The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 585 The time is coming...

The kingdom of Valemont enjoyed a serene day.

Raids from the Green Skins had reduced almost to nothing, allowing the realm to recover territories previously seized by them.

Following the suppression of remaining rebel groups and the economic boost from the Banner of Burning Red along with the Banner of Five Colors, the kingdom's outlook shone brighter than ever.

In a bid to enhance the realm's fortunes even more, the royals revealed that the queen carried another child, promising an additional heir to the throne.

David Valemont, of course, savored the finest moments of his existence, lounging beside a lake within one of the capital's numerous secluded estates.

He reclined on the lawn, his head pillowed on his spouse's thighs while he gently stroked her abdomen.

Within her belly, the stirrings of new life gradually unfolded.

David had been unwinding peacefully, yet his gaze soon turned upward toward the heavens, spotting an approaching silhouette.

Qingyi bore Isabel in his embrace as he drew near.

"Father-in-law and mother-in-law truly relish the finest existence, don't they? Hahaha." Qingyi let out a gentle laugh, halting before the pair.

"Ah... thanks entirely to my cherished son-in-law, hahaha." David chuckled deeply, lifting himself from his wife's lap.

As David moved toward Qingyi, Isabel embraced her mother tenderly.

"Mom, are you really expecting again? Have you learned if it'll be a baby brother or sister?" Isabel inquired, her eyes gleaming while she gripped her mother's fingers.

"Yes... darling, your dad hasn't let me catch a breath since his recovery, fufufu~~" The queen offered a light laugh, gracefully veiling her mouth. "We haven't determined the child's sex yet."

"And what of my beloved son-in-law? Has he begun efforts to grant me grandchildren as well?" She turned her gaze to Qingyi.

"Well..." Isabel flushed red. "We've put in considerable effort, yet... it doesn't feel like the moment yet."

"Hm..." The queen appeared let down initially, but quickly dismissed it, clasping her daughter's hands and guiding her toward the palace.

Not much later, Qingyi and David Valemont stood by themselves.

"Ah..." David exhaled, settling onto the plush grass and retrieving a flask of wine from his spatial ring.

"Is the moment approaching?" he questioned, his tone laced with grief.

Though not one of the world's elite powerhouses, his status as ruler granted him knowledge of numerous secrets.

Eventually, someone of Qingyi's caliber would venture into realms brimming with immense perils and rewards, facing either demise or elevation to heights beyond Valemont's wildest dreams.

Considering his adored daughter and valued son-in-law in such remote, hazardous domains filled the king's chest with dread.

"Yes, the moment draws near..." Qingyi affirmed, his features etched with bitterness too.

Upon departing the mortal plane, few individuals had earned his genuine fondness.

His spouses accompanied him everywhere, and those he held dear stemmed from reverence rather than true warmth.

But this place differed profoundly.

True bonds of love had formed here for him.

Beyond mere esteem, he cherished Lucios, David, the white heron, Jin Hao, and Tai'ren.

All his in-laws, fathers and mothers alike.

These figures mattered deeply to Qingyi, their absence capable of inflicting real pain.

"I plan to see a few others, and within a week, I'll ready myself to face the celestial tribulation and ascend," Qingyi declared, accessing the system shop to expend trillions of lust points on bulk purchases. Once done, the goods materialized within a compact silver spatial ring.

This ring served as Qingyi's assurance to his cherished ones.

Sufficient supplies existed for the Valemont monarchs to attain the twelfth stage.

Given the demise of numerous apex experts amid the Heavenly Demon's arrival, their ascent positioned them unchallenged in authority.

David accepted the spatial ring with bewilderment.

Peering within, his bewilderment morphed into astonishment.

Potions whose mere presence sent shivers through his frame, organized in sections of increasing potency. Certain ones he could consume immediately; others would cause instant rupture if attempted.

"Those pills boost innate talent; the elixirs ease your progress." Qingyi grinned, resting a hand on his father-in-law's shoulder.

"Don't go perishing on me, old timer. By my return, I expect you reigning supreme in this world."

David gulped heavily.

He contemplated rejection, nearly voiced it, but ultimately fixed his eyes downward.

Were he female or faint of resolve, tears would have already flowed.

"Thank you, son-in-law." David spoke at last, his gratitude raw despite efforts to contain his emotions.

A monarch of centuries, yet he paled against Qingyi's influence.

"No trouble at all, father-in-law, hahaha." Qingyi chuckled. "This benefits Isabel, and me as well."

Ultimately, David joined in the laughter.

"What about that other young lady? Where might she be?" David wondered. "With you departing alongside her, I doubt our trade pacts hold much value anymore."

"Meilin? She's at the Blazing Red Pavilion's local outpost in the kingdom; she ought to arrive shortly." Qingyi answered.

"The pacts remain binding. Post-departure, the Blazing Red Pavilion merges with her father's Five-Colored Pavilion."

"I see..." David breathed out, rising to his feet.

"Let's move! As your stay winds down, we ought to arrange a magnificent feast! The populace deserves to behold the Lightning Prince's splendor!" The king proclaimed with pride, and alongside his son-in-law, he reentered the palace, collected their spouses, and proceeded directly to the capital.

In the capital, the king proclaimed an extravagant feast encompassing the whole city.

The crown's animal stocks were depleted, thousands of slaughterers called to the streets of the royal city to provide grilled meats for every citizen.

These arrangements concluded swiftly, despite the immense expense, which David disregarded.

This might mark his final glimpse of Qingyi and his child.

No sum could outweigh such a loss.

Thus, the royal capital reveled for several days straight, citizens roaring the Lightning Prince's name amid drinks and savory grilled fare.

Indeed, nothing soothes a fatigued folk like fine cuisine, lively tunes, and excellent ale?