The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

"Nghnn~~ fuck... what just happened?"

A sweet, sensual voice trembled through a bedroom as a woman with black-painted lips, scarlet-red hair, and matching crimson eyes pressed her back against the door.

She was burning, truly on fire.

Her legs trembled violently beneath her, the peaks of her nipples stabbing through the fabric of her dress in hardened points. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Slowly, she arched her back, pushing her hips forward as her eyes slid downward along the length of her own body.

The silk of her dress was damp, the black fabric clinging to the plump lips of her pussy, obscenely outlining her cleft of Venus.

Xue Hua’s fingers curled beneath the hem of the fine fabric, lifting it.

A soft moan escaped her throat as the silk dragged over the swollen lips of her vulva, finally revealing the soaking wet pussy between her thighs.

What the hell had that bastard done to her?

Xue Hua’s eyes flashed with both fury and curiosity, her scarlet irises burning.

She pressed a single finger against her pussy, and her entire body shuddered violently, an obscene moan spilling past her black-painted lips.

This wasn’t right... she needed to find out what was wrong with that man.

Her fiancé would be furious, yes, but her mind was already made up. She would choose Qingyi as her protector, should he pass tomorrow’s competition.

Perhaps she would come to regret it, but she would make him pay dearly for this day.

As for Longwei, her fiancé, she felt little beyond revulsion toward him, so she truly couldn’t bring herself to care if he cried or despaired over the matter.

He was a pig with a repulsive title, and all she wanted was a plausible excuse to call off the wedding.

Her father seemed resigned to tarnishing her honor for the Guo family’s money, but she was not!

While Xue Hua plotted her petty revenge, Qingyi sat casually beside the leader of the Cosmic Void Sect and his wife, Madame Lao.

The banquet proceeded at a steady, measured pace.

From time to time, Qingyi received a question or two from an elder or from Madame Lao herself, but nothing difficult to answer, just basic curiosities about his origins.

Learning that he was an Ascended from the Immortal Heaven was certainly a surprise, but no one at the table attached much weight to the fact.

Ascended beings from the immortal heavens were rare, much like dragons, yet even the youngest elders at that table had already lived for tens of thousands of years.

In all that time, it was only natural that they had witnessed a great deal and watched many ascended beings pass through their lives.

Some had been mediocre; others had made entire regions of the celestial heavens tremble when they set foot upon them.

Many of those elders were simply curious about which of the two types Qingyi would prove to be.

At the end of a long speech from the sect leader, the banquet finally began in earnest.

Tomorrow would be a momentous day for all those young disciples, so the sect had spared no expense on spirit beast meat, purchasing the most expensive varieties to best restore their spiritual senses and physical strength.

Qingyi, for his part, ate sparingly, wanting to save room for the dinner Elize was preparing in the mind world.

Even Rou’er, who was practically dying to devour an entire giant blue-eyed ostrich thigh, restrained herself, taking only a small piece and chewing it timidly.

After a little over an hour of feasting, a brief celebration began, and those uninterested in the festivities prepared to leave.

Qingyi was among the first to slip away, returning to his pavilion with Rou’er, where the two of them immediately stepped into the mind world.

There, Rou’er’s bare feet sank into the soft grass, and her purple and pink eyes lifted to rest on the moon hanging high in the sky.

She closed her eyes and let the sweet, pleasant breeze sweep through her short pink hair, the scent of wildflowers filling her lungs.

Above all, she longed for the day when she could live there permanently, far from any trouble or the sect’s tiresome ceremonies.

She just wanted to relax and enjoy life alongside her big brother Qingyi and her other sisters.

Qingyi walked right behind her as she entered the temple, soon catching sight of the many Lightning Spirit priestesses wrapping up their training.

After a brief round of hugs, her adorable cheeks flushed with affection, Rou’er made her way toward the temple kitchen.

Elize, who had finished her sword training early, stood before an elegant Qi-powered stove, her mature face softening into a tender smile as she hummed gently to herself.

She leaned over the fire, her arms cradling her enormous breasts on either side as she stirred, her ass arched slightly backward in a deliciously careless pose.

She was so focused on the food that she didn’t even notice when a man approached from behind, his hand landing on that plump, juicy ass with a resounding smack.

The soft flesh caved beneath his palm before rebounding in a thick, lazy wobble, ripples of impact rolling across the generous cheeks and traveling all the way up to her hips, the print of his fingers briefly blushing pink against her skin through the silk.

"Nghnn~~ h-husband! I’m cooking...♡" Elize melted instantly, her knees wobbling as she felt Qingyi’s firm grip sink into the pliant curve of her ass.

"I know, love... I can smell the delicious scent of your food even from miles away," Qingyi murmured with a smile, turning Elize toward him and sealing her lips with a passionate kiss.

The weight of her enormous breasts flattened against his chest, the soft mounds squeezing outward on either side as she leaned into him, her body warm against his.

Always making sure that both he and the other wives were well-fed and happy, Elize remained an endless fountain of tenderness and love.

When they finally parted, it was Rou’er’s turn to embrace her, burying her face between the beauty’s generous bosom with a satisfied sigh.

"Big Sis Elize, Qingyi is already ready to bring another big sis to help you in the kitchen, Xue Hao! I’ll personally help him with her! Hahaha," Rou’er declared, puffing out her chest proudly and drawing a sensual giggle from Elize.

"Is that so? Fufufu~~" Elize laughed, not the least bit concerned by the lovely Rou’er’s words.

Her delicate fingers reached for an elegant silver spoon, and she scooped up a portion of the steaming contents from the pot.

A creamy golden liquid, with pieces of meat carefully diced into cubes, bobbed gently on the surface.

"Try it. Rou’er herself taught me this recipe the last time she came to the Mind World, though I added a special ingredient," she said, bringing the spoon to Qingyi’s lips.

He swallowed slowly and then exhaled a long, appreciative breath.

It was... delicious. Creamy, salty, yet with a subtle sweetness lingering on top, not unlike Elize’s milk.

Qingyi’s gaze drifted from her face down to the pinkish stains her nipples were forming against the damp fabric of her dress, clearly still leaking.

"Celestia and Auranys helped out a little with this too. Did you like it, husband?" Elize flashed a sensual smile.