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Chapter 866: 866 - Human Primordial Emperor
In a vast, silent hall, a middle-aged man stood motionless.
His blue eyes were cold, his hair was as white as freshly fallen snow and his long beard was carefully trimmed.
With hands elegantly clasped behind his back, he gazed out at the world through the immense glass window before him.
The view beyond was simply magnificent.
A great fortress stretched for kilometers, its immaculate white walls rising toward the horizon. Millions of disciples inhabited every corner of the citadel, while dozens of colossal towers surrounded the main wall.
Each of those towers housed an expert capable of wiping the entire Celestial Heaven from existence with nothing more than a snap of the fingers.
Beyond the opulent walls of the fortress, which had forged an era of peace that seemed to have no end, lay vast plains, towering mountains, and lush forests.
That man was the Primordial Emperor of the Celestial Court, also known as the Human Primordial Emperor.
He avoided using the latter title, since the Celestial Court was composed of diverse races, not just humanity.
He closed his blue eyes for a brief moment, allowing memories of a distant past to surface in his mind.
Countless years ago, that same land had been nothing more than black earth covered in ashes and charred soil, without a single sign of life or hope.
It was he who laid the first brick of that fortress. It was he who extinguished the last flames from those ashes.
In an era when society itself did not even exist, when peoples still lived as tribes wallowing in the mud, it was he who took the first step toward a kinder world.
He felt proud of all that, and he had every reason in the world to do so.
"How is Qing Xuanyu’s condition?" the Primordial Emperor asked, slowly turning his face.
Behind him, a man in elegant robes with mature features waited in silence. His eyes glowed a fiery red, contrasting sharply with hair as black as the darkest night.
This was one of the most trusted servants of the leader of the Celestial Court.
"Stable, though quite furious," the servant replied in a calm and respectful voice.
"Ah... he inherited that from his father." The Primordial Emperor nodded slightly, letting out a sigh.
Xuanyu was generally considered a great genius in the Land of the True Gods, but within the Celestial Court, his talent was, at best, average.
His current position existed only because he had inherited it from his father, one of the greatest geniuses the Celestial Court had ever produced, slain by the Primordial Dragon Empress a few years ago.
"The child of destiny is lost; there’s no point in persisting. We spent too many resources to open the portal this time, and we won’t be able to repeat the feat for the next ten years without paying a price far greater than her worth." The Emperor paused briefly, his fingers interlacing behind his back. "But Long Qingyi... he cannot be left alive."
"Uh? But we need to wait—"
"He will face at least one more tribulation before attempting to ascend. We must ensure he does not survive this one."
"Simply send my youngest son during the tribulation. The cost is insignificant compared to what we’ll face if that young man reaches the Land of the True Gods and encounters that accursed dragon."
"I will make the preparations, master." The servant did not question the decision, merely bowing his head in deep reverence.
His master was not exaggerating.
Everyone at Court was already well aware that Long Qingyi was Long Wujin’s heir, something that in and of itself would not pose a major problem. The real issue lay with Long Wujin’s mother.
Just a few weeks ago, she had slaughtered a Primordial Emperor and gravely wounded two others, leaving a trail of death and destruction across a considerable region of the Land of the True Gods.
The reason for such a brutal act was also well known: Long Qingyi and her granddaughter, Long Rou’er.
Qingyi was already a declared enemy of the Celestial Court. His very existence was something the Court wished to erase from the world.
Now that they had come into direct conflict, it was obvious the relationship between them would only worsen.
Once he reached the Land of the True Gods and came under the dragons’ protection, he would become virtually untouchable. And if his enmity with the Court were revealed, that dragon would not hesitate for even a second to act.
The Human Primordial Emperor was confident they could kill her in a fight pitting her against all the masters of the Celestial Court, but at what cost?
He himself would likely not survive such a battle.
For the sake of maintaining peace throughout the Land of the True Gods, Long Qingyi’s death was simply necessary.
***
While the Celestial Court plotted its moves, Qingyi was also preparing... in his own way.
"Hmm... Qingyi-chan... so strong... so handsome... Qingyi-chan is the best!" Akane murmured, rubbing her soft body against his.
Her delicate fingers traced every contour of the powerful muscles across his chest and shoulders, while she nuzzled her face against him like a spoiled kitten seeking affection.
"Ahhn... I’ve waited so long... but for my husband, every second was worth it!" The pink tip of her tongue slowly glided across Qingyi’s skin, leaving a long, glistening trail of saliva along his pectorals.
She closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly, a satisfied smile curving her lips as she savored his taste.
The young dragon couldn’t exactly complain.
One of his hands rested firmly on her slender waist, while the other drifted a little lower, finding comfort on the generous, rounded curve of her buttocks.
He gave that plump cheek a gentle squeeze, his fingers sinking almost without resistance into the warm, doughy softness. The pale flesh gave way beneath his grip, swelling up between his knuckles and overflowing his palm as though her body had been sculpted for his hand alone.
His eyes then fell upon a new system notification.
[You have touched Akane Kurotsuki, the Primordial Demon Empress, in an indecent manner. +250,000 Lust points]
Qingyi shuddered with excitement upon reading the message.
Akane was truly a terrifying being!
It was just a shame that, as in Rou’er’s case, he couldn’t see her complete status screen. But that was only natural.
The system primarily relied on the manipulation of fate for all its functions.
Items were essentially generated by a complex sequence of calculations that read fate, defined what was necessary for the existence of a given object, and—based on vast amounts of information—materialized it in a manner similar to a 3D printer.
It was something that obviously defied the heavens, but the system possessed extremely advanced capabilities to conceal itself from their eyes.
There was, however, a single flaw in this mechanism.
The system had been created from the souls of several extremely powerful beings from the Celestial Heaven. Its level of existence was, in general, extremely high, but even so, it remained something belonging to the Celestial Heaven itself.
It was impossible for a lower-level existence to read the destiny of a higher-level one.
The system had access to extremely limited information when it came to Rou’er’s status screen, and in Akane’s case, it couldn’t even access more than her name and age: just over twenty million years.
Fortunately, the system still recognized her power level and distributed rewards in equivalent Lust Points.
Furthermore, Qingyi was already almost certain she possessed the "Faithful" trait; after all, throughout her entire existence—spanning millions of years—she had remained chaste, waiting for him thanks to an old man’s prophecy.
"The Celestial Court..." Qingyi began, a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Who exactly are they?"
"Hmm... a bunch of old-fashioned fools... well, they’re fair—until justice gets in the way of their own interests. Back when I was poisoned, they were the most powerful and influential force in the Land of the True Gods."
"Well... ignoring the Primordial Dragon Empress, of course. She’s an aberration, a completely separate case. Akane-sama is afraid of her..." Akane shuddered, but quickly regained her composure.
"The dragon race alone is as powerful as the Celestial Court. She’s probably strong enough to take down the Celestial Court on her own, even without the help of the race she commands."
As she spoke, Akane slowly turned in Qingyi’s lap, her fingers gliding gently up to his broad shoulders, while her creamy thighs parted and enveloped him between them.
Her plump ass, with its perfect bubble shape, sank heavily onto his lap.
The two full cheeks bounced with the impact, molding to the young dragon’s firm thighs with a warm, inviting pressure.
Her red eyes revealed a mischievous, naughty gleam.
"But enough about those damn old men! Now it’s Akane-sama’s turn to ask the questions..." She leaned over Qingyi, her moist lips lightly brushing against his.
Her voice was so sweet it came out more like moans than a woman’s words.
"Hubby... Qingyi-chan... Akane-sama wants to know... what is this huge, hard thing pressing right down here? Are you ready to fuck Akane-sama’s tight, plump little pussy?"
Qingyi swallowed hard, his lips curving into a wide smile.
It was time to take a Primordial’s purity.