The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 490: 490 - I hope I don’t have to kill him...

[Your cultivation has increased! First stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm -> Second stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm]

[Your mana manipulation level has increased! Ninth ring -> Tenth ring]

Qingyi’s lips parted in a long, tired groan as he stood up, stretching his body.

He clenched his fists, feeling a potent mixture of Qi and Mana invading his meridians. It took only a single second for him to be fully recovered again.

"I think that’s enough..." Qingyi muttered, testing his own power.

With quick steps, he left the cultivation room where he had isolated himself in the temple. Immediately, he came face to face with the anxious figures of Seraphine and Elize.

Knowing that he was about to contact their father right now, without a doubt, made them much more anxious than just knowing that he would do so at some distant point in the future.

"Don’t you dare hurt yourself too much, okay?" Elize whispered, throwing herself into Qingyi’s arms.

"I won’t, don’t worry." He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her lips and feeling the weight of those huge tits against his chest.

Soon after, he raised his gaze to face Seraphine, also pulling her into his arms and planting a kiss on her lips.

"Should we go?" she asked, her voice clearly reluctant.

She just wanted to stay there until the last of the stars in the sky died, enjoying the company of her sister and, of course, Qingyi’s other wives.

But in the end, she knew she couldn’t, not yet.

She felt Qingyi’s touch tighten a little more, and with a quick movement, the two disappeared, reappearing at her mansion.

The house had been empty for weeks, time she had spent doing nothing but being fucked by Qingyi and relaxing with her sister.

Still, the place was perfect.

Not even a single speck of dust dirtied its floors, and not a single tree leaf seemed to have fallen across the endless concrete paths of its garden.

Qingyi felt a little strange when he noticed this. Seraphine, on the other hand, barely paid any attention to it.

"I’ll call Viola and my servants. You can stay here if you want," she said, heading inside her mansion and leaving Qingyi alone in the garden.

"Ah..." The handsome young man took a deep breath, sitting down on a stone bench and closing his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had taken a few minutes just to meditate and decide on his next steps.

Unfortunately, his meditation did not last long, and suddenly, his body stiffened.

His eyes widened, and every fiber of his being screamed in alarm, ordering him to move.

His body was swallowed by a spatial fold, and the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword cut through the air, tearing everything in front of it.

"Oh... Apparently, you really accepted my proposal without even realizing it, huh? Hahahaha!" A laugh echoed, and the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword stopped abruptly between the two fingers of an expert.

It was Lucios. His eyes were filled with amusement as he lightly pressed his fingers against the blade of Qingyi’s sword.

He couldn’t hide his surprise when he realized that no matter how much power he put into it, nothing happened.

Not even a single sign of material fatigue appeared on the blade.

Lucios hastily retracted his finger, hiding his embarrassed face.

What the hell was that sword that brat was using? He wanted to break it and use that as an excuse to shower him with gifts.

"Cough... Cough..." Lucios coughed, pretending to clear his throat.

"Come, young man, sit beside me, let’s have a little chat!" He smiled, patting the empty space on the bench.

Qingyi naturally hesitated at that request, watching the old man in golden armor in front of him with suspicion.

He remembered when he was in a carriage with Meilin, watching reality itself being cut through an entire continent because of a friendly duel between experts from the Astral Body Realm.

Lucios was one of these experts, his power capable of affecting an entire continent.

Even if Qingyi could wreak destruction hundreds of kilometers around him if he used his maximum power, it was still incomparable to Lucios.

In the end, what else could he do but sit next to the old man?

"So, when do you plan to have the wedding?" Lucios asked.

He took a small metal flask from his space ring along with two small cups, pouring a little for himself and Qingyi as well.

The moment he smelled the strong aroma of that drink, Qingyi’s eyes widened. Was that... whiskey?

Without hesitation, he took the cup from Lucios’ hands, drinking it in a single gulp.

It wasn’t exactly a drink he enjoyed, just one that wasn’t available in the system and that he missed a little.

Feeling the sweet, warm liquid go down his throat, he couldn’t help but feel a little better.

Why did his father-in-law have to be that damn cuckold patriarch and not this friendly old man?

"Where did you get this?" Qingyi asked, his eyes shining as Lucios poured him another sip.

"From the body of a stranger from your land that I killed a few tens of thousands of years ago. He talked a lot, unfortunately, not enough to make up for his pathetic combat skills, hahaha." Lucios laughed, patting Qingyi on the shoulder.

"Now answer me, young man: when will you want to marry my granddaughter and become my heir? She’s beautiful, isn’t she? She inherited all the good from her mother and none of her father’s flaws."

"That will depend on her," Qingyi replied, relaxing next to Lucios and not denying the old man’s words.

Honestly, he had expected a grumpy and arrogant old man. But that was not the case.

Lucios seemed to be a good-humored man, the type who did not let his current level of power cloud his view of people.

He was infinitely more powerful than Qingyi, but still, he didn’t mind lowering himself to his level to drink and chat casually.

Men like him were rare in this world.

’I hope I don’t have to kill him...’ Qingyi whispered to himself.

As he took a last sip of whiskey, he sent some to his space ring. Later, he would take it to Feiyan and Biyue.

They would probably be able to reverse engineer it to recreate it.

Considering how rare such a drink was in this world, Meilin would probably be able to make a fortune with it.

Especially if they managed to imbue Qi materials into the recipe.