The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 521 - Strange old man

[Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 22

Cultivation: First Stage Of The Ancestral Emperor's Realm (300T lust points to upgrade)

Mana Manipulation: Eleventh Ring (500T 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: 387,3T]

Exiting the cultivation chamber, Qingyi cast a quick look at his status panel.

The costs for advancing his cultivation and mana control had risen as expected, though not as steeply as he anticipated.

That wouldn't alter things significantly anyway.

Now armed with his fresh breakthrough strength, he felt utterly confident: no one in the Immortal Heavens could force him to submit.

Letting out a deep sigh, Qingyi strolled through Meilin's grand estate.

He reached the entrance to her opulent, expansive sleeping quarters, where faint murmurs of thrill reached his ears.

[You can't enter, find something else to occupy yourself.] Ruxue's words rang in Qingyi's thoughts.

Her voice hinted they were selecting Meilin's attire, or handling some crucial matter still hidden from him.

With a soft huff, he departed the residence and soared mere feet above the earth until a rift in space engulfed him.

Emerging once more, Qingyi found himself hundreds of kilometers from the capital city, suspended above an immense, boundless woodland.

"System, how many days elapsed since I started my breakthrough?" Qingyi inquired, extending his limbs.

Based on the sun's location, over a day must have gone by.

Yet much of his training occurred within his mind's vast ocean, where moments dragged on hundreds of times longer.

It couldn't have taken that much real time.

[Roughly three days. The host's sense of time got distorted amid the ascent to the Ancestral Emperor Realm.] "Hm..." Qingyi shrugged it off without deeper thought.

Right now, his urge was to experiment with his enhanced abilities.

Since Ruxue held the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword, he drew another from his spatial ring.

This one was a straightforward, elongated, keen blade.

Qingyi halted briefly, gathering his Qi.

Summoning his domain unleashed every form of his Qi, transforming the surrounding woods into something utterly alien.

Extending his palm toward the earth, Qingyi levitated a rock into his grasp.

Aiming at the domain's boundary, he hurled the stone forth.

It streaked through the air at horrifying velocity, smashing into the edge with explosive force.

Beyond serving as a zone of Qingyi's total dominion, his domain appeared to trap foes within, blocking any flight. The youth gripped his sword, eager to unleash its might in actual combat. But he froze, swiveling his gaze.

Far off, a presence barreled toward him at ridiculous pace, its formidable aura crashing down.

"Astral Body Realm..." He muttered, withdrawing his domain and bracing for action.

Moments later, the intruder materialized.

An elderly figure emerged, appearing in his sixties or seventies, sporting a flowing white beard and an ornate saber sheathed at his side. "Whoa... Easy there, lad! I'm not here for conflict, haha." The elder grinned, halting roughly a hundred meters distant. "On my way to the capital, I detected a mighty Qi surge. Curiosity got the better of me."

"Hm..." Qingyi held his reply, scrutinizing the senior with sharp eyes.

The man stood at the pinnacle of the Astral Body Realm. His energy was so finely contained that even Qingyi's draconic vision failed to trace the Qi flows in his frame.

Thankfully, no hostility radiated from him toward Qingyi.

After a short pause, Qingyi cupped his hands in respect.

"Long Qingyi greets you, senior. Forgive me if I caused alarm."

"No alarm at all, rest easy!" The elder waved it off, his fingers drifting from the weapon's hilt.

"I'm merely puzzled. Ages have passed since I last visited the imperial heart, and I don't recall a prodigy of your caliber.

Power like yours wouldn't stay hidden, would it? Pray tell, are you among the fresh Five Dragons and Nine Phoenixes?"

Qingyi found the elder's query baffling.

Five Dragons and Nine Phoenixes? What nonsense was this geezer spouting?

"Eh? You're unaware? It's the elite ranking of the capital's top prodigies!" The old man burst out, eyeing Qingyi with greater bewilderment.

"Back in my day, I claimed a spot myself. Even my grandson through my daughter leads the present Five Dragons!"

At that, Qingyi pondered briefly.

During his city wanderings with Meilin, he'd caught whispers of dragons and phoenixes, though he hadn't lingered on them.

Ah, so that's the reference.

"Truth be told, I'm a recent arrival in the capital," Qingyi admitted plainly. "Less than a week here, just to visit my father-in-law." "Ah, got it!" The elder bobbed his head, mulling it over. "I've been absent from the capital for some three years myself. Here to check on my son-in-law as well. Care to join me? I can share a fine brew—talents your age are scarce gems."

Qingyi mulled the offer at length.

His plan was simple practice and power trials, but tagging along with this veteran might prove worthwhile.

In time, he could even request a sparring match.

Far superior to hacking at foliage or deploying his domain against emptiness.