The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 629: 629 - satisfied already~?

Guo Tianhao was taken aback by Rou’er’s words.

She almost always ignored him, but she had never actually treated him coldly. And the coldness itself didn’t bother him nearly as much as being compared to Qingyi.

Did she even know that damn ant existed? Had they ever met before?

His aura slipped from his control for a brief moment before he reeled it back in, forcing composure back onto his face.

The sect leader and the other eight pavilion leaders held the Guo family’s wealth in high regard, but Rouxi, who was holding Rou’er in her arms, truly didn’t care how rich they were.

She was overprotective, and if Tianhao showed even a hint of murderous intent toward Rou’er, he knew he’d leave that room seriously injured at the very least, even as a member of the Celestial Fairy Pavilion.

"Sect Leader... please, consider my request!" Tianhao redirected his words, shifting focus entirely. "The safe awakening of Rou’er’s bloodline is all I want! Think of the ties between our two families!"

It wasn’t worth arguing with Rou’er further. But if he could convince her father, everything would change.

"Hm..." A soft grunt escaped the sect leader’s lips.

He was old, but he didn’t look it.

His body carried the bearing of a middle-aged man, with a sharp face and elegant posture, his blue eyes resting on Tianhao for a moment before drifting to his beloved daughter.

Even though she was only adopted, he loved Rou’er more than anything in this world.

"Did you meet with Long Qingyi?" he finally asked.

He had already heard a great deal about that young man. The fastest completion time in the entire history of the Hidden Moonlight Secret Realm, five minutes in total.

On top of that, Ma Zhenwu himself, one of the sect’s most respected ancestors and the previous leader’s master, had sent a message filled with praise for Qingyi.

It was obvious that the black dragon possessed nearly limitless potential and would be a key figure in the sect’s future, especially as an Ascended One with no ties to any other power in the Celestial Heavens.

Unlike Guo Tianhao, who had the Guo family to inherit, Qingyi could devote himself entirely to the sect.

"Yes, Father," Rou’er replied, drawing a slow sigh from him.

"If Qingyi manages to reach the realm of Celestial Ascension by the day of your journey to the Sect of the Cosmic Void, I will grant permission for him to represent you. Otherwise, Tianhao will take his place."

Rou’er’s eyes sparkled brightly, and she hugged Rouxi beside her even tighter, her beautiful, delicate face sinking between the green-haired beauty’s enormous, heavy breasts.

Rouxi was happy for her too, especially since she had formed a rather positive first impression of Qingyi.

"I know there are still many important matters to discuss, but I’m going to step out and take a walk with Rou’er." Rouxi stood without ceremony. "Continue the meeting without me."

Before anyone could say a single word, the two had already left.

A full minute of silence fell over the room. Guo Tianhao’s expression was stiff, his jaw clenched, his eyes dark.

He had never been humiliated like this.

As the sect’s most talented inner disciple and the son of an incomparable tycoon, it was simply unacceptable.

"Is that all you have to say, Young Master Tianhao?" The leader of the recruitment pavilion, an old man with deep-set eyes and a thin beard, broke the silence.

"Yes, Sect Leader, seniors..." Tianhao offered the bare minimum of respect he could muster before retreating with heavy, irritated steps.

Stealing his wife, manipulating her into hating him...

Unable to comprehend that Rou’er had never held even a sliver of affection for him, Tianhao could only see Qingyi as a demon seeking to snatch his destined wife from his hands.

If Elder Shen knew what was going through Tianhao’s mind, he would surely sigh in defeat.

Why were arrogant young masters always like this? Did they develop brain death over the course of their lives, or were they born retarded?

The two-functional-neuron syndrome was a mystery that no one in the entire cultivation world could answer.

***

While Tianhao sank into his own delusions and rage, Qingyi was enjoying the best of life.

The breasts of a goddess were pressed warm and full against his face, and a draconic beauty on all fours took him in, her tight, hot pussy gripping his cock with every thrust.

"Ah~~ aghnn~~ fuck~~ Q-Qingyi~~♡" Khaedryss’s sensual, mature voice echoed through the room, muffled by the pillow into which she had buried her face.

She lay with her head pressed down into the bed, her ass raised high and her back arched in a perfect curve, the obsidian skin of her full, round buttocks gleaming with sweat.

Behind her, Qingyi gripped one of her horns with his left hand for support and pounded pussy her mercilessly, his hips slamming forward in a relentless rhythm.

With every thrust, he struck the full, juicy swell of her buttocks, each impact sending a deep, heavy shockwave rolling across both cheeks before they settled back into place, trembling.

Beside him, with her eyes closed and her massive breasts squeezed by his possessive embrace, lay Auranys.

Her soft, pink nipples were between his lips, and she moaned sensually with every suck, her enormous pale breasts yielding against his face with a supple, pillowy weight.

Her fingers sank into his black hair with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with her own breathless moans.

"Ah..." He let the nipple slip from his lips, his hot breath brushing against her sensitive skin.

A thin trickle of milk traced a slow, warm line down the full curve of her breast.

"Nghnn~~ are you satisfied already?♡" Auranys asked with a shy smile, watching the trickle with half-lidded eyes.

"Not even close." Qingyi smiled, then brought his palm down in a firm slap across her butt, the sound sharp and clean in the warm air of the room.

He pulled her toward him and threw her onto Khaedryss.

"Oh~~ what are you doing?"

Khaedryss moaned, confused as she felt the goddess’s weight pressing against her back, Auranys’s pale, heavy breasts spreading their warmth across her obsidian skin, the soft flesh squeezing against her with a lazy, pliant heaviness, while the goddess’s legs instinctively spread above her raised ass.

Soon the two found themselves aligned, their asses stacked and their bodies pressed flush together, Qingyi’s cock still buried deep in Khaedryss’s pussy while his hands clung possessively to Auranys’s ass.