The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 428 A beautiful view.

The nun's brief excitement dissipated the moment she realized Qingyi was also an infidel.

More than that, he hailed from an entirely different continent, a land where numerous men audaciously claimed divine status.

Qingyi, after checking the elderly woman's status, shook his head. She wasn't malicious, merely a religious zealot.

"I must send a letter; wait here for me!" the nun declared before re-entering the church, prompting a soft sigh from Qingyi.

Ruxue had already entered the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword, leaving only Qingyi and Aeryn.

The elf's beautiful green eyes briefly fixated on Qingyi's sword, gleaming with curiosity. With light, graceful steps, she approached the church garden's gate.

"Follow me," she instructed Qingyi.

He trailed behind her, his gaze fixated on her posterior, the full, perfectly rounded mounds of soft flesh jiggling enticingly with each stride.

After traversing a few hundred meters from the church, Aeryn halted and turned. Her elven blade smoothly unsheathed as her entire form became enveloped in pure green mana.

Beneath her feet, flowers spontaneously bloomed, and the tiara adorning her head appeared even more vibrant than before.

Naturally, she was utilizing only a fraction of her mana, much like Qingyi himself had barely tapped into his Qi when drawing the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword.

This was simply intended to be a brief, friendly spar.

The two exchanged a momentary stare before Aeryn seized the initiative.

Her body blurred into motion, approaching the speed of sound but not quite surpassing it, her elven saber slashing towards Qingyi.

He defended himself, parrying and deflecting Aeryn's blade, whose body immediately spun.

Her right leg ascended, causing the fabric to stretch and cling even closer to her form. Qingyi's eyes were almost lost in the sight of the plump, soft mound of her vulva, its outer lips perfectly outlined by the tight material.

It was a truly captivating sight.

He raised a single hand, warding off the kick aimed at his head before sending Aeryn backward.

Still balanced on one foot, Aeryn landed several feet away. Slowly, she lowered her raised foot.

The fabric relaxed, and the perfect outline of her plump, virgin pussy faded, leaving only a soft bulge visible where the material dipped into her gentle valley.

"You're good..." she remarked, a soft curve gracing her lips.

"Better than Lucien?" Qingyi inquired, eliciting a surprised expression from Aeryn.

"You know him?" she asked, tilting her head.

"I had the pleasure of smashing his face once in my homeland; it was quite enjoyable."

"Hm... I imagine it was," Aeryn replied before altering her strategy, advancing towards Qingyi once more.

Her blade flew towards Qingyi's as before, clashing with the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword. Her leg also rose in the same manner, targeting Qingyi's head.

However, this time, she refused to be sent backward, her body instead rising into the sky. She intended to disarm Qingyi swiftly.

Unfortunately, she made a slight miscalculation.

Qingyi's hands moved to her waist, while his feet slipped on the ground, slick from the previous night's rain.

Qingyi

Qingyi's back hit the ground with a resounding thud. He barely had time to register Aeryn's shapely, plump derriere hurtling towards his head.

His face was instantly engulfed in an unparalleled softness.

A shockwave rippled through the plump, perfect globes, bringing the soft, plump mound of Aeryn's elven pussy into perfect alignment with Qingyi's lips.

Aeryn froze, feeling Qingyi's warm breath against her most intimate area.

His hands moved to her hips, his lips parting gently.

Even through the fabric, the sensation remained overwhelmingly potent.

Her cheeks flushed, and her full, pink lips parted.

"Nghnn~~" A short, soft moan escaped her before she finally reacted.

She launched herself airborne, her body spinning once before landing a short distance away.

Even in such a predicament, she maintained her nobility; even her moan had been calm and composed.

"I... I'm sorry..." Qingyi lied, also rising, unable to conceal the burgeoning monster in his pants.

He yearned to taste that elven pussy without the fabric separating them; he desired to possess her and shatter all that composure.

"No... it was my fault..." Aeryn averted her gaze, re-sheathing her sword.

Her eyes briefly flickered to Qingyi's pants before she sharply turned her face away.

What exactly was that enormous, throbbing object?

[Aeryn's corruption increased by 2 points, +5 billion lust points.]

[Aeryn's lust increased by 5%.]

The two simply stood there, an awkward silence enveloping them until, at last, the nun reappeared.

She was somewhat annoyed that they hadn't waited for her inside the church, but ultimately, she could only sigh in defeat.

She was acutely aware that Aeryn possessed enough power to decimate a small town with just a few strikes. From the casual manner in which she sparred with Qingyi, the nun surmised he was no less formidable.

Given that both were infidels, she opted for caution.

"I have contacted the bishop in the imperial capital. You must depart immediately; he wishes to observe the new hero... Miss Aeryn has also been relieved of her current mission." The nun spoke, her eyes fixated on Qingyi.

"Do not allow yourself to be corrupted, infidel.

Your soul can still be redeemed; surrender yourself to the light of Auranys!" she exclaimed.

In response, Qingyi merely laughed.

"I'll consider your proposition."

He might surrender to Auranys' pussy, but her light? Highly unlikely.

The nun fumed, grinding her teeth, but in the end, she simply turned and departed. She was too old to stress over these young individuals.

Alone, Qingyi looked at Aeryn.

"Let's go... I'll lead the way," Aeryn stated, nodding her head. A long cloak immediately enveloped her curves.

"If Lucien causes trouble, just knock out a few of his teeth. That resolves everything," she added before finally leaving.

Qingyi smiled, following closely behind Aeryn.

The cloak fluttered, and even at extreme speed, he could appreciate the curves of Aeryn's thighs and buttocks, swaying with each movement.

This promised to be a lengthy journey, and fortunately, the scenery was exquisite.