The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 538 Bai Nianxue

Qingyi had no compassion for those who opposed him, and he never wavered when it came to ending their lives.

Whether they were men or women, hideous or stunning. Unless he held some special fascination for them, their fate was sealed in death.

Still, here he remained, gazing upon the visage of that infernal offspring. An entity supposedly forged entirely from malice.

Her form, smeared with gore and entrails, screamed pure fiend. A monster born from shadows.

Yet Qingyi detected no malice within her. Just wonder, innocence, and at this moment, agony. Agony inflicted by his own hand.

He harbored no remorse for delivering such torment. He understood that slaying her was essential to rescue the fox folk.

Nevertheless, a sharp ache gripped his heart, impossible to ignore.

"Hm... Wuming..." The infernal offspring murmured faintly.

"Wúming? Doesn't that signify 'nameless"?" Qingyi shifted his gaze, dropping to his knees next to the demon youngling.

"Hm... does it?" A wry grin spread across her features, while tears kept streaming along her face.

The chill and the torment washed over her senses.

At last, it drew to a close.

Was death truly claiming her? Yet countless wonders awaited discovery...

She refused to be confined to a single role. Why must she embody only that?

"Hm... Bai Nianxue suits you far better." To her ears, Qingyi's tone rang soft.

No trace remained of its prior fury, chill, or lethal menace. Instead, it flowed

gentle, deep, and shielding.

Her mouth opened slightly, and warmth slipped past her lips, slick and soothing, sliding straight into her gullet.

Torment faded away, and drowsiness weighed upon her eyelids.

"Nianxue... I like Nianxue..." Her words lingered faintly once more before her lids shut.

[Qingyi, what are you doing?] Ruxue inquired, materializing at Qingyi's side.

Silence met her question as he observed the Astral Grade Divine Pill, purchased earlier, begin its work.

Truly, it proved a miraculous treasure, mending wounds so severe in mere moments.

"Do you want to kill her yourself?" Qingyi questioned. "You can, if you wish."

"No, you fool, heal yourself!" Ruxue clenched her jaw, jabbing a finger toward Qingyi's form.

Despite the ebony scales cloaking him, the hurts he endured were dire, with scores of blood blades embedded deep within.

Without even attempting combat, that female had inflicted such havoc upon him.

The thought chilled him—of her might if she drained the essence from every fox person and mastered battle arts.

Exhaling deeply, Qingyi extracted the blades from his flesh and assumed a meditative pose, the Seed of Life swiftly restoring his frame.

"She shares the lineage of the Celestial Demon. Likely the bearer of the Dantian core for the flawless form he seeks to forge... another must exist like her.

"She hardly appears a flawless construct," Qingyi remarked. "Not for a demon, anyway."

"The invaders who struck the fox people twenty thousand years past likely aimed to employ Xueyao in that scheme...

that young fox possesses a potent spirit, ideal for twisting her essence and guaranteeing she became a soulless slayer.

As the fox people whisked her to the Mortal Heaven ere they could claim her, their only recourse was to offer up all the males for the cause."

"Judging by the scant sway the Heavenly Demon holds over her mind, it seems the plan faltered badly."

Ruxue knelt low, brushing Nianxue's cheek with a single

palm while tracing odd runes with the other, sketching them through the void.

"I wasn't aware you knew array formation."

"Hm... it's not overly intricate, merely a failsafe explosive if she missteps... it'll shatter her dantian." Ruxue chuckled, stroking Nianxue's cheek.

"Now... let's uncover the true face of this tiny hellspawn who earned

hubby's mercy." Ruxue tittered.

Though she mentioned Qingyi's mercy, a similar softness stirred within her too.

Should she truly prove as endearing, cherished, and guileless as she appeared, so be it. If it masked a deception for endurance, Ruxue need only erupt her from within.

Since Ruyan, Ruxue ceased viewing all demons as abominations fit only for annihilation by virtue of birth.

Ultimately, botched demon sprouts like her often started as empty slates, and for Nianxue, the initial hue Ruxue applied to that slate was

compassion, a trait forbidden to any demon.

Ruxue's gaze gleamed as she at last cleansed Nianxue's features,

her figure shielding Qingyi's line of sight.

"What is it?" the striking youth queried, yet Ruxue offered no reply, merely chuckling while scooping Nianxue into her embrace.

"I'm leaving, I'll wait for you in the World of the Mind~~" With a soft nudge, Ruxue vanished, abandoning Qingyi to solitude.

"Ah... I hope this choice brings no regret..." Qingyi breathed out.

In a realm such as this, mercy posed a perilous emotion. Yet ultimately, his human core persisted.

To countless cultivators, the path of cultivation meant battling their innate humanness and all that rendered them frail.

Yet those who rejected their essence invariably met demise.

Dismissing further rumination, Qingyi shut his eyes and pressed on with his recovery, the grievous gashes across his form

vanishing with haste.

Suddenly, Qingyi lifted his head, detecting two potent streams of Qi hurtling

near.

They belonged to Ye Lingxue and Hu Lanyin.

"Did you succeed? Did you kill her?" The fox people's matriarch cried out, her gaze brimming with fervor.

She halted mere paces from Qingyi, fingers intertwined before her

voluptuous chest, mouth quivering as her emerald tail flicked

nervously.

Lanyin mirrored her response, surveying the ruin encircling them.

Could an Ancestral Emperor truly wreak such devastation?

"Hm... nearly, we'll discuss details once I've recovered somewhat." Qingyi rose, only to rue the motion at once, searing hurt surging across his

frame.

His teeth ground together, knees giving way as he pitched ahead.

"Careful!" Lingxue advanced swiftly.

Qingyi's visage plunged straight into her vast, weighty breasts, creamy flesh swallowing his features in a cozy, alluring hold.

"I'm fine... just short on Qi." Qingyi grinned, palms naturally grasping Lingxue's mounds while his mouth opened.

Luckily, vast troves of Qi lay ready for him precisely

there.