CHAPTER 154: 154 - DO YOU HAVE A BLOODLINE?

Just after preparing everything in the Dian Ruxue world of mind and having fun with her until their bodies lost strength, Qingyi found himself in the cultivation room again.

His lust points were just over 100,000 and he wondered what to do with so much wealth.

The Scarlet Dragon Competition was coming up in a few months.

Although his current power was high enough for him to feel no pressure from his potential opponents, he still had to worry about the elders of the enemy sects.

After all, the competition allowed even cultivators at the peak of the Iron Body realm to enter, so it was as much a contest between elders as it was between disciples.

Even though Xu Qingxue’s power was more than enough to protect both of them, Long Qingyi still preferred to have at least enough strength not to be a burden to his master.

With a long sigh, he opened his status screen, clicking on improve spirit root.

His body was immediately seized by horrible pain, his meridians pulsing beneath his skin as they were slowly rebuilt.

Qingyi just gritted his teeth, letting a slight pained grunt escape his lips before raising his head, looking at the system notifications in front of him.

[Your spirit root has been improved! Mid-level lightning sword spirit root → High-level lightning sword spirit root].

He immediately felt the Qi around him change or, to be more specific, the way he perceived the Qi changed.

The density in the room hadn’t changed, but his body was absorbing almost twice as much as before, sucking everything in like an endless black hole.

That would place him as an absolute genius even in the basin of the nine peaks, not even below the poisonous beauty, Tang Biyue.

It was still hard to believe that in less than a year, he had gone from a mortal with almost no talent and a crazy master to one of the most talented beings on the entire continent.

Shaking his head, he pushed those thoughts aside and sat down cross-legged, beginning to cultivate.

Time flew by without him hardly noticing. Every few days, he took short breaks to meet up with Feiyan and the girls from the temple, making sure they didn’t miss him too much.

He also spent a lot of time with his master, who continued to guide him along the path of cultivation, working on the things he lacked most: experience.

"Ah..." He exhaled deeply, opening his eyes and his status screen.

[Name: Long Qingyi

Age: 19

Cultivation: Ninth stage of the golden core realm (10.00 lust points to upgrade)

Affinities: Lightning 98 - Sword: 97 - Charm: 1000 (can be upgraded in the lust store)

Spiritual roots: High-level lightning sword root (1.000.000 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: 9.435]

Although he had spent a lot on his new spirit root and cultivation levels, he had still taken the time to have enough fun with the girls to accumulate a decent amount of lust points.

Standing up, he stretched his body. He had been cultivating for months without stopping, only taking breaks of a few hours a week to entertain his wives and have a few lessons with Qingxue.

His body was stiff and his muscles needed a good massage and a hot bath. Unfortunately, he didn’t have time for that.

Hastily changing his clothes, Qingyi left the cultivation room and headed for the mansion’s garden.

"Disciple Long Qingyi greets the master!" He saluted, but instead of just bowing respectfully, he embraced her from behind.

His luscious fingers ran along her slender waist, up to her large, full breasts, squeezing them until he heard that sweet, obscene moan he loved so much.

"You shameless disciple-mmmhn~~" Qingxue shuddered as she placed her hands over Qingyi’s on her breasts.

She tried to pull him away, but her body immediately lost its strength, melting back into his arms.

She hated it, hated how her body always forced her to surrender to him. And most of all, she hated how she was slowly stopping hating it.

"What? I can’t give love to my own woman?" Qingyi smiled as he sat down on the bench, pulling her onto his lap.

"I’m your master, you should respect me-" the bronzed beauty’s words were interrupted by Qingyi’s lips, her plump rosy lips opening as his tongue invaded her mouth voraciously.

When he pulled back, her lips remained open, saliva-soaked and panting.

"I beg your pardon, master... I was just a little excited to see you." Qingyi smiled shamelessly as he admired Qingxue’s beautiful, flushed face.

His hands ran through her long silver hair as he watched those blue eyes lose their coldness for a brief moment before she recovered.

Calming her mind, Qingxue finally got off Qingyi’s lap, struggling to regain what little dignity she had left.

"Was your cultivation behind closed doors fruitful?" she asked, straightening her disheveled clothes.

"Yes, Master." Qingyi smiled before releasing his aura, a powerful Qi from the peak of the Golden Core realm spreading throughout the garden.

Qingxue couldn’t stop her eyes from widening. That Qi was not inferior to that of an expert at the fifth stage of the Iron Body Realm.

Such a huge anomaly, she had only ever seen in the sect leader, and that was because of his bloodline-

Qingxue’s train of thought suddenly stopped as something popped into her mind.

A bloodline was something extremely difficult to detect and only the sect leader was known to have one.

His cultivation speed, his power to fight against enemies with much higher cultivation, the interest of an expert from the nine peaks basin in him.

A lineage explained it all!

"Long Qingyi," she opened her mouth, hesitating for a brief moment before asking. "Do you have a bloodline?"