The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 517 - Gold King (04)

Previously on The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System...
The Gold King welcomed Qingyi to join him in fishing, revealing the enchanted lock as a ancient test few had passed, including a young Meilin who solved it in record time. As they grilled spirit carp and shared bites, the king reflected on his vast offspring lost to time and talent's cruelty, then probed Qingyi's rapid four-year rise in cultivation against historical prodigies. He challenged the young man's ambitions to rule all under the heavens, warning of corruption's perils in legacy and power, before unleashing his Peak Ancestral Emperor domain to demand if Qingyi would conquer everything or bow to none. Qingyi's eyes blazed as a black-scaled dragon roared behind him, vowing to rule even the heavens themselves.

The Gold King found it impossible to trust what he heard or the betrayal of his own legs, which gave way right then.

Just what kind of terrifying force was that? Such overwhelming, unstoppable might?

His bloodline wailed in pure terror, urging him with a single, desperate command: "Flee."

By the time Jin Hao snapped back to awareness, he found himself kneeling in front of Qingyi, his gaze shaking and breaths coming in sharp gasps.

He reigned as the King of Gold. A figure who had always stood tall, never bending before anyone, not even the wise emperor.

Yet here he knelt, shattering over fifty millennia of unyielding pride. Wasn't fate full of ironic twists?

The intense pressure vanished as swiftly as it had struck. Qingyi extended his hand, paying no mind to the ominous clouds gathering overhead.

The heavens had caught his defiance and grew furious in response.

Jin Hao paused briefly before taking his son-in-law's hand and rising to his feet.

One might expect rage at being compelled to bow in such a manner, yet oddly, no trace of his usual pride stirred within.

Recalling those draconic eyes etched on Qingyi's back, only a deep sense of reverence emerged.

What sort of fearsome young dragon was that?

"I'm sorry for the disrespect, father-in-law. But if this was a test, I hope I passed..." Qingyi uttered.

Shock and astonishment flooded Jin Hao's eyes as the youth inclined his head in respect.

The boldness to defy the heavens combined with the modesty to

bow and offer apologies to his seniors...

Jin Hao couldn't hold back the thrill that spread across his features.

'I've discovered the ideal son-in-law, haven't I? All a dragon's might, without any of its weaknesses...

"Son-in-law..." The Gold King gripped Qingyi's shoulders firmly before bursting into laughter. Spreading his arms wide with a mighty shout, he enveloped Qingyi in a powerful embrace. "Welcome to the family!"

Overhead, the turbulent skies began to settle.

They chose not to strike at Qingyi. Not on this day.

At once, Jin Hao spun toward the sealed double doors at his back.

The Shadows had clearly detected that alarming Qi and stood poised to charge in without delay.

Yet they eased up soon after, catching a mental message from their

lord.

"Miss Meilin, your father is waiting for you."

"Okay." Meilin gave a nod, advancing with anticipation. Her gaze locked straight onto her father's expression.

Joy radiated from him. A grin stretched across his face, broad and profound, rivaled only by the one he'd worn when she first pierced those barrier formations.

"Come to your father, brat." Jin Hao shifted forward, Qingyi still clasped in his hold, and drew Meilin into a firm hug too.

Once he released them, his smile lingered. "I'll begin the wedding arrangements shortly, but first..."

Jin Hao's attention shifted to the sword hanging at Qingyi's side.

"That's quite the remarkable blade you bear, son-in-law," Jin Hao remarked, examining it with keen interest.

"Hm? Do you know it?" Qingyi inquired, puzzled.

It had been ages since the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword drew any notice.

"Yes. Actually, I acquired it during an auction several tens of thousands of years back. But the moment I attempted to grasp it, it nearly sliced off my hand and escaped." The Gold King let out a sigh, rubbing at the mark on his right palm.

He'd never managed to mend it fully.

Still, it suited Qingyi well to possess such a weapon.

For ages, the Gold King had pondered the finest present for his new son-in-law. At last, clarity struck him on

precisely what it should be.

As the Gold King accessed his spatial ring, Ruxue's alluring and refined tone resonated within Qingyi's thoughts.

[Husband... I sense one of my fragments, yet there's more to it...]

Ruxue could scarcely credit what she perceived while eyeing the objects materializing in the Gold King's grasp.

One held a shard of metal. The other was her true scabbard, crafted by its maker over one hundred and fifty thousand years

prior.

Naturally, it far surpassed the hasty Qi-forged sheath she'd improvised upon first encountering Qingyi.

A potent pulling energy surged forth, yanking the fragment from the Gold King's hold, which the sword swiftly devoured.

[Put me in my sheath, quick! It'll aid in better absorbing the fragment.] Ruxue urged in Qingyi's mind, brimming with eagerness.

She envisioned the immense strength she'd reclaim once she integrated the final

of her pieces within the Immortal Heaven.

Only three fragments remained, and she'd reclaim her utmost

might once more.

Letting out a gentle breath, the striking youth affixed the scabbard back to his waist, sliding the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword inside.

In an instant, a transformation rippled through the weapon; its potency surged exponentially simply from residing in that sheath.

'What alteration does this sheath bring? It looks just like the

earlier version!

[I'll explain once I'm finished, fufufu~~] Ruxue's melodic giggle resounded, enchanting and harmonious.

"All right, son-in-law, daughter, let's dine and chat briefly. There's much to arrange for your wedding." The Gold King beamed, drawing up an extra chair for Meilin by the lakeside.

The striking youth settled beside his father-in-law and spouse, his sight drifting to his status panel.

During the journey, he'd gathered a vast hoard of Lust Points. Now came the moment to ascend as an Ancestral Emperor and at last awaken his personal

domain.

[Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 22

Cultivation: Third Stage Of The Immortal Emperor's Realm (250T lust

points to upgrade)

Mana Manipulation: Tenth Ring (150T lust points to upgrade)

Affinities: Lightning: 6000 - Sword: 6000 - Fire: 6000 - Ice: 6000 -

Space: 6000 - Light: 6000 - Shadow: 6000 - Charm: 6000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)

Spiritual roots: Astral-level Primordial Creation Seed spirit root

(Lightning, sword, fire, ice, space, light, shadow) ((??? lust points to upgrade, new roots can be bought in the lust store). Spiritual roots2: None/Astral Level Primordial Creation Seed Mana Heart (??? lust points to upgrade).

Lineage: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Ancestral grade, 500T

lust points to upgrade.)

Constitution: Primordial Dragon Body (Ancestral grade, 500T lust

points to upgrade.)

Lust points: 787,3T]

Qingyi prepared to question his father-in-law regarding domains when abruptly, a furious bellow thundered from the distance. "Father, I demand the head of that bastard who is fucking my sister!" Meilin stiffened on the spot, stunned by the vulgarity and recognizing the speaker.

It was her third brother.

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