The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 527 I'm not sure

"Oh... where's that talk about not being my master anymore?"

Qingyi eased his rhythm just a bit, resounding and forceful claps reverberating as his pelvis collided with Qingxue's plump rear, his shaft thrusting ever deeper into her depths.

"S-silence... shameless husband-- I'm going to- nghnn~~ I'm going to~~" Qingxue failed to complete her words, Qingyi's pelvic motions accelerating while a resounding smack struck her curvaceous buttocks, imprinting a crimson trace on her fair complexion.

Qingxue bowed her head low, her silvery locks tumbling across her features and obscuring her sight, her once serene and icy tone now overtaken by a chorus of lewd cries as Qingyi pounded into her without mercy.

Her collar gaped wide, the fabric slipping down to her hips alongside the remainder of her gown, her ample, taut breasts bouncing unbound with every vigorous thrust.

"Qingyi... hubby... f-faster aghnn~~ faster! Aghnnn~~" The stunning woman surrendered entirely, her gaze rolling upward as she clutched the sword's handle with greater force, her knuckles paling under the strain.

The pace surged onward relentlessly, her speech dissolving into mere erotic whimpers while her eyes widened in ecstasy.

A fresh smack struck her left cheek, a potent ripple surging across the lush, alluring mound, her whole frame shifting briefly sideways before pressing back against his form.

"Do you like that?" Qingyi inquired, bending forward teasingly toward the beauty.

His palms extended toward her breasts, ideally proportioned to overflow his grasp, both resilient and yielding.

"Y-yeah..." Qingxue dipped her chin in affirmation, her tone barely audible.

"Uh? I didn't hear you right..." Qingyi murmured into her ear, clenching the woman's mounds firmly.

"Y-yeah... YEAH~~ I like that, you aghnn~~ fuck~~ fuck~~ oh heavens!

Qingxue went rigid, her tongue protruding from her drool-drenched rosy lips as her eyes flipped back once more.

Her inner walls clamped down on Qingyi's shaft with intensity, striving to draw him in and teetering on the brink, a climax crashing over her in waves.

In that instant, Qingyi released as well, his member pulsing and unleashing dense, scorching jets of seed directly into her core, overflowing her until surplus seeped from their joined point.

For a fleeting second, the pair remained locked before Qingyi gradually pulled away, his length emerging from Qingxue's swollen folds with a slick sound.

Right away, the beauty's limbs gave out, her knees folding as she dropped into a squat above a modest pool of semen.

"Ah... so... full~~" Her tone, melodic and shrill, resounded off the blade she leaned on for support against the ground.

Recovering a measure of vigor and glancing aside, she spotted Qingyi's member level with her lips.

After a brief pause, she drew the half-hard organ between her lips, relishing the coating of essences as she sucked hungrily.

*pop* "Ah~~"

She let go of Qingyi's now spotless shaft, her cheeks flushed deeply as she rose unsteadily, the gown gliding past her hips to pool at her feet.

"I think we need a bath..." She murmured, nestling her cheek to Qingyi, sensing his fingers trace her flawless contours and dewy, perspiring flesh.

The striking youth inclined his head, a wide grin lighting his features as he vanished in a flicker, rematerializing within the steaming pools behind the temple.

Their forms plunged into the soothing, fizzing, inviting waters at once.

Qingxue curled against Qingyi's thighs, her lids fluttering shut momentarily as she rested her crown on his torso.

"How has your sword path been?" she inquired following a pause of quiet.

The beauty hadn't found much opportunity to practice alongside Qingyi of late, leaving her unaware of his advancement.

"I... I'm not sure," Qingyi answered pensively.

"What do you mean, you're not sure?" Qingxue's expression clouded with bewilderment.

How could a cultivator at his stage doubt his own path?

"It's been ages since I've encountered a foe potent enough to demand true skill from me to overcome.

I usually just rely on raw power, shatter their forms, and squash them like insects."

"Hm..." Qingxue mulled over that response at length before agreeing with a nod.

"I discussed it with Qianyao. Unlike golden dragons such as her, black dragons typically follow this route.

You're beyond human now, after all, and our measures of prowess mean nothing to you."

Qingyi rubbed his jaw, his stare drifting aimlessly before he shut his eyes.

"Yes, I think you're right," he breathed, his palms lifting to Qingxue's fair breasts and cupping them softly.

He refrained from kneading or fondling, merely holding them steady,

sensing their contours and tenderness.

They fell short of Elize's, or even Tang Biyue's, yet that held no significance.

They were ideal.

***

Distant from Meilin's estate and near the fringes of the stronghold belonging to one of the numerous mighty cultivator clans encircling the capital, two silhouettes were visible traversing the main entrance and beyond the sentinels.

One was Jin Hao, the Gold King.

The other was Jianming, once a commander in the imperial army and a celebrated warrior who aided in shaping the present Enlightened Empire, the Crimson Eclipse Saber.

They had scarcely advanced into the stronghold when they halted, their gazes locking onto a form even more aged than Jianming, evidently from the Astral Body Realm as well, albeit vastly inferior. "Hm... Jin Hao, Jianming, for you to arrive here at such a time, it must concern my daughter, doesn't it?" The elderly authority queried, tugging at his thin whiskers.

"Yes. You must have already heard about what happened to your grandson, my third son."

"A worthless scoundrel," the elder affirmed, displaying no fondness for his kin, "but his boy, my great-grandson, possesses promise. It's fortunate his sire won't sire rivals to challenge him."

"Now tell me..." The elder cleared his throat. "Why are you here?" "His mother vanished soon after viewing her son's state. We hoped you might have word of her whereabouts."