but before he left, he was stopped by Qingyi’s voice.

"Father-in-law, could you show me your full power?"

Tai’Ren paused, thinking for a brief moment. It was natural for young people to be curious about such things, especially the talented ones who might one day reach that level of power.

"Well... I guess I can show off a bit for my new son-in-law." Tai’Ren smiled, retracting his fists.

The next moment, a powerful wooden Qi took over his body, spreading throughout the forest.

Qingyi could barely breathe.

Even with Tai’Ren controlling the Qi falling on him, it was as if his body was being crushed by a mountain.

"Watch." Tai’Ren punched and, in the next moment, the world in front of him opened up.

The ground ripped open and the trees were torn up by the roots before being shredded to dust.

One kilometer, two kilometers, five kilometers, ten kilometers... Tai’Ren’s attack continued to travel until it finally hit a mountain more than thirty kilometers away.

A colossal bang reached Qingyi’s ears as a sea of dust took everything in front of it.

Smaller but still thunderous noises of rocks sliding against rocks followed. The tremors from that attack spread for hundreds of kilometers.

When the dust subsided, it revealed a huge crack more than a hundred meters deep and the width of an American soccer field, stretching for kilometers until it hit a mountain, splitting it in two.

"Shit..." Qingyi swallowed.

He had known, since his first trip with Meilin, that those in the realm of the astral body were capable of making entire continents tremble with their battles.

But knowing and feeling fluctuations from a distance was very different from seeing them with his own eyes.

’My current power is at the peak of the fake immortal realm... not that far from Tai’Ren’s cultivation realm. Only... how big is the leap in power from the realms above the True Immortal?’

"Don’t be frightened. This is my most powerful technique, developed over ten thousand years of cultivation. Let’s go home now. Linyue has caught some good prey and the cooks should be roasting it by now!"

Tai’Ren laughed loudly before leaving with Qingyi.