[Starting lineage improvent]
[Starting constitution improvent]
Two system notifications arrived at Qingyi, his lust points being rapidly drained while a twinge of pain surged through his body.
He was, at this very mont, in an isolated region in the land of beastn, thousands of kiloters away from the nearest settlent. With an explosion of power, his body rose into the skies, floating a few ters above the ground, his Qi engulfing everything around him. The mighty roar of a dragon echoed with the pain he felt. Sharp claws tore at the ground beneath Qingyi, his bloodline projection appearing behind him.
But now, it was strange.
Before, it was just an ethereal and transparent form, made only of Qi. But not anymore.
His roar was real. The tremor of his claws and the tears in the ground were also real.
Mountains were turned to dust and molten magma rose, everything within a twenty-kiloter radius being taken over by nothing but pure destruction.
Three hundred ters long and with overwhelming power, the black dragon of Qingyi's bloodline projection looked more like a god of war who had descended upon the earth.
"That's..." Qingyi turned, watching his bloodline projection.
It seed alive, right there, with so much power and strength that it was hard even for him to believe.
Unlike other breakthroughs, there was hardly any pain. At least not at a level that could make him even grunt.
And even if there was, the pain couldn't bother him less in the face of that terrifying power.
Turning his face, he pointed a single finger toward a huge and
powerful mountain, the only one that had resisted the destruction of his lineage breakthrough.
He extended the finger, gathering powerful thunderous Qi at its tip before releasing it all.
Accompanying this attack was another roar from the black dragon, even louder than the previous one. Its hellish suppression fell upon the mountain, turning it to dust as the horizon lit up with the explosion.
It was as if a second sun had just been created on earth.
[Your "Blood of the Dragon God of Corruption" bloodline has been upgraded! Ancestral Grade -> Astral Grade]
[Your "Primordial Dragon Body" constitution has been upgraded! Ancestral Grade -> Astral Grade]
(Your "Lineage Projection" skill has been upgraded! dium level -> High level.)
Qingyi paused for a mont, observing what was left of the terrain around him before smiling.
It would not be wrong to say that, now, he was not much different. from a walking weapon of mass destruction.
"Hm... it's good to be strong..." The handso young man stretched, cracking his back before he clicked to upgrade his cultivation as well. Like every advancent within the sa realm, it was calm, bringing a few seconds of mild pain before an intense feeling of refreshnt.
With a sigh, he glanced at his status screen.
[Na: Long Qingyi
Age: 22
Cultivation: Second Stage Of The Ancestral Emperor's Realm ($350T$ lust points to upgrade)
Mana Manipulation: Eleventh Ring ($500T$ lust points to upgrade)
Affinities: Lightning: 6000 - Sword: 6000 - Fire: 6000 - Ice: 6000 - Space: 6000 Light: 6000 - Shadow: 6000 - Charm: 6000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)
Spiritual roots: Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed spirit root (Lightning, sword, fire, ice, space, light, shadow) ($???$ lust points to upgrade).
Spiritual roots2: None/Astral Level Primordial Creation Seed Mana
Heart (??? lust points to upgrade).
Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Astral grade, ??? lust
points to upgrade.)
Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Astral grade, ??? lust points to upgrade.)
Lust points: 147.3T]
How could he not be happy with that progress?
His lineage projection had gained the ability to take on a physical corporeal form, and now he was just a few nights of sex away from
the realm of the astral body.
He was truly a blessed man!
With a big smile, Qingyi closed his eyes, locating the position of the fox people's lands, and then being swallowed up by a spatial fold.
Lingxue still had a lot to sort out there, and he also had to beco much stronger if he wanted to destroy whatever great evil was about to fall upon the immortal heavens.
***
Of course, despite everything, Qingyi was not the only one preparing for sothing big.
In the brightly lit imperial capital, it was a calm and quiet night, with most of its inhabitants asleep.
But the emperor's palace, on the other hand, was more awake than
ever.
"How is the emperor's hand?" A voice asked, belonging to a woman sitting on a throne that appeared to be made of pure gold, her beautiful face covered by a mask.
The man beside that woman was equal, of equal power and wearing
an almost identical mask.
These were the Empress and the Enlightened Emperor, the most powerful man and woman on the eastern continent.
"Well, my sovereign. We have finished the maintenance and prepared everything for a long journey, long enough to cross the sea of eternal blue," a man replied, bowing below the two thrones.
His clothes were rich, his face was noble, and despite the hierarchy, he treated the monarchs of that empire with relative casualness. He was the greatest master builder of flying boats in the whole world, being primarily responsible for the design of the emperor's hand. Although he was officially a mber of the five-color pavilion and an employee of the king of gold, he had accumulated so much wealth and so much trust from the high imperial nobility that his position had long surpassed that of a re employee.
If it weren't for the Gold King's direct funding for many of the major projects he had in mind, he would have already ford his own chamber of comrce focused solely on shipbuilding.
"Very well, you will be well rewarded for this." The emperor smiled broadly, then stood up and walked over to the master builder. "Hahaha, I always am, my sovereign. Now tell , why do you need the emperor's hand in such a state?
Are you going to send it to deal with the resistance of the northern
barbarians again? Or a foreign invasion?"
"Oh... nothing much, really, not even anything that is in our territory. You may leave now, I have things to settle with my wife." The emperor patted the master builder on the shoulder.
His tone of voice was calr and friendlier than before.
Still, the master builder shuddered, leaving imdiately, his steps
quicker than when he entered.
He had known the emperor long enough to know that this was not a
good sign. What the hell were they planning with the Hand of God?
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