The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 563 He must die.

Ruxue had utterly exhausted her energy, collapsing backward until her head collided with Qingyi's robust chest.

"Are you alright?" Qingyi inquired, wrapping her in a firm embrace as he dropped to his knees, settling her onto his thighs.

The life seed had already activated, starting to mend the grievous injuries across his form.

Truthfully, without its intervention, Qingyi would have perished without doubt.

No healer in that realm, no matter how skilled, could possibly mend such devastating wounds.

"I'm..." Ruxue murmured gently, her gaze fixed on the blood that defiled the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword.

Revenge brought scant joy in that moment, especially since she realized she hadn't slain him outright, given that he still drew breath.

"Do you have something on your mind to share?" Qingyi tilted his head a bit, pressing a kiss to her mouth.

"You're hurt... you ought to focus on recovering first." Ruxue responded, resting her palm against a severe gash on his torso.

Her gown lay in tatters from Qingyi's blood, yet she paid it no mind.

"The life seed is mending me already, and moreover..." Qingyi retrieved one of the sacred recovery elixirs crafted by Sapphire, Margareth, Biyue, and Feiyan, then gulped it down.

At once, a searing heat surged through his frame, his Qi stores surging upward swiftly.

"Hm~~" Ruxue shut her eyes, forgotten recollections flooding back into her thoughts.

She could scarcely recall the span of time that had passed.

Maybe a hundred twenty or perhaps a hundred thirty thousand years?

It felt like an eternity in the past.

***

Amid a realm dominated by fire and demise, a lone feminine silhouette lingered.

Describing that location as a full world stretched the truth; a moon suited it far better.

The silhouette remained poised amid an ocean of fallen bodies.

Certain ones loomed as large as structures, while others matched the stature of youngsters.

All consisted of demonic fighters from diverse clans and forms, resembling humans to varying degrees, though a few strayed far beyond the norm.

The lady's allure remained concealed, her features veiled by a pale shroud—the sole section of her attire untouched by crimson stains.

She regarded the fiends with icy detachment while clutching the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword in her grasp.

This edge, shaped by her sire's hand, served as a weapon to cleanse demons and, if needed, to rend the celestial bolts themselves.

"Hmm... Ruxue, the demon lord we're after isn't in this bunch, right?" she queried, her tone melodic and tender, akin to a melody drifting on the chill gusts of a wintry dawn.

Anticipating a reply, she halted abruptly before any came, stiffening in place.

Her gaze lifted swiftly, landing upon a form descending from the heavens.

He appeared as a striking male with azure hide, crimson orbs, and elongated, pointed protrusions.

"Oh... my sweet, I had no idea you'd ventured into my domain! Have you arrived to embrace the offer of joining me as a consort? Hahahaha!" The fiend bellowed with mirth.

Should Qingyi have been present, he would have identified him as the Heavenly Demon, every bit as haughty and repugnant as before.

"I've come to eliminate one of your pesky underlings, but..." The lady

hesitated for a second. "You'll suffice."

As her words concluded, she struck with blinding speed, leaving the Heavenly Demon to witness merely a streak of brilliance.

A profound laceration materialized across his torso and the terrain underneath, a slash of Qi dividing all in its path, extending upward to the stars and plunging unyieldingly into the earth below them.

In the instant that followed, she materialized in the void, directly before an immense aerial vessel.

The lunar body she'd occupied shattered in her view, cleaved apart by the strike.

Renowned as the sword maiden, she stood as the finest blade wielder to grace that realm, offspring of a fabled forger and a paragon of beauty unmatched.

"That ought to impart a vital lesson."

Stroking the sword's grip, she made her way back to the starship, soaring into the vastness.

***

"The Heavenly Demon required over a millennium to recover from

that slash, and he could never fully swallow the humiliation of rejection, much less the disgrace of suffering such a grave injury at the hands of a junior." Ruxue murmured into Qingyi's chest.

Her mouth quivered, and she clasped his fingers with force.

"Lacking the means to slay her himself, he deployed a toxin known as soul-stealing poison, reducing her form to a hollow husk and inflicting severe harm upon my edge..."

"He caused my downfall, he doomed her to a wretched existence devoid of flesh, he brought death to all those blameless souls, and he drove the ancient

Corruption Dragon God to insanity."

Ruxue nibbled her bottom lip, rivulets of tears tracing down her face.

"He has to perish... prior to him reforming her vessel and subjecting her to unspeakable horrors..."

"I understand, my love..." Qingyi employed his palm to brush away the moisture from Ruxue's cheeks, sensing her torment.

Watching her endure such agony proved difficult, and his spirit twinged when considering her deep bond with her original wielder.

"Rest easy, he won't manage to remake her form, and should he succeed, I'd simply snatch her away from right before him, wouldn't I? Haven't you seen what your spouse can do? I'm a master at this sort of ploy! Hehehe..."

Ruxue stiffened upon hearing that, then couldn't suppress a quiet chuckle slipping from her mouth.

"You incorrigible flirt... you always seize any opportunity to fling yourself at an innocent beauty, don't you?"

"It's my unique gift, after all?"

Little else remained for Ruxue but to chuckle, nuzzling her cheek against Qingyi's torso.

"All I desire is for her essence to gain freedom, to escape that fiend's clutches at last... nothing more..."

"I get it..." Qingyi delivered a light tap to Ruxue's rear, then squeezed it solidly.

In truth, his sole aim was to rise to the divine realms with utmost haste and resume his explosive advancement.

Yet ultimately, along the cultivation journey, endurance formed among the key pillars.

They'd wrought sufficient chaos upon the lands already, and presently,

the hour for restoration had arrived.

Rising to his feet, as Ruxue withdrew into the mental realm, Qingyi sought out his father-in-law, Jin Hao, the gold king.