The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 421: 421 - Wedding (01)

Qingyi remained at the center of the altar beside David.

His ears were briefly filled with the excited whispers of his wives before he refocused on the guests who were arriving little by little.

Soon, David left the altar to greet people, while Qingyi sat down with his other wives.

There were still many hours to go before the ceremony actually began, so he had plenty of free time.

The venue slowly began to fill as more noble families arrived. Some cast envious glances at Qingyi. Others, such as the bishop of the capital, seemed enraged by the disrespect shown by both Qingyi and the royal family.

Not only had Qingyi sinned, but the royal family itself had completely disregarded the bishop.

They had even summoned a priest from a remote city to perform the wedding.

For the past fifty years, he had been responsible for marrying the nobles of the capital.

Who did David think he was to change that?

In the end, the bishop could only swallow his bitterness, sitting in the back and grumbling with anger.

He had only attended because being at the side of the royal family was one of his duties, assigned by his superior on the day he took the position.

Naturally, everyone ignored him.

Although they were faithful followers of Auranys, the kingdom of Valemont was on the opposite side of the continent. It was a forgotten place, far from the influence of the divine kingdom of Auranys.

Qingyi, meanwhile, was being pampered by his wives, receiving treats in his mouth and eating leisurely.

The food wasn’t as good as Elize’s, but it was still pretty decent.

"I have to go now..." he said, his eyes opening slightly.

All the guests had already arrived.

He didn’t really care about the judgmental looks. He just got up and walked to the large marble platform, standing face to face with the priest.

Normally, he should kneel and ask for Auranys’ blessing, but he didn’t.

He remained standing, his head held high proudly.

He would not kneel before anyone he did not deem worthy.

The priest was not happy about this, but what could he do?

Qingyi was a foreigner who did not follow his goddess, and he was powerful enough to crush everyone there.

There was little the priest could do against someone like that.

Qingyi just stood there, turning gently to face the guests. David came up beside him, revealing a big smile.

"Today, I am happy to announce, once again, that my little Isabel is back. But not only that. She has found a man of power and honor to call her husband.

A man who saved our family and the entire kingdom from ruin. A man who killed a powerful Orc warlord and a pig who betrayed humanity."

David paused briefly.

"And for that, I am proud to marry my daughter to this man, Long Qingyi, today."

The moment David’s voice fell silent, the ceremony began. Soft, gentle music began to play as the band started their work.

The large double doors, which had been firmly closed after the guests arrived, suddenly opened. From there, two figures emerged, holding hands.

One of them was Queen Sofia, calm and elegant as always. The other was Isabel.

The dark-skinned beauty was more beautiful than ever. Her curves were covered by a graceful, long white dress, and her white hair was elegantly pinned up.

A pure, thin veil fell over her face, gently covering her delicate features.

She placed her other hand in front of her belly, holding a faint bouquet of flowers in front of her waist, so thin and slender that it looked like it was about to break under the weight of her huge breasts.

Slowly, she walked toward Qingyi, climbing the altar. Finally, she let go of Sofia’s hand, standing alone with Qingyi and the priest.

"Hubby looks very good in those clothes... you should wear more black," Isabel whispered, her eyes scanning Qingyi’s robes.

It was beautiful, noble, and elegant.

The fabric, black as night, clung to his powerful muscles, creating a protective V-shape. A long skirt fell over his pants, covered with patterns of golden dragons, each carefully handcrafted by Meilin herself; powerful and perfect.

Qingyi just smiled at those words.

He also liked those clothes, and honestly, he should have abandoned the teachings of his former master long ago.

That old man brought him nothing but negative feelings.

Crossing his arms with Isabel’s, Qingyi turned to the priest, whose face sank a little further.

Wouldn’t even Isabel kneel to ask for Auranys’ blessing?

What the hell was wrong with this generation of young people?

’I’ll bow down to her if she’s willing to become my hubby’s wife, hehehe~~,’ Isabel smiled to herself.

She had already talked with Qingyi about Aurany. She knew well that the goddess did not like her husband very much and had even tried to curse him.

She did not know how Qingyi knew these things, but she would not doubt his words.

Sighing, the priest began the ceremony.

"We are gathered here today for the union of Long Qingyi and Isabel Valemont." He pointed upward.

Behind him was a golden statue of what was supposed to be Auranys, or at least the mortal conception of her.

From his pointing finger, golden Qi flowed to the statue, causing it to be taken over by an intense glow.

"And by the power vested in me by His Holiness, the Bishop of Arca Cathedral, I bestow upon you the blessing of Auranys. May she protect you, may your life be long, and may your love be eternal," the priest said, turning to Qingyi.

"Long Qingyi, do you promise to love and protect Isabel Valemont for eternity?

"Yes."

The priest nodded, turning to Isabel.

"Isabel Valemont, do you promise to serve and love Long Qingyi for eternity?

"I do," Isabel replied, blushing as she turned to Qingyi.

The handsome young man’s hands reached for her veil. Slowly, he lifted it, revealing Isabel’s beautiful face.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he kissed her.

His lips met her full, pink, luscious lips as he felt the weight of those huge breasts pressed against his chest.