CHAPTER 193: 193 - KHAEDRYSS, BUTCHER OF EMPIRES AND SLAYER OF IMMORTALS.

In the depths of a lost valley and inside a large white-walled sanctuary, a creature could be seen lying under the rays of sunlight that came through a circular opening in the temple’s ceiling.

It was Khaedryss, butcher of empires and slayer of immortals.

Her body stretched almost one hundred meters and her black scales shimmered so brightly in the sunlight that they seemed capable of blinding anyone.

Suddenly, her eyes opened, her slit-shaped pupil contracting in the light.

She expected her caretakers to finally bring her her meal, but what she saw was a little creature, so pathetically small that it looked cute.

The little girl, no more than five years old, watched Khaedryss with interest, her big, childish purple eyes shining brightly, meeting the dragon’s huge, menacing, equally purple eyes.

"You’re..." The little girl murmured, then, after a moment’s thought, flashed a big smile. "Little purple!"

Khaedryss flinched, a hint of offense flashing across her draconic face before she heard a voice calling out to the girl.

"Elize, what are you doing here?" A curvaceous woman appeared, taking Elize in her arms.

"I was just looking at little purple!"

"Little purple?" A strange look appeared on the woman’s face as her eyes flicked towards the dragon before she laughed.

"She’s Khaedryss, and she’s not little." The woman led Elize to the front of the dragon.

Anyone else in her family would have called that crazy, but she didn’t care.

Although Khaedryss wouldn’t accept a rider for generations, she only rarely killed anyone who disturbed her rest.

With rarely, about seventy percent of the time, a fairly safe percentage.

Seeing them approach, Khaedryss lowered her head to ground level, her snout exhaling a breath of warm air that fluttered through the little girl’s hair, drawing a happy laugh from her.

That was quite an interesting little creature, one who, after being taken away by her sister, returned alone the other day.

And then again, again and again.

Khaedryss first ignored her completely, but as the months went by, she began to like her.

Until one day, the girl stopped coming and Khaedryss, together with the little girl’s sister, tried to bing her back.

Unfortunately, their plan failed and Khaedryss fell into that miserable place.

Her imposing size was reduced to a fraction of what it was before and her power to just an echo, so weak and fragile that even the weakest of her former world could crush her with a single thought.

She thought she would never see Elize again, but still, there she was.

She had grown up as a human of incomparable beauty and even if she lacked power, she certainly had talent.

She lowered her head to Elize’s height, who immediately reached out her hands, touching the scales bruised by Qingyi’s punch and which were already slowly regenerating.

"I’m sorry, little purple, my husband is a bit rough sometimes... but..." Elize hesitated, pressing her forehead against Khaedryss’ muzzle.

"Can you let him ride you?" she asked, and the dragon’s big purple eyes focused on the man behind her.

That man was a dragon, not a dragon like her, but a dragon nonetheless.

Why would a dragon want to take another as a mount?

She didn’t know, but she didn’t care either.

He was worthy and the man of one of the only things she still loved in this world, so what else mattered?

The handsome young man still had a face full of shock as he approached.

This was a being from the immortal world, a being linked to Elize’s family.

He hadn’t expected to see anything like this so soon.

Hesitating for a brief moment, Qingyi took out the talisman, but stopped at the last moment, hearing something in his mind.

It wasn’t words, despite her intelligence, Khaedryss was still unable to speak.

What Qingyi felt was a much more primal means of communication, as if an idea was being sent directly to his mind.

The talisman wasn’t necessary, only his blood was enough.

"Be careful, she’s a beast that uses mana, not Qi, there could be incompatibilities," Ruxue warned.

"Let’s pray not." Qingyi made a small cut in his hand and pressed it against Khaedryss’ snout.

The black dragon closed its purple eyes, a stream of energy flowing towards Qingyi, a small star-shaped symbol appearing on the back of his hand.

At that very moment, he felt his connection with Khaedryss grow even stronger, each of her thoughts being transmitted into his mind.

"Do you need to rest?" He asked and when the creature nodded, he smiled.

"Ruxue, can she stay in your mind world?" Qingyi asked.

"Hm... probably, dragons like her don’t have cultivation like our beasts and only get stronger by defeating strong enemies, eating specific things or getting older.

As she has no Qi, she shouldn’t cause major fluctuations in the formations that keep the world of mind up."

"Good..." The smile on Qingyi’s face grew even wider.

"Let her rest for a while, I promise she won’t mess up." He spoke and Khaedryss’ huge body was immediately pulled into the heaven-defying thunder sword.

"Is everything all right?" Qingyi looked at Elize, still a little shaky despite her smile.

"I’m fine... it’s just..." She searched her mind for words, but found nothing.

Sighing, Qingyi waved his hands, buying a simple-looking bed from the system store for just over a hundred lust points.

"H-husband? W-what are you-" Before Elize had even finished her sentence, Qingyi was already on top of her.

Her enormous breasts exploded out of her cleavage, swaying heavily before being grabbed by him.

The pale, soft skin spilled out between his fingers as his powerful hands barely encapsulated a fraction of those huge twin mountains.

"Little Purple-" Qingyi stopped suddenly, feeling an ominous feeling in his mind, as if it was correcting him.

"Khaedryss needs some rest, don’t you think we should use this time productively?" He smiled as he threw Elize onto the bed and sank between her legs.

His hands plunged into her soft thighs while his tongue explored the valley of the soft, plump mound that hid the pink interior of her pussy.

When he felt she was ready, Qingyi moved upwards, his tongue tracing a path across her slim, shapely belly, down her slender waist and then between her huge breasts.

At the same time, he moved his hips forward, pressing his large, rigid member against her plump, soaked entrance.

Fortunately, Khaedryss would still need a long time to rest and Qingyi planned to use that time very well.