NT: For those of you who didn't like what happened in the temple, relax, it won't be the sa. I don't want to fill his harem with naless girls anymore, that was a mistake.
If you liked what happened in the temple, relax, you'll like that too.
For the rest of the day, Qingyi did nothing but cultivate, calming his still sowhat unstable base and testing his newly acquired ability to fly.
It was still a little difficult to overco the primordial laws of the immortal sky and fly freely, spending much more Qi than in the mortal sky.
But with the gains in efficiency in the use of Qi that Qingyi had obtained, it evened out.
At morning, he left that cultivation room, changed his clothes and walked to the huge golden palace on the horizon.
In the courtyard, below the grand staircase, was a flying ship, strangely small by the standards of the immortal sky.
It was the dragon people's fastest flying ship, capable of carrying only around ten passengers, with two private suites.
In front of it, Qingyi's eyes imdiately t those of a beautiful, elegant figure, hugging her huge sword, watching him with a flushed face.
Next to her, there were two female guards, both immortal emperors, as well as an elder from the ancestral emperor realm, with a long gray beard and tired eyes.
"Young miss Qianyao, elder." Qingyi clenched his fists, bowing to both of them.
The elder only nodded silently before entering the flying ship, followed by the guards.
Originally, he was supposed to get one of the two suites on that flying ship. But the patriarch had forced him to give up his room to Qingyi and this had obviously made him angry.
Qianyao paid no attention to the old man's scowl, only smiling at Qingyi. "Young master Qingyi, we were just waiting for you."
"Sorry I'm late, young miss Qianyao, I ended up cultivating a bit too much, hahaha" Qingyi gave a soft, muffled laugh.
Without further ado, the two of them entered the flying ship, taking places in the first row of seats.
Qingyi just relaxed, feeling the flying ship take off and watching through the glass window as the capital of the dragon people soon began to move away.
"Have you ever been to the land of the fox people?" Qingyi asked.
"No, but Dad has... it's a unique place, but they say that n aren't exactly welco there."
"No n?" Qingyi couldn't help but be a little confused by those words.
Xueyao had already spoken about a father, how could there be no n?
"There were, many millennia ago, but father said that things changed about twenty thousand years ago.There was an attack, a great battle and then everything changed.
I honestly don't know how they still reproduce despite being totally isolated. n aren't exactly forbidden or despised, just... it is
complicated"
Qingyi couldn't help but take on a thoughtful expression at what he had just discovered.
First of all, the date of what happened; twenty thousand years.
That was Xueyao's age and basically the ti when she reached mortal heaven.
Did it have anything to do with her? Possibly, if it was sothing big enough to exterminate all the n of the fox people...
Just thinking about it made Qingyi's heart sink slightly.
At the very least, Xueyao's father was dead and he honestly didn't know what could have happened to her mother.
How broken would her heart be if her twenty thousand years of waiting were just to find graves?
Even the thought of going to a land where only won lived, all of them probably incomparable beauties and huge tits, was unable to
cheer him up.
'Ah... think more with your dick and less with your heart, think of the
lust points...!
Qingyi repeated to himself, unable to hold back a soft laugh as he realized the absurdity of his words.
Well, fortunately, her father and mother didn't seem to be that
important to Xueyao, not compared to the matriarch. That was the one Xueyao talked about the most; her parents were just a distant and
faded mory.
"You shaless womanizer... what are you thinking, huh?" Ruxue's
sweet, mature voice echoed in Qingyi's mind.
She only had to listen to a single second of that conversation to fully
understand what Qingyi was planning.
'Nothing much... He gave a ntal chuckle. 'Just plans for the future,
distant plans..!
He could already imagine Ruxue rolling her eyes at those words,
watching him with extre suspicion.
Shifting his focus, he stared at Qianyao again, admiring her profound
beauty.
"Young Miss Qianyao is truly an unrivaled beauty in this world... I
understand why that jinrui bastard is so fond of you. My own heart is unable to bear your gaze...
"W-What?" Qianyao stamred, blushing even more, instinctively covering her face. Why was Qingyi saying that? Why so suddenly?
A few seats back, the elder stood up, glaring at Qingyi with anger and
contempt.
"You bastard, how dare you disrespect the young lady like that? I
will-"
"Silence!" Qianyao raised a single hand, casting an angry scowl at the elder before facing Qingyi again. "T-thank you for the complint, young master Qingyi, I'll take a mont to cultivate..." Without even giving the handso young man ti to reply, she went to her private suite, locking herself in.
Her steps were shaky, her breathing rapid and her heart pounding. "Nghnn~~" She put her hand on her chest. "You... shaless... who do
you think I am?"
Still sitting in his seat, Qingyi just sipped peacefully from his wine, ignoring the stares behind his back.
The old man watched him with hatred while the guards looked at him
with impressed gazes.
They had been protecting the young lady since her birth and had
already been personally ordered to break the legs of many arrogant and disrespectful young masters.
The mont they heard Qingyi's words, they believed it would be another case like this.
How could they have imagined that Qianyao would not only be angry
with the elder who spoke against Qingyi, but would even have such an exaggerated reaction to such simple words?
The rest of the journey was uneventful, lasting around three days and
soon arriving in a strange land.
It was like a green fortress surrounding an icy mountain, rising gloriously, barely resembling a human palace of extre proportions. At the center of it all, rising from the summit of the icy mountain itself, stood an enormous tree; rising to the height of the clouds, its trunk thick enough to fit a city inside itself.
This was the capital of the fox people, one of the richest and most
isolated in the entire land of the beast people, with only around five hundred inhabitants.
The mont the ship landed and both Qingyi and Qianyao got off, they were imdiately surrounded by dozens of figures of incomparable beauty, watching them curiously, their furry tails and ears wagging excitedly...
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