The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 804: 804 - how the hell did you manage to get even more handsome?

Chen Wei woke up early, his wife’s naked body wrapped around his own, her soft, warm skin pressed against him, her breasts nestled gently against his chest, a comforting heat that almost coaxed him back to sleep.

She, too, gradually stirred from her slumber. Feeling his gentle breath ruffling her hair, she let out a contented sigh and nuzzled her face even deeper into his chest.

The first thing Chen Wei did, was reach down and check between his own legs.

Upon confirming that his cock was still there, safe and intact, a cheerful smile spread across his lips, and a deep sense of relief washed over him.

It had been a terrible few months, a relentless pain gnawing at every second of his existence.

But every moment of suffering had been worth it.

He hadn’t betrayed his friend. He’d stood firm until the very last moment.

In the end, he had not only earned the recognition of several elders, but had also received a golden token of an inner disciple—something that placed him above most ordinary inner disciples.

He was just a simple young man from a mediocre noble family, born on a small planet where even Celestial Origin Realm cultivators were considered absolute experts.

And yet here he was, having reached this level.

All thanks to Qingyi.

He was eager to return to his hometown as soon as possible, to sit down with his father and share the news of just how incredible his son had become.

He also wanted to visit certain local beauties, to watch them bitterly regret ever having looked down on him.

With a satisfied sigh, Chen Wei rose from the bed. He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to his beautiful wife’s forehead, then, with a playful smile tugging at his lips, began to dress.

Without hesitation, he left the luxurious private pavilion he had been granted—the former pavilion of Beifeng.

He hurried through the sect until he reached the familiar tavern where he used to drink with Qingyi.

"Oh... Young Master Chen Wei, it’s been ages! Do you have any good music for us today, hahaha?" The old bartender’s booming laugh echoed through the hall, and Chen Wei blushed to the roots of his hair.

He didn’t want to remember that cursed night when he’d sung and danced like a drunken fool in the middle of the hall—not at all.

"Just pour me some good liquor," he replied, sighing in defeat.

It seemed that memory would haunt him for the rest of his life.

The old bartender chuckled again as he grabbed a bottle of liquor and two glass cups, setting them down on the counter in front of Chen Wei.

"You only need one glass. I’m drinking alone tonight—"

Chen Wei barely had time to finish his sentence.

He turned his head suddenly and found a figure he knew all too well standing right beside him.

"Ah... you damned bastard, blessed by the heavens—how the hell did you manage to get even more handsome?" Chen Wei asked with an irritated grunt.

"As you yourself said, I’m blessed by the heavens, hahaha," Qingyi laughed heartily, sliding onto the seat beside his friend.

"Ah... I really can’t take you to meet my family. My mom would definitely run off with you and leave my dad behind," Chen Wei said, tilting his head with a feigned pained expression as he poured a drink for himself and then for Qingyi.

"Ah... you really are a great friend, offering up your mom so easily. But I have no interest in being carried to the wedding altar."

Well, he already had a few wives more than capable of carrying him to the altar effortlessly.

"Ah... you poor ignorant fool, unable to see the beauty of a woman with muscles strong enough to knock down an ox!" The old tavern attendant butted into the conversation amid thunderous laughter.

Normally, no one would dare make that kind of joke to an inner disciple and a young lord of the sect.

But the old man had served the two of them for far too long, and by now, he even considered himself their friend.

"You know, I once met a woman who..."

And so, Qingyi and Chen Wei spent the rest of the afternoon listening to the old man’s tales while sharing their own.

Stories of love, battles, and defeats.

Everyone had plenty to tell, though the old man, having lived many times longer than they had, still had many more stories tucked up his sleeve.

Finally, as night fell, after they had stuffed the old man’s pockets with payment for hundreds of the tavern’s most expensive bottles, it was time to leave.

"Young Lord Qingyi." A voice echoed behind them, prompting both to turn toward the sound.

A group of guards had come from the main palace.

"The sect master wishes to see you. He said it’s an important matter."

Hearing this, Qingyi let out a soft sigh and turned to Chen Wei.

From his spatial ring, he pulled out two jade boxes. "When you open them, you’ll understand what they are. One is for you. The other is for your wife."

Giving his friend a firm pat on the shoulder, he set off with the two guards.

Chen Wei remained silent for a moment, clutching the jade boxes tightly before finally rising from his stool.

He truly had a good friend.

Qingyi followed the guards in silence as they made their way through the sect.

They quickly arrived at the main palace, where he was led to the throne room. There, his father-in-law awaited him alone, seated upon his steel throne.

The moment the sect leader laid eyes on Qingyi, his own widened.

Had Qingyi made yet another major breakthrough? That fast?

"Qingyi greets his father-in-law," Qingyi declared, clasping his fists and bowing in respect.

The sect leader let out a sigh and rose from the throne.

"It’s good to see you here, son-in-law, and I bring good news!" Qingyi’s father-in-law let out a booming laugh that filled the throne room.

"It’s time to set out for the Cosmic Void Sect and begin preparations to awaken Rou’er’s bloodline!

After that, you’ll be heading to the central region. I’ve already arranged for the next ship bound for the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance to depart the moment you return from the Cosmic Void Sect!"