The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 390: 390 - Please...

Lingxue looked down at Xueyao, who was still asleep, her beautiful face sunk between the matriarch’s enormous, soft tits, using them as pillows.

Lingxue sighed.

Qingyi’s bloodline, whatever it was, possessed enough power to resist the poison of that demonic energy.

However, being able to resist the poison and having the strength to destroy the demonic seed were quite different things.

Lingxue could destroy the seed easily, with a single wave of her hands. The problem was that she didn’t have the power to resist the poison long enough to do so.

"At the moment, perhaps the seed is at the level of an early ancestral emperor. But it’s gaining strength, sucking more and more vitality from our tree of life...

It shouldn’t take more than a few decades for it to reach the realm of the astral body or, worse, for it to fully awaken."

"The reality..." Lingxue sat down. A wooden throne immediately appeared under her shapely ass, molding itself to her voluptuous body.

Her delicate hands brushed a lock of silver hair away from Xueyao’s face.

"Is that we’re already doomed. Even if you resist the poison, it’s impossible to reach the ancestral emperor realm that quickly," Lingxue concluded, looking back at Qingyi and studying his expression.

That young man had casually defied the heavens and, even now, remained completely calm.

Did he think that the ancestral emperor realm was easy to reach?

"Very well," Qingyi smiled after reflecting on his next step for a moment.

Lingxue unfortunately couldn’t give a clear estimate, but he knew he had at least ten years to reach the goal.

Anyone else would be desperate with such a short deadline. Even a thousand years would be an absurdly short deadline for most cultivators.

But Qingyi wasn’t worried. His Xueyao wouldn’t suffer with the loss again; he wouldn’t allow it.

In the end, there was nothing more to discuss.

Qingyi was resolute in his decision and for Lingxue, the most important thing was to spend what little time she had with her dear little Xue.

She wanted to abandon all anxiety, all questions and suspicions, if only for a brief moment.

She just wanted to see Xueyao smile, even if it was for the last time.

And that’s exactly what Lingxue did for the rest of the day.

When the little fox woke up, slightly confused, Lingxue left the stuffy chamber at the roots of the tree of life, taking Xueyao to the skies.

Unfortunately, they couldn’t leave that special fold since, in the current state of the fox people’s tree of life, Lingxue had to be constantly present to prevent it from collapsing.

Even so, they were able to do many things.

They flew through the sky, lay on the clouds and enjoyed countless treats prepared by Elize herself.

They were so delicious that they shocked even Lingxue, an ancient existence more than two hundred thousand years old.

And so time passed. One day, two days, three days, four days.

Lingxue even revealed her domain to Xueyao.

It was one of the most precious abilities of any cultivator of the ancestral emperor realm: the ability to completely envelop and govern a part of the world, a place where a cultivator could freely play with primordial laws...

Lingxue’s domain swallowed up hundreds of kilometers, millions of flowers sprouting from the ground and even from the trees, enveloping everything in a beautiful, fragrant landscape.

Unfortunately, it all had to come to an end and soon, Qingyi found himself back in that chamber inside the roots of the huge tree.

Xueyao, who had done nothing but smile over the last few days, now had watery eyes.

She threw herself into the matriarch’s arms. "When will I get to see the matriarch again?" Xueyao asked, looking up.

"Soon, honey... just stay with your husband and give him lots of puppies. I promise I’ll always be here for you," Lingxue lied, flashing a pained smile.

At least for her, it was a lie. How could she tell the truth to her dear little Xue, how could she say that she had already given up hope?

Lingxue didn’t have the strength.

She turned away from Xueyao and approached Qingyi.

"You brought my Xueyao back to me, young dragon... For that, I thank you eternally and give you this as my final gift," Lingxue spoke. Her voice was so low at the end that only Qingyi could hear.

Lingxue grabbed his shoulders, stood on tiptoe and pressed her lips against his.

Qingyi’s eyes widened briefly.

He felt the weight and soft embrace of that massive pair of tits pressed against his chest, like warm, round pillows, enveloping him in an endless sea of warmth.

His lips were taken by Lingxue’s, and a strange substance entered his mouth.

It was warm, thick and rich in Qi. Tasteless, but with a strangely pleasant texture, contrasting softly with the sweet taste of the matriarch’s plump, rosy lips.

It obviously wasn’t a kiss of desire, but Qingyi didn’t care and didn’t waste the chance.

His hands instinctively moved upwards, reaching for those huge mountains of pale, soft flesh, grasping their exposed tops.

His hands sank into a sea of endless softness, his fingers running down the pale, smooth, creamy skin, without a single flaw, feeling the squishy flesh spill between his fingers.

At that moment, Lingxue finally pulled back, hearing Xueyao’s excited, high-pitched voice.

"Oh... the matriarch is going to be hubby’s wife too? That’s even better! Then we won’t have to worry about being separated ever again!"

Lingxue couldn’t help blushing when she heard that, realizing what she had just done.

She had only wanted to give Qingyi a present, one of the most precious possessions she had, in the quickest way she knew how to pass it on.

But now, after two hundred and twenty thousand years of guarding herself, she had ’accidentally’ given him her first kiss.

Her thoughts were so clouded that she barely processed Qingyi’s grip on her breasts.

’Nghnn~~... my mind isn’t right...’ Lingxue repeated to herself, feeling a strange heat coursing through her private parts.

How on earth had she let herself become so vulnerable in front of a junior?

Lingxue had no face to answer Xueyao. She simply waved goodbye to the young couple before sighing in defeat.

Finally alone in that place, she walked to her throne.

Her enormous breasts rippled like a stormy ocean as she threw herself onto the wooden seat.

"Please... just protect my little Xue, don’t come back for me, nor for the fox people, only she matters, nothing else. If they find out she’s here again..."

Lingxue gritted her teeth, remembering that dark night when they were attacked.

How dare they want to sacrifice her dear little Xue?

If the lives of all the fox people weren’t on her back, Lingxue would have already gone and killed every last one of them.

Unfortunately, for the time being at least, she was totally trapped there