The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 532 I haven't neglected my cultivation father-in-law

A serene and peaceful day unfolded across the territory of the dragon folk.

Fresh lives had emerged into the world, with roughly thirty females from various draconic lineages delivering their young within the past month.

Given the notoriously scarce fertility among the dragon people, this event sparked widespread joy and festivities for all.

"Tianjin, my old companion... You appear unwell." The words of Tai'Ren, leader of the cat folk, resounded within the grand throne chamber.

Exhaustion marked his features plainly, yet frailty was absent. Far from it. His presence had transformed entirely, his strength surging to heights that even he struggled to comprehend.

His physique had grown far more robust than previously, just as his cultivation had ascended to the Astral Body Realm.

This remarkable progress stemmed from the boon bestowed upon him by his son-in-law. Naturally, he kept such matters strictly confidential from others.

After all, an artifact that could propel one to the Astral Body Realm was priceless, enough to ignite envy in even the mightiest cultivators.

"Uh... says the one speaking, hahaha." Tianjin chuckled wryly, easing onto his throne. "When was the last time you got some rest?"

"A couple of months." Tai'Ren shook his head.

For someone like him, it wasn't an extended period, but the endless barrage of duties had piled up mental weariness without pause.

He sensed it as though a millennium had passed without sleep, far beyond mere months.

"Ah... such is the road we've embraced."

Tianjin rose to his feet, his golden horns gleaming faintly as he drew near Tai'Ren. After sharing a warm embrace with his longtime ally, he gestured for him to come along.

"Care for a drink? Any word on Long Qingyi?" Tianjin inquired, gesturing casually as a jug of spirits materialized in his hand.

"Bits and pieces. The branch of the Five Colors Pavilion in my domain was reveling over the fresh union of Jin Meilin, offspring of the Gold King. Care to guess the groom?"

Tai'Ren's mouth curved into a grin.

One look sufficed for Tianjin to grasp it. A deep breath slipped from his lips as he served beverages to himself and Tai'Ren.

"That philandering rogue, true to form..." Tianjin cut himself short, deeming it wiser to drop the thought.

"Trouble looms on the horizon. Major upheaval." Following a brief quiet, he added.

"I'm aware." Tai'Ren inclined his head, sampling the liquor.

"The seers among my kin have warned me of this, as have those from the bear folk, snake folk, and goat folk alike. Visions of catastrophe plague them all..."

"Ah..." Tianjin let out a heavy sigh.

He strolled the corridor with Tai'Ren, reaching the entrance of the opulent golden residence at last. His gaze fixed on the distant skyline, a hint of oddity flickering across his expression.

"That airborne vessel." He indicated, his sharpened sight piercing miles to discern every detail.

"Could that be... the Five Colors Pavilion? What brings them to this place?" Tai'Ren pondered, though realization dawned quickly.

An aura that rang familiar, yet overwhelmingly potent—far beyond what he associated with that individual. Stronger than any force Tai'Ren had encountered till now.

The cat folk's leader advanced a pace, observing the flying ship vanish, depositing three silhouettes in its wake.

A single male accompanied by two females.

"Long Qingyi..." He murmured in astonishment.

It appeared to be his son-in-law, Qingyi. The companions at his side were unmistakably Linyue and Long Qianyao, yet... what had caused Qingyi to alter so profoundly?

Had he fully evolved into a dragon?

Tai'Ren had scant moments to ponder before he lifted his arms to accept a vigorous embrace from his daughter.

"Dad! Linyue missed you terribly! Nyan!" The feline maiden cried out, her tone brimming with thrill. "Where's Mom? Is she alright? Linyue wants to see her too!"

Tai'Ren paused a beat to regain his bearings, recalling the vibrant presence of his cherished daughter once more.

He had longed for her as well.

"Your mother waits aboard our flying ship. Shall we go to her now?"

"Yes!"

Beside Linyue, Qianyao drew closer to her father, behaving with greater reserve. Tremors shook her eyes, and her fingers intertwined firmly.

"I missed you, Father..." she uttered, her words barely audible.

"I missed you too, dear." Tianjin responded, resting affectionate palms on his daughter's slender shoulders, his attention swiftly shifting to Qingyi.

"Father-in-law Tianjin, Father-in-law Tai'Ren, your son-in-law offers his respects." Qingyi cupped his hands, offering a respectful bow.

"Your power has grown, son-in-law." Tai'Ren replied first.

Linyue had already dashed off, soaring toward the docking site of the cat folk's flying ship.

He stepped nearer, scrutinizing Qingyi from head to toe.

Not only did he now resemble a true dragon in every way, but his cultivation had skyrocketed to the Ancestral Emperor Realm. Such rapid advancement was utterly unprecedented across the Immortal Heaven.

"I haven't slacked on my cultivation, father-in-law, and it seems you haven't either." Qingyi chuckled, detecting Tai'Ren's cultivation level. At those words, the cat folk's patriarch burst into robust laughter, his sturdy muscles rippling under his attire.

It had been ages since he'd traded solid blows with a worthy opponent.

Luckily, his son-in-law stood before him now, ready to remedy that void!

"Spar with me a bit, son-in-law. Let your elder see your progress," Tai'Ren proposed.

Regrettably, Qingyi couldn't oblige just then.

"I must confer with the dragon folk's patriarch first. We can spar afterward."

Tai'Ren felt a twinge of disappointment, yet he refrained from pressing. He wasn't some impulsive youth.

After several more minutes of exchange, he departed, leaving Qingyi, Qianyao, and Tianjin to themselves, heading to join his wife and daughter.

"How fares your condition, father-in-law?" Qingyi inquired, offering a wry smile to Tianjin.

Qianyao, positioned nearby, trembled slightly but fought to steady herself.

"I've felt stronger." Tianjin returned a wry smile.

He neared his breaking point, fully aware of it. Truth be told, it didn't trouble him.

His daughter remained safe and secure, and a solid link bound him to his true form.

Should his avatar fail, he'd simply await Qingyi's transcendence beyond the Immortal Heavens for their reunion. "Enter, please. We'll discuss in greater privacy," Tianjin invited, signaling Qingyi and his daughter to trail him into a secluded chamber shielded by sound-isolating arrays.