The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 422 Wedding (02)

As their lips finally separated, Qingyi dropped to one knee, sliding a magnificent ring onto his bride's finger.

Forged from a unique magical gold, the band was designed to significantly amplify the potency of spells. A massive, flawless sapphire sat at its center, shimmering brilliantly.

Isabel found it impossible to suppress her sheer joy.

She had to resist the sudden impulse to rush toward Qingyi’s other wives just to flaunt her new jewelry.

Through their shared experiences within the world of the mind, every one of them had become precious to the dark-skinned beauty.

No longer did she refer to them as sisters simply because it was a tradition started by the priestesses and adopted by the others.

In her heart, she truly regarded them as her own kin now.

The ritual continued, as it was now Isabel’s turn to present Qingyi with a ring.

While she couldn't provide a piece of jewelry that matched the astral-grade quality of the one he had given her, the handsome young man didn't care in the slightest.

Because that ring was chosen with love by his precious Isabel, its value far surpassed any astral-grade treasure in existence.

Ultimately, high-tier artifacts were easy for Qingyi to acquire. His wives, however, were

irreplaceable.

The remainder of the wedding proceeded without a hitch.

Qingyi offered the inaugural slice of cake to his parents-in-law and then to his wives, followed by Isabel serving both him and herself.

The couple shared a dance and accepted offerings from the gathered guests. They even made the first cut into the massive beast that David had hunted personally for the occasion.

The festivities stretched on through the night.

Inside the palace walls, the aristocrats took their time savoring gourmet delicacies, observing the new prince, and naturally, engaging in political maneuvering. Meanwhile, the common folk outside were included in the joy. The royal treasury spent a small fortune on meat and local musicians to ensure the entire populace felt part of the celebration.

Qingyi had to acknowledge that David was a natural-born politician.

He managed to keep the nobility satisfied while ensuring the commoners felt included in the event.

Nevertheless, David maintained a clear boundary between the classes.

He allowed the people enough prosperity to remain content, but never enough to imagine they could sit at his table.

He knew that if they ever felt like equals, it would only be a matter of time before they believed they had the right to seize his throne.

Qingyi waited patiently for the formalities to conclude. It wasn't until the first light of dawn that he was finally permitted to retire for his wedding night with Isabel.

He sent all his other wives back to the world of the mind before heading to the bedroom, alone with the black beauty.

"Thank you, hubby..." Isabel murmured softly at Qingyi’s side as they walked.

She held tightly to his left arm, pressing it deep into the valley of her massive breasts. Her eyes were heavy with sleepiness and her lips trembled slightly.

"If hubby hadn't saved me on that day, I wonder what would have happened to me?" she whispered, tightening her grip as she noticed Qingyi stop in his tracks.

They had reached the door to their suite.

Qingyi paused, turned to her with a smile, and pulled her into a warm embrace.

One of his hands slid down to her rear, his palm making forceful contact with her perfect, chocolate-toned buttocks.

"Nghnn~~" Isabel let out a heavy, panting moan.

Her backside quivered from the strike, and Qingyi’s fingers buried themselves deep into the soft, ample flesh.

"I am also glad I rescued you, my love..." Qingyi whispered into her ear.

Supporting her by her rear, he hoisted her onto his lap, her thighs locking around his waist.

With a fluid movement, he kissed her deeply, carried her into the room, and used his Qi to shut the door behind them.

He immediately laid Isabel down upon the luxurious, king-sized bed of the princess.

She landed on her back, her body gently bouncing against the plush mattress.

Her enormous breasts swayed wildly before settling heavily against her chest, their sheer size partially obscuring her slender frame.

Qingyi climbed onto the bed slowly. His fingers found the hem of Isabel's dress, gradually lifting the fabric.

First, her petite, elegant feet were revealed, her white heels already falling away.

Then the fabric moved past her slim knees and up her soft, voluminous thighs. His hands gripped and kneaded her flawless skin before finally bunching the dress up around Isabel’s wide hips.

One hand stayed on her waist, his fingers digging into her smooth

skin.

His other hand traveled to her massive pair of breasts, seizing the neckline and pulling it down to liberate those dark, perfect mounds from their confinement.

They rolled like a heavy, turbulent sea, pressed together by Isabel’s own arms as her forearms sank into the vast

flesh.

Qingyi felt himself salivating as he moved to position himself between

Isabel’s thighs.

His massive member broke free from his clothes, the ten-inch shaft striking Isabel’s entrance with a wet thud, the tip pressing firmly against the fabric of her panties and the plump mound of her vulva. "Nghnn~~ hubby..." Isabel moaned, gasping for air as she felt the heavy weight of Qingyi’s cock.

She was already nearing the edge of her endurance.

Qingyi hesitated for a moment, glancing at 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]

He was getting close to having enough points to look into expanding his spiritual roots once more. But in this moment, those thoughts faded. Qingyi turned his full attention back to Isabel, his fingers reaching for the edge of

her underwear.