The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 437 Celestia

[First, some unfortunate news: Today’s update is limited to a single 1,500-word chapter instead of the usual two 1,000-word ones. I had to assist my father with car repairs at the shop. My Discord followers already know the details, but suffice it to say, it wasn't a great time, haha.

My apologies.

On the bright side: I have officially resigned from my current job. Starting next month, the release frequency will jump to 3-4 chapters daily. Also, forget my boss.]

"Don't you want to share more details about that sacred priestess with your dear hubby?" Qingyi inquired.

The moment they stepped into the privacy of the secluded corridor, his hands instinctively gravitated toward Margareth's backside.

Her eyes widened as a sharp, wet smack rang out through the hall.

"Nghnn~~ you... what exactly are you up to, huh?" she moaned, her breath hitching slightly.

Qingyi’s fingers pressed into the plush flesh, which yielded like a rolling tide, while his other hand reached for Meilin on his left side.

"Ah~~ Is there truly no end to hubby’s greed?" Meilin asked, tilting her glowing face toward him.

A sharp, high-pitched squeal slipped from her lips as he struck her ample, rounded, flawless ass.

"I wouldn't have kept you by my side if I possessed any limits," Qingyi replied, placing a tender kiss on Meilin's lips.

His palms slid upward from the bottoms of the two beauties, settling on their slender, graceful waists.

"Celestia, that is her name," Margareth finally revealed. "She is celebrated as the daughter most beloved by Auranys and rarely makes public appearances. Recently, she has been seen even less."

"Hm..." Qingyi rubbed his chin in contemplation.

The most favored daughter of Auranys.

The bishop had informed him regarding Auranys’ recent silence; she had refused to answer any prayers, even those from her highest-ranking devotees.

Truthfully, the subject didn't pique Qingyi’s interest much.

That is, unless he considered the strange coincidence that her silence began exactly after Lucien arrived on the eastern continent.

In an instant, Qingyi’s mind processed thousands of potential scenarios.

Had she been drained after granting that blessing to Lucien? Could such an act truly sap the strength of a goddess?

Qingyi understood it was no trivial matter. Lucien had actually managed to keep pace with his own Cultivation speed.

Nevertheless, she was a goddess.

Lost in thought, Qingyi eventually came to a halt.

They were at the exit of the Five-Color Pavilion.

Sending Margareth and Meilin back into the mental realm, he picked up his pace.

Regardless of the truth, he would uncover the answers shortly.

***

Inside the cathedral, the atmosphere was far from calm.

A hundred armored paladins, each possessing power on par with a True Immortal, had formed a perimeter, completely sealing off the structure.

They denied entry to everyone.

"What is the meaning of this? I have a confirmed appointment with His Holiness!" An arrogant nobleman stepped forward, yelling at the commander of the paladins.

The guard was a veteran combatant of the Tenth Ring.

"The bishop is unavailable and will not grant any audiences at this time. You are free to reschedule," the paladin answered with icy indifference. "Reschedule? Do you realize the effort it took to secure this meeting? I am going to—"

The nobleman's words died in his throat as he was suddenly paralyzed by a heavy, murderous intent directed at him.

The paladin took a step toward him. His weathered, battle-scarred face loomed over the haughty noble as he gave a slight, mocking bow.

"You will leave, you will offer your prayers, you will show gratitude for the grace of Lady Auranys, and then you will seek a new appointment." The paladin enunciated every word with a cold, savage tone that sounded like a beast's growl.

Trembling with pure dread, the nobleman turned and fled. The remaining crowd soon scattered, leaving only a single young man behind.

He was tall and strikingly handsome, possessing a powerful physique and flowing black hair, dressed in dark robes highlighted with gold.

A pendant hung from his chest—one the paladin barely recognized.

The guard narrowed his gaze, stepping forward momentarily before stepping aside to clear the path.

"Greetings, young hero. The bishop is expecting your arrival."

"Understood," Qingyi said.

Without sparing the paladin another look, he crossed the cathedral courtyards and stood before the massive double doors.

Reaching the heavy entrance, he placed his palm against the timber and pushed.

To his astonishment, the familiar groan of the old wood was joined by a sharp cry.

It was a soft, brief, high-pitched scream.

Someone had been right behind the door. A woman.

The force sent her reeling backward, her heavy, voluminous breasts bouncing and nearly spilling from her low-cut neckline.

Upon impact, her chest pressed against her slender torso, and her legs fell slightly apart.

Her pristine white stockings climbed up her thick, soft thighs, pressing into the flesh to create a tempting curve, while her dress shifted just enough to expose more than intended. Qingyi’s gaze naturally drifted to that sight as she landed on the floor.

She had fallen with her legs open, her private area fully visible.

The outer lips of her vulva were thick, pale, and lush, sealing into a deep, untouched crevice that hid her pink core.

Qingyi could already envision the warmth and tightness of that plump, perfect pussy.

Judging by her attire, Qingyi could tell she was clearly a priestess.

A large, unique hat sat atop her golden hair, and her body was wrapped in a dress that seemed far too small for her curves. The white cloth strained against her massive breasts—which were even larger than Sapphire’s—forming deep, provocative shadows.

"Nghnn~~" the woman groaned in pain.

Her voice was so sweet and high-pitched it resembled a moan, as if every sound from her full, rosy lips was dipped in honey.

She looked up at Qingyi, who offered his hand to her.

"My apologies, miss... I didn't realize someone was standing there," he said with genuine regret, though he couldn't stop staring.

The woman shivered.

Her legs snapped shut instinctively as she reached out to take Qingyi’s hand with hesitation.

Her fingers felt delicate, yet her curvaceous body felt heavy for her stature.

'Not that this is without a reason...' Qingyi smirked internally, his eyes lingering on her thighs.

They were divine.

"I-it’s alright, I shouldn't have been in the way," the woman stammered while trying to stand.

Her lovely voice was cut short by another cute, high-pitched squeal as she lost her balance again. Fortunately, Qingyi was ready this time and caught her before she hit the ground, drawing her body against his.

His right hand gripped the beauty's slim waist, while his left hand moved to her thighs, seizing and squeezing firmly.

His eyes widened for a split second.

The flesh was incredibly soft and squishy—far more than he expected.

His fingers buried themselves deep into the flawless, pale skin, causing the woman’s lips to part.

Her breasts were magnificent, falling only slightly behind those of Isabel, Ruxue, and Elize.

But those thighs were in a league of their own, truly blessed and perhaps even molded by a deity.

'Ah... Is Auranys also a goddess of fertility?' Qingyi pondered.

"You—aghnnn—" she moaned, the sound loud and lewd.

Her face flushed a deep crimson, catching even Qingyi off guard.

He had only touched her thighs—why such a drastic reaction? [Celestia's Lust increases by 15%]

[Celestia's Corruption increases by 1 point, +7 billion lust points.]

[You touched a woman blessed by an ancient goddess in an extremely inappropriate manner! +10 billion lust points!]

[Name: Celestia

Age: 33 Corruption: 1/100

Chastity: Intact

Lust: 15% Talent: Great Genius

Reward: Extremely high

Spiritual roots: None/Immortal Level Mana Heart

Mana Manipulation: Ninth Ring

Traits: Faithful, Milf mommy, Overly sensitive, Overly pure, Naive]

"Y-young man... could you please nghnn~~ move your hand? This isn't..." Celestia pleaded, her voice trembling.

Her face burned as her body was flooded with sensations she had never encountered before.

Her core was heat-flushed and her nipples had turned hard. "Oh... my apologies, miss. I am Long Qingyi, it is an honor to meet you."

Qingyi finally pulled his hand from her thighs, but he maintained his grip on her waist, holding her close so her massive breasts were crushed against his chest.

"I am... Celestia... You are the new chosen hero, correct? Thank you for... well..."

She averted her gaze again, unable to look into Qingyi’s eyes. They were far too piercing, too full of fire.

Did he truly have to stare at her that way?

Celestia’s pale blue eyes were beginning to well up with tears when a voice called out to her.

The shaking in her limbs ceased, and she regained her composure.

It was the bishop of the cathedral.

The two quickly separated as a figure emerged from the distance.

A middle-aged man, looking both handsome and dignified, walked toward them.

"Oh... have you two already introduced yourselves? Hahahaha," the bishop chuckled. "Celestia, this is Long Qingyi. He is the final member of the five heroes and will be responsible for protecting you on the field of battle."

The bishop spoke with a warm smile.

Celestia was a divine priestess, capable of mending mortal wounds, bringing back the recently fallen, and bestowing powerful divine buffs upon her allies.

However, her personal combat ability was nonexistent, making her dependent on protection during war.

Since Lucien had already been assigned to the vanguard, the duty of guarding the girls in the rear fell to Qingyi.

He couldn't be happier with the church's tactical arrangements.

"Ah..." Celestia looked back at Qingyi.

His eyes were still fixed on her with intensity, but she was starting to grow accustomed to the feeling.

A bright smile lit up her face as she said:

"Please look after me, Miss Sapphire, and Miss Aeryn!" Celestia beamed, bringing her hands together in front of her massive tits, a gesture that squeezed them obscenely.

"I certainly will, hahaha," Qingyi grinned. 'Perhaps a little too well,' he added in his mind.