The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 420 True Immortal Realm

After a short pause of uncertainty, Qingyi finally tapped the option to advance his cultivation.

[Initiating breakthrough]

A violent tremor surged through Qingyi’s frame the instant the notification appeared. Gritting his teeth in a silent struggle, his eyes flew open as he was submerged in a wave of agonizing pain.

He was attempting the final transition beyond the False Immortal Realm. This was the pivotal stage where his physical form would be forged into a vessel capable of housing a genuine, immortal soul.

Such a transformation was bound to be excruciating.

Hovering several inches off the floor, Qingyi’s body was suspended in mid-air, enveloped by a radiant, blinding aura.

With his eyelids pressed firmly shut, he guided his Qi toward his mind, systematically reconstructing the meridians responsible for his cognitive functions.

More importantly, the surging energy began weaving an ethereal lattice around his consciousness.

It functioned as a secondary brain, constructed entirely from concentrated Qi and tethered directly to his soul—a flickering orb of light that served as the core of his being.

In the past, Qingyi had witnessed this orb many times while watching True Immortals perish, seeing them attempt to flee using these very cores. Now, he finally possessed one of his own.

This sphere was his immortal mind. Should his physical shell be obliterated, his memories and essence would remain perfectly preserved so long as this orb endured.

Once the orb reached completion, Qingyi directed the Qi to descend back through his frame. The energy ravaged his meridians, tempering and refining them by destroying the old structures to pave the way for the new.

Before long, every fiber of his being underwent this radical evolution—his skin, his musculature, and even his skeletal structure.

Every fragment of his existence was being overhauled; every millimeter of flesh was shredded and then instantly mended.

As the impurities were purged from his system, a viscous black substance began to seep out from his pores.

Abruptly, Qingyi snapped his eyes open.

A thunderous shockwave erupted from his position, rattling the entire meditation chamber. The black concrete floor fractured under the pressure, leaving the mana arrays flickering as they struggled to maintain the room's integrity.

The tremors of this breakthrough were so profound that even those kilometers away could feel a faint vibration in the earth.

[Your cultivation has been improved! Third stage of the False Immortal Realm -> First stage of the True Immortal Realm.]

“Ah...” Qingyi let out a long breath as he rose to his feet.

A plume of steam escaped his mouth. His garments had been vaporized, and his muscles radiated such intense heat that a simple touch would likely ignite a sheet of paper.

Hearing the commotion outside, he couldn't help but offer a small sigh. He realized he needed to be more cautious during his breakthroughs. The risk of accidentally triggering a Heavenly Tribulation was becoming real; at the Immortal Emperor Realm, such an event was almost certain, particularly given how far he surpassed the standard power curve. With a shake of his head, he turned his attention to his status window.

[Name: Long Qingyi Age: 21 Cultivation: First Stage Of The True Immortal Realm (5T lust points to upgrade) Affinities: Lightning: 1500 - Sword: 1000 - Fire: 1500 - Ice: 1500 - Charm: 1500 (can be upgraded in the lust store) Spiritual roots: Immortal-level Primordial Creation Seed spirit root (Lightning, sword, fire, ice) (10T lust points to upgrade, new roots can be bought in the lust store). Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Transcendental grade, 10T lust points to upgrade.) Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Transcendental grade, 10T lust points to upgrade.) Lust points: 157,243,736,930]

Although the sudden drop in his wealth felt unpleasant, Qingyi didn't dwell on it for long.

He knew that after spending a few days with his wives, his reserves would be replenished once more.

Stretching his limbs, Qingyi used a burst of Qi to cleanse his skin before exiting the cultivation chamber.

The following day marked his wedding to Isabel, and it was time for the final preparations.

The royal palace was already in a state of high readiness for the celebration, with a small army of royal chefs working day and night to prepare the feast.

The capital was currently teeming with noble houses and foreign diplomats, all eager to catch a glimpse of the man named Qingyi.

During this period, Qingyi was unable to see Isabel due to tradition.

He retired to his quarters alone, enjoying a long, relaxing soak before spending the remainder of the night in deep meditation within his inner world.

Initially, he had planned to exclude his other wives from the ceremony out of respect for Isabel, a sentiment they had all shared.

They recognized this as her special day and didn't wish to overshadow her, knowing their own moments would come in time.

However, Isabel had been adamant, practically pleading for all the women to be present at her side.

Ultimately, they relented. With the wedding only hours away, Qingyi set out to purchase new gowns for them.

The women were, unsurprisingly, delighted by the gesture.

Qingyi was immediately swarmed with affection. Elize was the first to embrace him, looking stunning in a white, floor-length gown accented with gold, pressing Qingyi into the soft depth of her ample, pale chest.

Even the usually haughty Ruxue couldn't hide her joy over the new attire.

A sleek black dress highlighted her elegant curves, the dark fabric providing a sharp contrast to her smooth, porcelain skin.

Eventually, Qingyi emerged from his inner world alongside his wives. He had changed into a traditional black and gold wedding robe, a garment Meilin had meticulously crafted for him. Once everyone was prepared, they made their way through the palace to the wedding site.

The venue was a massive courtyard framed by a magnificent garden. It was spacious enough to host over a thousand people and featured a white marble altar with designated seating for both families.

Aside from a few busy servants, David, and the officiating priest, the area was still mostly vacant.

The girls took their places in the section reserved for Qingyi’s family while the young man approached the altar.

“You are a lucky man to have my daughter as your bride... I’m fairly certain Sofia would have ended me if I tried to bring other women to our wedding, hahaha,” David joked, giving Qingyi a friendly pat on the back.

“Hahaha, she is incredible. Truly, I don’t deserve her—or any of them,” Qingyi replied with a smile, his eyes scanning the guests as they began to arrive.

This marked his final chapter in the Kingdom of Valemont.

Once the wedding concluded and the Meilin Chamber of Commerce was stabilized, his path would lead him to the Rose Empire to investigate the group of heroes.

Specifically, he was interested in the heroines among them.