The moment Long Wujin’s voice fell silent, Long Qingyi’s mind began to spin, as if the entire world had slipped off its axis.
His eyes widened as a thread of Wujin’s consciousness invaded his mind, and in the blink of an eye, Qingyi’s bloodline consumed it whole.
Then, Wujin’s entire lineage poured into him, hot and heavy like boiling blood coursing through his veins.
Qingyi groaned in pain, teeth grinding as his whole body seemed to burn from within.
A moment before his consciousness faded pletely, Wujin’s voice echoed one last time.
"Take good care of our Rou’er, and when you reach the land of the true gods, tell my mother that I love her and that I’m sorry."
The very instant those words faded away, Qingyi plunged into a deep sleep.
He had no idea how much time had passed before his eyelids finally managed to flutter open again.
He found himself in his cultivation room, lying flat on his back. His clothes hung in tatters, and a thin layer of sweat glistened across his body beneath the soft ambient light.
"System... did everything go well?" he asked, his voice tinged with a hint of sorrow.
[Yes. Your bloodline has been seamlessly integrated. You now possess one hundred percent pure draconic blood, in no way inferior to that of Long Wujin at his peak. Congratulations, host.]
Qingyi let out a heavy sigh, pushing his aching body upward and slowly sitting up.
"You said it wouldn’t just be the heavens trying to eliminate me for manipulating fate... who else is out there to punish you?"
The System remained silent, even after he repeated the question a second and third time.
In the end, Qingyi could only let out another sigh. This world was far larger than he had ever imagined, and he knew full well that a long journey still lay ahead of him.
He stood up, his eyes drifting naturally to the status screen floating before him.
[Name: Long Qingyi
Age: 23
Cultivation: Ninth stage of the Cosmic Domain Realm
Mana Manipulation: Sixteenth Ring
Affinities: Lightning: 100,500 - Sword: 100,500 - Fire: 100,500 - Ice: 100,500 - Space: 100,500 - Light: 100,500 - Shadow: 100,500 - Wind: 100,500 - Metal: 100,500 - Water: 100,500 - Earth: 100,500 - Charm: 1,000,000 (can be upgraded in the Lust Store)
Spiritual Roots: Primordial-level Primordial Creation Seed Spirit Root (Lightning, Sword, Fire, Ice, Wind, Metal, Water, Earth, Space, Light, Shadow) (Spiritual Roots Ascension required to continue upgrading.)
Spiritual Roots²: None / Primordial-level Primordial Creation Seed Mana Heart (Spiritual Roots Ascension required to continue upgrading.)
Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Primordial grade; Lineage Ascension required to continue upgrading.)
Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Primordial grade; Constitution Ascension required to continue upgrading.)
G Lust Points: 230,120]
To his surprise, not only had all his affinities skyrocketed, but even his spiritual roots and cultivation itself had taken a considerable leap forward.
When his gaze fell on the charm value, a sigh escaped his lips. On a whim, he purchased a mirror from the system store.
As he stared at his own reflection, a smile curved his lips.
Much had changed.
His eyes shone with a new intensity, his horns displaying even more refined and elegant lines.
His face, already naturally beautiful and masculine, no longer resembled that of a human, nor that of a god—after all, many said that even the gods had flaws.
His face had none.
Qingyi turned his attention to the Qi pulsing within his Dantian.
Everything had fused into a single entity with his draconic Qi.
Before, each type of Qi remained separate, and he had to actively work to move the draconic Qi and fuse it with the others. Now, that barrier had simply ceased to exist.
He raised his hand, summoning his fire Qi and feeling the searing heat of a dragon’s flames spill out into the room, engulfing every corner in a crimson glow.
The flames were naturally imbued with his draconic Qi, without him even having to think about it.
The same held true for his entire body and every one of his abilities, including several others he didn’t even know he possessed.
What had once demanded conscious effort now flowed as naturally as breathing.
"System," he called, "With my current talent, how will I fare against the geniuses of the Land of the True Gods?"
[Your bloodline is just as powerful as theirs, but you still have plenty of room for improvement in various other aspects to withstand more than one or two of their strikes, even within the same cultivation realm. I can’t say much, since I don’t know much.]
Hearing that, Qingyi could only let out a weary sigh and stretch, his muscles protesting slightly after so much time spent motionless.
His eyes fluttered open, and in the next instant, they sparkled as he sensed Ruxue slipping out from the realm of the mind.
She materialized high above him, her lips curving into a cheerful smile as her body plummeted, those ample breasts jiggling with the momentum as they hurtled in free fall straight toward Qingyi’s face.
He grabbed her by the hips in a reflexive motion.
That enormous pair of tits swallowed his face pletely, the plump flesh rippling from the impact as the wide cleavage parted open and molded itself around his features.
Her milky skin was warm and silky against his, the two soft globes pressing heavily around his face, just enough to smother every contour of him.
"Ah... you can’t go even a second without wanting to smother your husband to death?" he muttered, his voice muffled by the tight embrace of those inparable pale tits.
"Nghnn~~" Ruxue’s purple eyes glowed with an almost childlike delight.
Her lips, the same shade, curved into a languid smile.
"No," she replied simply, pushing his shoulders just enough to free his face from that lush embrace.
The moment she finally caught sight of Qingyi’s face, Ruxue’s eyes gleamed.
Without wasting a second, she leaned down and claimed his lips in a hungry kiss, her tongue slipping past them to explore her husband’s mouth.
"Ah... the girls are going to go crazy when they see you, you know? Fufufu~" She let out a soft, mischievous giggle, melting against the lips of the man she had, over time, e to truly love.
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