The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 479 - Relax a little with your husband, okay?

Resting comfortably on the edge of a massive, opulent bathtub, Qingyi felt the immense weight of Elize's twin peaks as they engulfed his thick, pulsing cock.

The sensation of her voluminous, heated flesh pressing against his thighs caused a faint tremor of pleasure to ripple through him.

Qingyi occasionally lost track of just how vast and soft they truly were, but his devoted wife was always eager to provide a physical reminder of their impressive scale.

Elize hoisted her breasts around her husband's member one final time

before letting them drop, resulting in a resonant, wet slap against Qingyi's thighs.

She then gathered them in her arms, squeezing them firmly against his shaft while simultaneously latching her lips onto the crimson glans, sucking with intense hunger.

From behind him, a voice that sounded both regal and timid reached his ears.

"Must I truly participate in this? ... It is quite shameful..."

The speaker was Aeryn. Her supple breasts were slick with lather as she pressed her body against Qingyi's back, rubbing herself against him.

"Oh... your shame seemed absent when you were gulping down my seed, hahaha." Qingyi teased, his laughter slightly muffled.

Aeryn bowed her head, her complexion turning a brilliant shade of crimson. Did Qingyi really have to mention such lewd occurrences?

"Ah..." For a second, Elize pulled away from Qingyi's cock to offer a smile to the beauty behind him. "Just endure it, Sister Aeryn! You will surely grow accustomed to this before long, fufufu~~"

This attempt at encouragement only served to deepen Aeryn's embarrassment, making her tremble as her blush intensified.

That particular brand of support was the last thing she required at this

moment.

Elize returned to her task, sliding her breasts up and down the length of Qingyi's cock.

Heavy, wet sounds filled the air with every collision of skin, sending ripples through her pale, massive tits and causing them to bounce like two enormous, firm mounds of jelly.

While Elize attended to his lower half, Qingyi turned his attention toward Aeryn.

He drew the high elf into a firm embrace and captured her lips in a deep kiss, his tongue sliding into her mouth.

Though Aeryn offered a faint resistance at first, she quickly surrendered to his touch, her tongue dancing with his while her pussy became saturated with her own arousal.

"Try to relax with your husband, alright? I respect the customs of your people, but we are not among them now..." Qingyi whispered.

Just then, he felt his cock throb intensely within the tight suction of Elize's mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as a massive torrent of cum flooded her throat.

"Gulp... gulp... aghnn~~ hubby~~ gulp.... it tastes so good~~ hehehe~~"

The sound of Elize greedily swallowing echoed in the room, causing Aeryn to look away.

Qingyi was right. She was no longer bound by the stifling regulations of high elf society.

She was with her husband, the man she had committed to spend her long life with. Given his grand goals, perhaps they would be together for all eternity.

Finding new resolve, she joined Elize in washing Qingyi, meticulously tending to every part of his body.

When the bath was over, the handsome Young Master brought both women to bed, pleasuring them until they collapsed in exhaustion upon his chest.

Only then did he summon two more of his wives to join him.

The following week continued in that fashion—a cycle of endless, passionate sex.

After many days had passed, Qingyi finally paused to inspect his accumulated lust points.

He had nearly reached the seventy trillion mark again, despite the diminishing returns from the three heroines and the need to distribute his attention among his other wives.

With a quiet sigh, he stood up and planted a kiss on the foreheads of Ruyan and Rongyan, who were slumbering in his arms, before sending them back to the mental world.

[Stay cautious...] Ruxue's voice resonated in his mind, prompting a smile from him. "I will," he replied, stepping out of his hotel suite.

DragonPeak, the grand capital of the dragon kin, was categorized into three distinct zones.

The first was the outer perimeter. Here, the line between the poor and the middle class was non-existent, as poverty had been nearly

wiped out in the city.

The second was the noble district, home to human aristocrats, wealthy tycoons, and massive corporate entities.

The only way to enter without triggering the detection arrays protecting the floating island was through this noble sector.

The third zone was the floating island itself, referred to as the cloud region or the black castle, which served as the home for the patriarch and the high-ranking draconic elf nobility. Access was restricted to a massive teleportation hub, guarded by a thousand warriors, each possessing the strength of at least a true immortal.

Today, however, the guard presence was even more formidable, managing a massive crowd as an arena was erected in the great square before the platform.

The onlookers were buzzing with excitement, a mix of young geniuses and older cultivators hoping to change their fates.

Qingyi stood within the throng, observing the numerous banners fluttering above the arena seating.

A throne sat beneath each banner, reserved for a high-level expert.

The only vacant seat was beneath a black banner decorated with purple flames—the only one of its design.

In place of a seated master, a woman clad in heavy, black steel armor stood guard. Only her lips and her long, dark obsidian horns were visible beneath her ornate helm.

Her gaze swept over the assembled crowd as if she were searching for a specific individual.

Qingyi examined the banner for a moment longer until Sapphire and Aeryn confirmed his suspicions.

That banner represented Seraphine's faction.

He couldn't hide his satisfaction. If he could reach Seraphine directly, his path would be much smoother... However, she wasn't present herself, meaning Qingyi had to hope her representative would pick him out.

Before Qingyi could plan his next move, he was forced to look

upward.

A crushing weight suddenly descended upon the area, instantly forcing half of the nearby people to the ground, flattened like insects.

High above, a colossal bronze dragon soared, only slightly smaller than the current Khaedryss, its thunderous roar cowing everyone below.

This was a twelfth ring powerhouse, a being on par with an Astral Body Realm Cultivation expert, and likely the patriarch of one of the twelve great

families!