The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 791: 791 - At least there won’t be a shortage of milk

Qingyi spent quite some time pondering what he could give Rouxi.

She wielded swords, so a blade would be a fitting choice... but hers was already of the Eternal Grade.

She would hardly need anything better than that for now.

He held her in his arms as he thought it over, breathing in the sweet scent of her green hair and feeling the soft weight of her breasts pressing gently against his chest.

His hands slid down Rouxi’s back until they came to rest on the full curve of her buttocks, giving them a gentle pat.

She lifted her head, a little wary, her eyes narrowed in silent question.

Qingyi just let out a small chuckle.

He opened the system store in his mind and spent a few tens of thousands of G Lust Points on an artifact that would help her during her pregnancy, boosting the child’s vigor and ensuring greater development of the embryo’s talent within her womb.

He wanted to give her something just for herself, but knowing her well, he understood that the best gift would, in fact, be something for the child she was carrying.

Qingyi took a step back and retrieved an item from his inventory. A necklace.

For a moment, Rouxi watched him with a certain air of surprise.

She didn’t resist as he fastened the delicate chain around her slender neck, his fingers lightly brushing her soft skin as he secured the clasp, sending a faint shiver down her spine.

All it took was a small surge of Qi channeled into the artifact for her to discover what it was.

An artifact to aid wives during pregnancy.

Such items were quite rare, often dismissed as a waste.

Of course, for her, that wasn’t the case.

Her eyes sparkled, and her lips curved into a concealed smile.

"Hmph... I’ll overlook your previous disrespect, you unfilial son," she declared, her playful voice melting Qingyi’s heart.

"Ah... come on, I want you to meet some people," Qingyi said, wrapping his arm around Rouxi’s waist and guiding her toward the temple. "Well... my other wives."

"Other wives?" Rouxi’s eyes narrowed for a brief moment, and the next instant, she found herself beyond the temple gate.

Her gaze fell on two figures approaching—one with black hair and the other with blue hair.

It was Xia Yunfei, beautiful and elegant as always.

She had just finished a training session with her disciples and was drenched in sweat. Her white dress clung completely to her body, tracing every curve.

Her wide hips were faithfully outlined, her enormous breasts pushing the fabric forward with her hardened nipples clearly visible through the cloth

Even the plump lips of her perfect pussy were traced at the bottom, the damp fabric sinking into the cleft and highlighting every last detail of that puffy mound.

Beside her stood Qin Yueli, no less soaked than her master after helping to train the sisters, her own dress equally molded to every curve of her body.

Both flashed bright smiles the moment they saw Qingyi, quickly approaching.

In the distance, the powerful Stellar Sovereign, Rouxi, could sense several other auras throughout that world of the mind—about forty in all.

She blushed for a moment, taking in the beauty of Qin Yueli and Xia Yunfei.

Both were women capable of drawing a great deal of attention in the Cosmic Dawn Sect, but soon, Rouxi’s shock only grew more intense.

Qingxue, Ruxue, Feiyan, Ruyan, Biyue, Seraphine, Isabel, and many others.

Each of the women who appeared there was a beauty capable of competing for a spot among the top 5 most beautiful women in the northern region of Central Heaven.

Among them all, it was Ye Liangxue who first noticed something about Rouxi.

She held Xueyao in her arms, her enormous breasts engulfing the voluptuous little fox’s face, the soft, heavy mounds molding around her head while her greenish tail danced, intertwined with Xueyao’s snow white tail.

Being a fox deeply attuned to life, it didn’t take her long to sense that Rouxi was pregnant, her eyes widening in surprise.

She released Xueyao, who gasped for breath after finally escaping the matriarch’s suffocating caresses.

"Husband... this woman..."

"She is Rouxi," Qingyi declared. "Your future sister, and the woman who currently carries my first child in her womb."

Rouxi, still taking in all those beauties, shuddered for a moment.

She felt everyone’s gaze intensify upon her.

She expected hostility, since it was common in harems for all the women to want to be the first to have a child, and for them, the fact that she was already pregnant wasn’t exactly a positive thing.

Fortunately, that wasn’t what happened.

What Rouxi saw shining on those women’s faces was the purest excitement.

"Oh... how wonderful! You’ll let me breastfeed the baby too when it’s born, right?" Isabel let out an excited little squeal, approaching Rouxi and pulling her into a tight hug.

The gigantic, chocolaty tits pressed against the newcomer’s chest in a heavy, enveloping squeeze, squeezing themselves against the smaller pair.

Rouxi was big, but she wasn’t even a quarter the size of Isabel. Her breasts were pressed against the other woman’s, sinking deep into that sea of soft, warm flesh, the dark mounds molding around every curve as if to devour them.

"Ah..." Rouxi glanced around. "Well... at least there won’t be a shortage of milk, hahaha." She laughed, relaxing immediately, her eyes drifting across the breasts of all those women.

She could see that the excitement and happiness shining in their eyes were genuine.

"Hehehe, I hope it’s a little girl! I want to dress her up as a princess so we can play! Khaedryss can be the evil dragon who keeps her locked up in the tower, and we can be the knights going to rescue her!" Isabel declared, already fantasizing about how much fun she’d have with the child once she was born.

Rouxi, who didn’t care about the baby’s gender, just sighed. A little girl would be nice, but she’d be just as happy if it were a little boy.

Khaedryss, hearing all this, merely grunted with a hint of irritation, but said nothing.

She, too, wore a gentle smile toward Rouxi, her hand drifting down to her own exposed, slender, obsidian-toned belly, resting right over her womb.

She, too, wanted to have a child soon... at least within the next hundred years.