CHAPTER 121: 121 - ALCHEMY TOURNAMENT (01)

Qingyi was lying on the large bed in his room, surrounded by naked beauties, his eyes focused on the floating status screen in front of him.

[Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 18

Cultivation: Third stage of the golden core realm (2800 lust points to upgrade)

Affinities: Lightning 67 - Sword: 60 - Charm: 1000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)

Spiritual roots: Low level lightning sword root (10,000 lust points to upgrade, new roots can be bought in the lust store).

Bloodline: Blood of the Corruption Dragon God (Epic grade, 500,000 lust points to upgrade.)

Constitution: Body of the primordial dragon (Epic grade, 500,000 lust points to upgrade.)

Lust points: 72.717]

He couldn’t help but let out an excited sigh as he looked at his lust points balance.

The days he had spent with the lightning priestesses had been extremely lucrative, especially those on the ship, where their lives had been reduced to nothing but liquor, food and endless orgies.

"Husband... are you awake already?" Elize’s sweet, sleepy voice reached his ears, making him turn around.

That night, she had taken his right side while Ruxue occupied the left. Her huge breasts pressed firmly against his ribs, and her head rested on his powerful biceps.

"I was just thinking. You can go back to sleep if you want." He placed a kiss on Elize’s forehead, his heart warming at the sight of the red flush and that sweet smile taking over her face.

"Mmmnh~~ I’ll go to sleep when you do..." she whispered, her hand falling against Qingyi’s chest as she squirmed even more against him.

The handsome young man didn’t hold back a soft smile, his hands running through her silky purple hair, stroking it until she fell asleep again.

Listening to her calm, soft breathing against his chest, he looked up at the ceiling, thoughtful.

He had a long way to go and, honestly, he no longer had any interest in delaying his own cultivation or hiding his talent.

He would breakthrough to the Iron Body realm as soon as possible and then to the Burning Blood realm before finally starting to prepare to go to the Nine Peaks Basin.

He still hadn’t forgotten that poisonous beauty and couldn’t wait to get his hands on her.

With a sigh, he pushed those thoughts from his mind and closed his eyes.

Tomorrow, they would finally arrive in the capital of the Golden Sun Kingdom and he would finally be able to see his tanned beauty again.

***

"Fairy Feiyan, congratulations on your breakthrough to the Golden Core Realm!" A loud, annoying voice echoed through the hall, causing the smile on the tanned beauty’s face to instantly crumble.

A handsome young man approached her, reaching out to touch her shoulder, but stopped when a powerful golden core realm aura fell upon him.

"Touch me and I’ll rip your hands off and shove them up your ass," Hua Feiyan growled, her face taken over by a deep scowl as the young man retreated in trembling steps.

"Careful, little brother Yang! Not even I dare play with the thorns of that rose, Hahaha!" A loud laugh echoed as a pair of powerful hands fell on Young Master Yang’s shoulders, making him shudder.

"How could I compare to Senior Brother Han Juechen?" Young Master Yang smiled awkwardly as he turned around, his eyes meeting those of a brutish, smiling man.

That man was the direct disciple of the sect leader, a monster of the ninth stage of the Golden Core realm and the most powerful disciple in the sect.

They were in one of the many banquet halls of the royal palace, a place where young Yang was honestly only present because of his connections, which allowed him to accompany the core disciples on their journey to the capital.

But he was already regretting having accompanied them.

He was the weakest there and, unlike when he was among the inner disciples who lined up to lick his feet, no one there really respected him.

The women despised his every word and the men treated him like an insignificant ant.

But he had to endure. He had to get a meeting with the crown prince.

Completing that mission for his father could put him ahead of his brothers once and for all.

With a grunt, young Yang sat down in a corner, stopping paying attention to the tanned beauty.

"Ah..." Hua Feiyan sighed heavily, her eyes focusing on the horizon through the ornate window.

Perhaps if her Qingyi were here, she would even be able to bear those disgusting looks, but on her own, she was having to fight the urge to simply go home and cultivate.

She hadn’t left yet just out of respect for the royal family.

"Thinking about your man again, dear?" A sweet, aged voice caught Feiyan’s attention as an old woman sat down in front of her.

"Master, I..." Feiyan blushed, drawing a hearty laugh from Madame Xue.

"Don’t worry, I’ve been in love too." She grasped Feiyan’s hands.

"But you need to focus your mind. Tomorrow will be the finals of the alchemy competition and you need to take first place. We can’t be embarrassed in front of the whole kingdom."

"I understand, Master..." Feiyan bowed her head and forced firmness into her voice. "I won’t embarrass the sect. Victory will be mine!"

"Good girl!" Madame Xue laughed, stroking her disciple’s hair.

She couldn’t deny that she was proud. Her disciple’s cultivation speed was incomparable and her talent in alchemy was even superior.

Madame Xue was sure that if Feiyan continued at this pace, it wouldn’t be long before she would be considered the most talented disciple in the sect in the last thousand years, perhaps even more.

With a gentle smile, Madame Xue stood up, her eyes focusing on the luxurious table on a marble stage.

"The king’s speech is about to start, so I have to go." She waved in the air, a pill appearing in her hand.

"Spend the night cultivating. Make sure your Qi reserves are full for tomorrow."

"Yes, master." Feiyan took the pill, a complicated look dominating her face as she watched her master join the king’s table.

In the end, she just shook her head and turned her attention to the royal speech.