With a soft grunt, Qingyi stood up.
Even without any apparent change in his draconic eyes, his vision was much sharper than before, as were all his other senses.
Leaving the cultivation room, he gazed at the horizon beyond the high walls surrounding Qingxue’s mansion.
"Are you going to co here to greet your husband, or are you going to make co after you?" he exclaid. The next mont, a sweet, playful laugh echoed as a figure appeared on the horizon.
Her beautiful crimson eyes carried an amused, sparkling gaze, her pale skin visible in the wide cleavage of her black dress glistening in the midday sunlight.
"Ah... husband is truly amazing! That’s one of the demon cult’s best concealnt techniques, but you barely needed a mont to notice ."
Ruyan threw herself into Qingyi’s arms, the corners of her blood-red lips curving into a mischievous smile.
"I know I am," Qingyi returned the smile as his hands fell on her round, perfect buttocks with a hard slap, feeling the soft flesh quiver under his fingers.
"You gave a lot of trouble with your attack on the scarlet dragon city. Why was that even necessary if you could escape so easily?" Qingyi asked.
Honestly, that attack could have had a much worse outco for him, and if Feiyan had ended up getting hurt, he didn’t know what he might have done to Ruyan.
Although she was also one of his wives, Qingyi only desired Ruyan and had not yet developed any serious feelings for her.
The sa was not true for Feiyan, whom he legitimately loved beyond re desire.
"Hmm..." Ruyan seed to think about her answer for a mont, but in the end she just flashed a broad smile.
"Because it was fun. Besides, I was already returning to the Nine Peaks Basin and no longer needed that filthy trash, so I sent them to their certain death."
"Many innocents died," Qingyi strengthened his voice.
"So what...?" Ruyan turned her face slightly. "I am a demonic cultivator, silly husband. The death of innocents is only natural for ."
Hearing those words, Qingyi just sighed heavily.
It was, in fact, impossible to argue with that troubleso woman.
"Just avoid doing it in a way that hurts any of my wives. I don’t want to be forced to hurt you because of it."
"Hurt ? And how does husband plan to do that?" Ruyan teased, her lips almost touching Qingyi’s. "I am a Crystalline Core Realm expert, husband is all mine for as long as I want!"
Qingyi was unable to stop a vein from popping up on his forehead.
His eyes flowed to Ruyan’s information screen.
[Na: Xue Ruyan
Age: 29
Corruption: 97/100
Chastity: Taken.
Lust: 12%
Talent: Great genius.
Reward: Incalculable
Cultivation: Ninth stage of the crystalline core realm
Spiritual roots: Low-level blood spiritual root
Bloodline: Blood of the Scarlet Dragon (Epic grade)
Constitution: Body of the Scarlet Dragon (Epic grade)
Traits: Faithful, naughty crazy bitch, masochist, master of hemomancy, hundredth child of the leader of the demonic cult, half-demon]
As expected, she had already absorbed the bloodline of the scarlet dragon and, apparently, had been lucky enough to obtain even its constitution.
But Qingyi was not intimidated.
Perhaps a few hours ago, his situation would have been hopeless, but now that he had obtained the bloodline projection ability, everything was different.
His eyes turned cold, filled with a deep purple light as his draconic Qi exploded in his Dantian, spreading throughout his body.
"What are you-?" Ruyan stepped back, a look of shock appearing on her face as her voice died in her throat and her feet froze in place.
From Qingyi’s back, a colossal, shadowy, ethereal figure erged, accompanied by an aura so powerful and oppressive that she could hardly breathe.
That figure was the translucent and unstable image of a black dragon’s head.
Black, curved horns rose tens of ters high, its deep purple eyes staring at Ruyan as if she were nothing more than an insect.
The black dragon opened its jaw, revealing sharp teeth as it let out a thunderous roar.
The demonic beauty fell to her knees, her breathing heavy as she tried to access her dantian and protect herself with the abilities of her bloodline.
But her own Qi refused to answer the call, her bloodline hiding in fear in the face of the power of Qingyi’s bloodline.
"I am your husband. Regardless of your personality, I will always protect and love you.
But there are limits.
Each of my wives is your sister and you must protect them too, just as, I assure you, each of them would do their very best to protect you."
Qingyi retracted the projection of his bloodline as he stopped in front of the trembling Ruyan.
"The husband is..." Ruyan stood up, her voice low and shaky, finally seeming to understand.
"SO COOL!" Her eyes shone with even more intensity as she threw herself onto Qingyi’s arm.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his face against the deep cleavage of her big, soft, snowy peaks.
"Mmm, don’t worry husband, I promise to make sure all the sisters are safe and well, hehehe!"
Being drowned between Ruyan’s bountiful tits, Qingyi could only grunt in acceptance, feeling the softness and warmth of that silky skin against his face.
He couldn’t stop himself from feeling a bit like a piece of trash for trying to use intimidation against one of his won.
Even more so for failing so miserably.
But even so, he was happy to finally be able to test his bloodline.
That was only the face of the dragon god of corruption, but it was already a figure as big as a building and whose aura was powerful enough to bring a female cultivator of the crystalline core body to her knees.
He couldn’t help rembering the story he had heard from Tang Biyue’s brother after being taken by the poisonous beauty to that Tang family hideout.
Now he understood well how Biyue had defeated a cultivator of the Iron Body Realm while only being at the Foundation Realm.
Raising his eyes, he saw a blue do spread across the sect’s sky, covering it, hundreds of powerful auras exploding into the sky.
The sect’s defensive formations had just been activated, and that was probably his fault.
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