The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

Chapter 824: 824 - Keep that voice

[You know you can’t use the flames of primordial chaos anymore, don’t you? Not until you’ve completely mastered the Nine Paths of Creation Reversal Art.] The System’s voice echoed within Qingyi’s mind, cutting through the silent flow of his thoughts.

’I know...’ Qingyi nodded mentally, his eyes narrowing slightly as he reflected on the matter.

His body had been trully torn apart by that damned old man’s spear, and he’d only managed to recover thanks to the flames of life.

But along with his recovery came an unexpected problem.

The flames of life now coursed directly through his meridians, sustaining each one from within; that was precisely why his affinity for life had skyrocketed to such absurd levels.

Under normal circumstances, this wouldn’t even be a problem—quite the opposite.

His meridians would become practically unbreakable from then on. However, because of his injuries, he could no longer summon the flames of primordial chaos without tearing out the very foundation of his meridians in the process.

The flames of life reinforced his meridians to an absurd degree, but in their current state, they functioned more like crutches than a true foundation.

It was no exaggeration to say he was virtually crippled.

Fortunately, as long as he avoided the flames of primordial chaos and kept the flames of life as just that—the flames of life—there would be no problem at all.

If, by any chance, he were to transform the flames of life into flames of primordial chaos to attack, his meridians would collapse instantly, and he would die before Rou’er even had a chance to come to his aid.

There wouldn’t even be time to land a single blow against an enemy, so trying to use them would be completely useless.

Since the flames of life, though far more powerful than the flames of primordial chaos, were much less useful offensively, he could only accept the limitations and move forward.

[Just... learn not to put yourself in so much danger, okay? The girls will miss you, and I’ll—] The System suddenly fell silent, swallowing its own words mid-sentence.

Qingyi blinked, caught off guard for a moment, one eyebrow slowly rising.

The System usually had a neutral voice—neither feminine nor masculine.

But the voice he’d just heard was, without a shadow of a doubt, a woman’s voice—sweet, delicate, almost like a shy whisper escaping the lips of someone who should never have opened their mouth.

His lips curved into a mischievous smile at that very moment, a playful gleam surfacing deep in his eyes.

’Don’t worry...’ he thought. ’Soon, I’ll find a way to create a body for you... you won’t have to just stand by and watch while the girls devour me anymore.’

[I-idiot...]

Qingyi stifled the laughter that threatened to escape, merely shaking his head in amusement.

If he really wanted to, he could create a body for the System right then and there, without much difficulty.

But having no idea how that would affect her, he preferred not to push his luck.

When he finally reached the Realm of the Celestial Emperor, having achieved a far greater mastery of his cultivation technique and the flames of life, only then would he make a serious attempt to create a body for her.

Finally, she could choose a name for herself. Finally, she would be more than just a solitary voice echoing inside his mind.

’Keep that voice... I liked it,’ Qingyi remarked mentally, a smile still lingering on his lips even as silence answered him from the other side.

"Qingyi." Feiyue’s voice cut through the air immediately afterward, pulling the handsome young man’s attention back to reality.

"You’re already aware of what happened, aren’t you? The leader of the Cosmic Void Sect betrayed you. At the moment, he’s imprisoned, along with all the sect’s Star Sovereigns."

Feiyue approached with light footsteps, her robes billowing gently around her slender figure.

"Normally, a case like this wouldn’t fall under the jurisdiction of the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance, since it doesn’t involve demonic cultivators, but given your position, I think it’s best that I get involved anyway."

"Still, the final decision is yours. The punishment to be meted out to the leader of the Cosmic Void Sect is also up to you to decide, even if the power to enforce it lies with me."

"Right... thank you for all of this, Senior..." Qingyi replied, clasping his fists in a respectful salute. "Thank you for protecting my wives, and thank you also for acting in my defense."

Upon hearing those words, a genuinely satisfied smile bloomed on Feiyue’s lips.

It was truly refreshing to see a Black Dragon behaving with such humility, especially since she had been sincerely worried that Qingyi might be one of those blindly arrogant young masters she so detested.

The mere fact that he was capable of showing respect and humility was proof enough that he was nothing of the sort.

"Very well. Do you wish to proceed with the trial right now? I intend to return to the Central Region as soon as possible, but I cannot leave without you, so... please." Feiyue spoke with a level of respect unusual for a powerful Celestial Empress toward a junior.

The main reason behind this respect, after all, was Qianyao.

Tianjin was the leader of the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance, an organization created specifically for the purpose of fighting the Heavenly Demon.

Qianyao, as his daughter, was the princess of the Orthodox Alliance. And Qingyi, as her husband, was consequently the prince.

Most likely, when they finally returned to the Orthodox Alliance, a massive shockwave would ripple throughout the Central Region.

Feiyue was truly excited to witness that with her own eyes.

Qingyi nodded without hesitation.

He was tired too, and honestly, he just wanted to get it all over with as quickly as possible. Then he could return to the Cosmic Origin Sect and, right after that, head straight for the Central Region.

He had a lot to take care of there, and with all his wives by his side, there wasn’t much left for him to do in the northern region.

"Is your husband also imprisoned?" Qingyi asked curiously, lifting his gaze to meet hers.

"No... I killed him."

"Oh..."