The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 533: 533 - The truth about the Primordial Creation Seed.

"I visited the Rose Empire and the Enlightened Sky Empire as well." Qingyi said, sitting down next to Qianyao.

His hands flowed to the dragon beauty’s hands. His strong, calloused fingers intertwined with hers, long, soft, and perfect.

Tianjin did not respond to those words, pouring himself a cup of tea before serving Qingyi and his daughter as well.

"Drink a little." He said, his noble and dignified voice sounding weaker than usual.

"Father..." Qianyao’s grip on Qingyi’s hands tightened, her lips trembling.

"I’m fine." Tianjin coughed heavily, patting his own chest and forcing out all the vitality he could still muster. "Speak, Qingyi, what did you see there?"

"Demon seeds."

The moment he heard those words, Tianjin froze.

His eyes widened and he rose from his seat.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Qingyi nodded. "While I was in the Rose Kingdom, I killed an avatar of a being called the Heavenly Demon. I believe you know him, correct?"

"A vile bastard who shouldn’t exist in this world..." Tianjin growled, his face filling with deep anger.

He knew the Heavenly Demon very well. He had even crossed blades with him in the past and led an expedition to try to kill him.

"There are nearly a thousand demon seeds in the imperial capital alone and both the Rose Emperor and the Emperor and Empress of the Enlightened Empire are corrupt.

I don’t know what that bastard wants here, but I know it has something to do with uniting Mana and Qi."

Immediately after Qingyi’s voice fell, Tianjin took a talisman from his space ring and tore it open.

"Qingyi... Unite Mana and Qi? Do you have any idea what that means?" He asked, his voice full of urgency.

That was a talisman capable of temporarily hiding them from the eyes of the heavens, but it wouldn’t last forever.

To his surprise, Qingyi just opened his arms, calling for Mana in one hand and Qi in the other.

Tianjin’s body fell backward, powerless.

He wanted his eyes to be lying to him, wanted it all to be fake, but he knew it wasn’t.

"How?"

"It doesn’t matter." Qingyi shook her head. "Answer me: what does this mean?"

"The Heavenly Demon wants to form Aether and break the heavens. He wants to unite what was once separated and regain the power of the Creator Father..."

Ruxue’s voice echoed, and she appeared beside Qingyi. Hidden from the gaze of the heavens, she could finally speak freely.

"Aether? Creator Father?" Qingyi repeated. That answered little and raised many questions.

With a soft sigh, Ruxue continued:

"Qingyi, you have the Seed of Primordial Creation, the symbol of the soul of the Creator Father, the one who shaped all that exists... Mana, Qi... Together they form Aether, the primordial power of the creator."

She paused, looking at him.

"It is the key to everything and, above all, the key to breaking the heavens... That damn Celestial Demon plans to use the Immortal Heavens as a testing ground to recreate Aether and..."

"Become the ruler of all that exists." Tianjin concluded, standing up again.

Even for him, this was forbidden knowledge, something the heavens did not allow anyone to know.

He took a step forward, grabbing the young man’s shoulders.

"Qingyi... Son-in-law... You must stop the Heavenly Demon at all costs. Your body is the key to great power, and he will not give up on it."

Qingyi listened to those words seriously, strengthening his determination and nodding.

So the Seed of Primordial Creation came from the soul of the creator of everything...

That answered many of his questions, but...

If he had Mana, Qi, and the Primordial Seed in his powerful draconic body... What could he possibly be destined to become?

***

"What do you think will become of us?" A voice echoed in a land not far away. It was old and ethereal, clearly tired.

"I don’t know, Ancient Matriarch. If we recover the Tree of Life, then maybe..." Another voice sounded. This time younger, soft, sweet, and calm.

The owner of this voice was Hu Lanyin, the Black Fox, Grand Master of the fox people, who ruled that people in the absence of the current matriarch.

The other voice, aged, came not from a person, but from a projection on one of the many roots that cut through the land of the fox people.

That was the Ancient Matriarch and founder of the ruling clan of the fox people.

Her body had been dead for over a hundred thousand years, but her immortal soul had endured.

Now, she had almost completely merged with the Tree of Life.

Of course, with demonic power dominating the roots of the tree, she could only hide, her ancestral power extremely limited.

Once, before the demonic seed was planted, she could even cure death. Unfortunately, those days were gone.

"Yes..." The Ancient Matriarch whispered. "If we could heal the Tree of Life, everything would be fine. We could use it to give birth to new children and heal the corruption that afflicts our people, but..."

"What a foolish and forgotten dream... Your sister should just leave, leaving our doomed souls behind."

"She should." Lanyin nodded.

She did not disagree with the Old Matriarch’s words; she knew well that it was the truth.

They were doomed.

"But you know she would never do that, no matter what."

The beauty rose from her bed, her black, fluffy tail swaying elegantly behind her, her breasts bouncing with the movement.

Her eyes rose and she sighed.

"Lingxue believes in the possibility of a savior, a young dragon who will put an end to our suffering and destroy the demonic seed."

"Hm... I sensed a young dragon with her some time ago..." The ancient ancestor’s voice echoed, slightly melancholic. "It’s not as if he would be able to reach the level necessary to fight the demonic seed. One way or another, we are—"

The Ancient Matriarch’s voice died suddenly.

There was a second of silence before she continued, serious and composed: "We have visitors."

"Visitors? What visitors?" Lanyin turned her face slightly, but received no answer.

Giving up on insisting, she simply left her room, hearing a commotion outside the fox people’s land.

There, above all, she saw a familiar yet different figure.

The pure white robes were nowhere to be seen, replaced by deep black robes.

The eyes, once dark, were now purple, like an endless sea of stars. Between his long black hair, pointed horns stood up.

That was...

Lanyin covered her lips in shock.

That was the young dragon who had visited them in the past... He was already back, and so powerful...

How?

She placed her hand on her own chest, her fingers sinking into the vast, soft mountains.

Her eyes weren’t lying to her, were they?