The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 446 Come, honey... it's your turn now...

The sickening sound of muscle, flesh, and bone being ripped apart was far from melodic. To forcefully sever the limbs of a high-level cultivator, one required a level of raw power that few could imagine.

Fortunately, such strength was something Qingyi possessed in abundance.

The ground beneath them fractured as his feet pressed firmly into the warrior's rib cage, the surrounding atmosphere growing heavy with tension. First, the fabric of the warrior's long sleeves shredded into rags. His skin flushed a deep crimson, and his mangled lips parted in a primal shriek just as his shoulders gave way with a sickening crack.

Desperate, the man attempted to circulate his mana to mount a defense, but his efforts were futile. The agony was so intense he could no longer draw breath. With his mouth utterly destroyed, he was incapable of speech, and his eyes welled with tears of pure torment.

Many onlookers turned their heads when the warrior's skin finally tore, releasing horrific sprays of blood. Beneath the surface, the exposed flesh and bone proved no more resilient than the skin had been.

With a final, powerful heave, Qingyi successfully ripped the arm from the warrior's torso. He remained indifferent to the blood splattering his robes and the muffled wails of despair coming from the opponent’s shattered, crimson-filled jaw.

Qingyi then plunged his blade directly into the location where the warrior's mana heart resided.

Wearing a faint, pleasant smile, he shifted his attention toward the nobleman.

“Is there anything else you desire, my lord?” Qingyi inquired, offering his blood-soaked hands.

This was no polite gesture; he was effectively commanding the trembling, obese Young Master to take his hand.

The nobleman shook violently, his legs nearly giving out as he bowed his head in terror. “N-no...”

“Good.”

Qingyi seized the nobleman’s right hand and applied pressure. It was just enough force to grind the bones into powder, triggering a fresh wave of agonizing screams.

Without lingering a moment longer, Qingyi turned and headed toward his private quarters. While he generally preferred not to attract such attention, he felt that certain situations demanded an exception.

Celestia followed him in silence, keeping a close pace.

“Tell me... do you find your husband’s actions to have been too barbaric?” Qingyi asked the moment they crossed the threshold of their room.

The suite was grand and opulent, certainly exceeding the standards of any commoner.

“No.” Celestia shook her head, causing Qingyi to look at her with surprise.

“No?” he echoed, confused. Did she truly approve of the way he had handled those two?

“That warrior was malevolent! A sinner! A husband possesses every right to execute sinners with whatever level of cruelty he deems fit!” Celestia declared, her chest swelling with pride.

Her voice was melodic and full of life, her eyes gleaming as she leaped into her husband’s embrace.

“I suppose I do. Good girl.” Qingyi couldn't suppress a chuckle.

His hands slid down to Celestia’s backside, landing with a sharp smack that sent a powerful jiggle through her soft, flawless flesh.

“Nghnn~~” Celestia shivered, her gaze softening with desire. They had spent several days traveling to reach this destination, leaving them very little time for intimacy.

Qingyi had unlocked a door within Celestia’s heart that had long been barred, and now, she craved everything he could give.

Qingyi took a seat on the edge of the bed, spreading his legs wide.

“Come, kneel right here,” Qingyi commanded.

Celestia paused for a split second, unfamiliar with the posture. Trembling slightly, she dropped to her knees before him. Her face was now only inches away from the prominent, pulsing bulge within his trousers.

“Husband... what am I supposed to do?” she whispered, a finger pressed to her lips and a look of innocent confusion on her beautiful face.

“Mmhm~~ I shall guide you, my dear...” A new voice joined them—mature, seductive, and sweet, a sharp contrast to Celestia’s tone.

A figure materialized from behind her. She was a voluptuous beauty with skin as white as fallen snow. Her massive breasts pressed against Celestia’s shoulders as she wrapped her arms around the girl from behind.

The woman’s full, violet lips curved into a smirk as her matching eyes met Qingyi’s gaze. The golden-haired priestess shuddered, her body turning rigid.

“Do not be frightened, I am one of your sisters... fufufu~~” Ruxue giggled softly. “Just another victim of this shameless, womanizing rogue.”

“Hm... husband is not a rogue! He might be a shameless womanizer, but he is the hero chosen by the goddess Auranys!” Celestia argued.

She looked bewildered when her defense caused both Qingyi and Ruxue to burst into laughter.

“Ah... did I say something wrong?” Celestia asked, a slight tremor in her voice. She was aware that Qingyi had other wives, as he had been honest with her, but this was her first encounter with one of them.

“It’s nothing, darling...” Ruxue said, pulling Celestia into a tighter embrace. Her hands moved to Qingyi’s belt, swiftly pulling his pants down.

In an instant, Qingyi’s cock was liberated. It was thick, throbbing, and slick, with a bead of precum glistening at the reddish tip right before the faces of the two beauties.

“Just follow my lead...”

Ruxue leaned in toward Qingyi’s cock. Her lips parted and then sealed tightly around the glans, her cheeks hollowing from the intensity of her suction.

Gradually, she took in more. Soft, wet sounds filled the air as the length reached the back of her throat and began to slide deeper. The twenty-three centimeters of flesh forced its way into her narrow throat, creating a visible bulge along the line of her neck.

She didn't stop until her lips were pressed firmly against his groin. Pulling back, she gripped the base with both hands and took him in twice more. Her lips glided over the massive shaft while her tongue flicked around the sensitive tip.

“Ah~~ nghnn~~” Ruxue finally let go, though she continued to stroke him vigorously. She glanced at Celestia, noting the awestruck expression on the girl’s face.

Now she understood why Feiyan—likely the most skilled among the wives—took such pleasure in tutoring the others.

“Come now, sweetheart... it is your turn...” Ruxue guided Celestia forward, positioning Qingyi’s cock directly in front of the lips of the sacred priestess.