[Your cultivation has been improved! Second stage of the immortal emperor realm -> third stage of the immortal emperor realm.]
A long, exhausted sigh escaped Qingyi's lips as his eyes fell on the
status screen.
The price to advance to the Ancestral Emperor realm was now over two hundred and fifty trillion.
Well, with Khaedryss by his side, that amount didn't seem so absurd after all.
Grumbling softly, he just focused his gaze.
Spiritual roots, mana heart, bloodline, and constitution.
He could improve everything and still have two hundred trillion left to invest in his affinities.
How could he not be excited?
Sighing, Qingyi clicked to improve his spiritual roots and mana heart, gritting his teeth as that usual hellish pain struck him.
[Starting improvent...]
His dantian, previously calm, suddenly stirred. A tremor ran through his fra, accompanied by a heat similar to molten magma spreading throughout his body, engulfing his ridians.
"Damn... what the hell is this?"
Qingyi growled, punching the ground hard. The sturdy black concrete beneath him sank, forming a crater.
That pain was not ordinary.
Even in his most painful breakthroughs, even when he was still unaccustod to it, it had never hurt this much.
"No... do you think you can beat ?"
He flashed a bloody smile, clicking to improve his bloodline and constitution.
The mighty roar of a dragon echoed through the temple and the walls of the cultivation room where Qingyi stood began to crack under the pressure, the temperature around him rising dangerously.
The pain exploded, dozens of tis more intense than before, but Qingyi didn't care.
His gums bled, his skin cracked. Every piece of his being was breaking down and being rebuilt.
That was the path of cultivation. That was the punishnt he had to accept for skipping so many essential steps, steps that could hold others back for centuries or millennia.
Fighting against his own body, Qingyi sat cross-legged.
He felt his clothes lting against his skin, a strange sensation arising in his head, as if sothing was banging against his skull, struggling to break through.
His hands went to the floor. From his shadow on the blackened floor, he saw sothing erge, but he couldn't make out what it was.
Blood trickled down his forehead, blinding his beautiful eyes.
"System..."
Qingyi punched the floor again, even harder than before. He felt the world around him begin to collapse, the arrays barely able to regenerate the cultivation room fast enough to overco the destruction.
"What's happening to ?"
He grabbed his chest, a deep anxiety overwhelming him.
His own flesh seed to change as his heart raced at such an absurd speed that it seed as if it wasn't even beating.
[Don't resist.]
The system replied, cold and direct, eliciting a bitter smile from Qingyi.
It wasn't as if he had a choice, right?
He was, in the end, whether he liked it or not, a slave to the system.
Even if the system was just a tool.
When he reflected on that, Qingyi found himself unable to avoid a bad taste in his mouth.
But he didn't show his dissatisfaction. Not yet.
He closed his eyes, cald his breathing, and then endured.
Only after several long minutes was he able to open his eyes again.
[Your spiritual root has been upgraded! Ancestral-level Primordial Creation Seed -> Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed]
[Your mana heart has been upgraded! Ancestral-level Primordial Creation Seed -> Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed]
[Your "Primordial Dragon Body" constitution has been upgraded! Immortal grade -> Ancestral Grade]
[Your Blood of the Corruption Dragon God bloodline has been upgraded! Immortal grade -> Ancestral Grade]
[Your charm has increased! 1,500 -> 6,000]
Qingyi's mind cald down and his thought processing speed
exploded as he finally found peace.
He clenched his fist, feeling the strength of his muscles.
They were stronger than before. Much stronger.
In his entire life, this was probably the first ti his physique had beco so much stronger with a single breakthrough, his muscle density exploding to an absurd level.
He threw a punch, without even putting any force into it, but also without controlling the energy, letting it flow freely.
In an instant, dust flew into the air. The world around him seed to be about to end as the shockwave of his pure physical power spread.
"Even my bones have changed..." Long Qingyi whispered, using his Qi to wipe away the blood that covered him.
With a gentle movent, he bought a mirror from the system store, observing his reflection.
"System... how much of is still human?" He asked, gritting his
teeth.
[Part of your blood, part of your Qi, your ridians, and part of your
brain.]
The system replied coldly.
Qingyi stared at himself for another mont, calling upon his draconic Qi, spreading it across his eyes.
Usually, they would change, but not like this.
His white sclera changed color, turning a deep black. His purple
pupils took on the shape of slits, an intense glow dominating them, capable of illuminating any dark night.
Against the black sclera, they were like two bright spots in the deep abyss, small cracks spreading across the skin of his face.
He touched his own face, feeling the cracks slowly spreading until they reached his cheeks.
Among his long black hair, a pair of horns stood up. They were black
as night, with sharp points, their darkness glimring in the dim light
of that room.
Was that truly him?
When Qingyi stopped circulating his Qi, his eyes returned to normal. Still purple and beautiful, but no longer like balls of light in an abyss
of endless darkness.
"Can I hide these things?" Qingyi spoke, touching his horn.
[Yes, freely.] The system replied. [But I must remind you that this is
the path you have chosen to walk. You are destined to beco the new Dragon God of Corruption. I am nothing more than a tool to fulfill the ultimate wish of the ancient priestesses.]
"The new Dragon God of Corruption. Hm?" Qingyi laughed, "No... I won't limit myself that much. I will be sothing greater than that." His training was not over yet, and he still had a lot to improve. Nt: I think it's ti to update Qingyi's art, isn't it?
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