Read Novel Full Chapter 389 - I am Long Qingyi
Chapter 389: 389 - I am Long Qingyi
[Ruxue will explain everything...]
Qingyi sent a sound transmission to Qianyao, immediately sending her to the world of the mind.
Lingxue, who was watching the couple in surprise, couldn’t help but feel slightly shocked.
What kind of treasure was Qingyi using?
She could no longer feel the dragon girl’s presence, but she hadn’t felt her aura leave the place either.
"What’s the meaning of that, young man?" Lingxue stood up, but stopped the next moment.
Qingyi hesitated for a brief moment and then grabbed the handle of the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword.
An intense light engulfed the blade and a figure soon materialized beside him.
Despite the casual tone he had used before, Lingxue always kept her distance from any visitors.
That was natural. She didn’t attend them out of her own desire, but out of obligation, following the tradition of her people.
However, that distance shattered the moment her eyes landed on the figure next to Qingyi.
The matriarch’s face sank, as did her gaze and even her heart.
"L-Little Xue?" The matriarch called out, her voice trembling and her breathing labored.
She was an expert of the Astral Body Realm, having lived more than twice as long as even the oldest human cultivator of that level.
She should be above that kind of emotional reaction.
"Matriarch?"
Even so, when she heard that sweet, high-pitched, naive voice, she completely collapsed.
Lingxue abandoned her throne, throwing herself towards Xueyao and hugging her tightly.
"M-Matriarch..." Xueyao’s eyes immediately filled with tears as she felt Lingxue’s delicate, loving hands caress her long silver hair.
"I’ve missed you so much... I’ve been so lonely... If it hadn’t been for husband..." Xueyao sniffled, and tears began to fall from her eyes without stopping.
"I know, darling, it was all my fault... You didn’t deserve any of that," replied Lingxue, squeezing Xueyao even tighter.
Twenty thousand years of waiting.
Twenty thousand years of pain.
It was finally over; her Xueyao was back in her arms.
Lingxue let the little fox cry into her full bosom, turning her face slightly towards Qingyi, who was watching the scene with a look full of affection.
Xueyao’s tears were of happiness, not sadness. How could Qingyi not be happy too?
He had fulfilled his promise. It had all been worth it.
"Little Xue is our people’s most precious jewel..." Lingxue whispered, placing a kiss full of motherly love on the girl’s forehead.
"Will the matriarch promise never to send Xueyao away again?" Xueyao asked, raising her tear-streaked face.
"Yes, dear... I promise..." Lingxue replied, her voice a little less shaky than before.
She placed a hand on Xueyao’s face. A subtle greenish energy left her palm, flowing gently into the young woman.
At first, the voluptuous little fox was surprised, but soon began to calm down.
Her eyes slowly closed and, within moments, sleep overtook her.
Lingxue continued to stroke Xueyao’s hair for a long moment before finally focusing her eyes on Qingyi.
’My little Xue really seems to have found a worthy man...’ she thought.
"I noticed something about the women of the fox people while I was coming to this place," Qingyi said, after a moment’s hesitation.
"They were all tainted with demonic energy."
Lingxue was taken aback; her eyes studied Qingyi longingly as her Qi probed his body.
Not even the patriarch of the dragon people had been able to perceive it. How could Qingyi?
"Twenty thousand years ago, something happened..." Lingxue stood up, holding Xueyao a little tighter.
"We were ambushed by bloody demonic cultivators.
They targeted the men of our tribe, killed them all and then planted a demonic seed in the Tree of Life, the only remaining form of reproduction for our people..."
"A form that is only capable of giving birth to women..." Qingyi added, and Lingxue nodded.
"Some, like Grand Elder Lanyin, were poisoned directly during the battle, while others were already born contaminated with that cursed Qi."
"This was the curse of our people. It’s what decimated our numbers, the reason that forced us to send Xueyao to mortal heaven."
Lingxue pressed her hand against one of the tree’s huge roots, spreading her Qi over it.
In the next instant, a powerful demonic Qi attacked her energy, shattering it quickly and leaking out for a brief moment before ceasing.
The demon seed itself wasn’t particularly powerful, but there was one crucial problem: its Qi was like a poison, corrupting anyone who tried to destroy it.
Just breathing near it was dangerous.
Lingxue only didn’t suffer terrible internal damage there because the demon seed was at the top of the tree, a long way from where they were
"The Tree of Life is poisoned, we are poisoned... The only way to defeat it is-" Lingxue suddenly fell silent.
Why was she revealing so much to Qingyi?
He was her dear little Xue’s man, the one who had brought her from the mortal heaven and allowed them to meet again.
He was worthy, yet that wasn’t his problem.
He and Xueyao couldn’t stay there while their people collapsed and risk being poisoned too.
’So that’s the problem...’ Qingyi smiled.
He approached another tree root, touched it and circulated his Qi in that direction.
"No, stop!" Lingxue shuddered with terror, releasing her aura with full force in an attempt to push the young man away.
How could she face her beloved Xue if, when she woke up, her husband was dead?
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Demonic Qi leaked out, engulfing Qingyi’s body immediately.
Lingxue’s heart dropped, only to be filled with shock the next second.
Qingyi’s body was... actively sucking in that Qi?
No, he was suppressing the energy, he was destroying it!
The demonic poison didn’t even seem to affect him for an instant.
Even Lingxue, an expert of the Astral Body Realm, had to be extremely careful in the face of that corruption, but Qingyi treated it with total casualness.
Qingyi withdrew his hand, feeling his bloodline act, hunting down the evil energy and destroying it little by little.
[This demonic Qi originates directly from the Celestial Heaven, it’s not the same as those little fish from the Mortal Heaven].
A system message appeared for Qingyi, who just nodded coldly, taking a step towards Lingxue.
It was obvious that she hadn’t told him everything, not even the primary reason why they had been attacked, nor the clear reason why they had sent Xueyao away.
But that didn’t matter.
"I am Long Qingyi, the man chosen by Xueyao, heir to the power of a Dragon God of the Celestial Heaven.
May the heavens curse my name, may they tremble at my existence, but I promised to make her the happiest woman in the world, and I won’t break that promise."
[Qingyi, don’t defy the heavens like that, you idiot!] Ruxue’s voice echoed in his mind.
The whole space around them shook. The skies above the fox people’s capital immediately turned black.
Fortunately, the tribulation didn’t fall; soon, the clouds calmed down, ignoring the man’s offense.
"How powerful do I need to be to destroy this seed?"