Novel Full Chapter 638 Will it even fit?
Chapter 638 Will it even fit?
“Does your adoptive father know you came to visit me?” Qingyi asked as Rou’er snuggled into his lap with a gentle wiggle, her soft hips
pressing against him.
“Yes!” Rou’er nodded, blushing slightly. “He was the one who asked me to come pick you up as soon as you left closed-door cultivation. He seems curious to see you.”
“I see.” Qingyi kept one hand on her hips.
Also, when are you going to beat that Tianhao? Once you get rid of him, there’ll be nothing stopping us from getting married! Master Ma Zhenwu is so smart to support you.” Rou’er continued, her excitement making her voice higher-pitched.
“Once you become Rouxi’s adopted son and have the Ma family’s backing, Father will have no choice but to give in.”
Qingyi gave a dry laugh upon hearing that.
She wasn’t wrong, and honestly, he had no problem marrying her.
The simple fact that she supported the idea already made everything much easier.
The big problem was that the sect and the Guo family were already deep into negotiations, and the sect leader, no matter how much he loved Rou’er, was still the sect leader.
He had to put the sect’s best interests above all else.
If they absorbed the Guo family as a supporter after Rou’er’s marriage to Tianhao, the economic gains would be enormous.
In the end, Qingyi simply relaxed, feeling her weight nestled against his lap and running his hand through her short, pink hair, soft as silk between his fingers.
His free hand slid down to one of her thighs, lifting her skirt
dangerously high as her warm, smooth skin surrendered to his touch.
Her scent was pleasant, and her body, sweet and soft.
Luckily, he had plenty of control over his erections, because the way things were now, he’d have a hard time hiding it.
“Hm… big brother Qingyi, why don’t you explain this hard thing pressing against me?” Rou’er gave a naughty giggle, her face red as she turned toward him.
Rou’er might be a pure woman who had barely had any contact with men, but she loved to read, and some of those books ended up being rather spicy.
She was as naughty as she was pure.
“Is your dick really that big?” Rou’er asked, her delicate hand
venturing where it shouldn’t, her slender fingers closing around something they shouldn’t, long, thick, hot, and throbbing beneath the fabric.
“Oh… it really is that big! Will it even fit?”
“This girl… Qingyi’s eyes widened as his lust points rose.
Well, she was the daughter of the dragon god of corruption. How could she not be just as perverted as he was, heir to the same dragon god?
Fortunately, she had a strong aversion to any man other than him.
“Don’t you think you’re going too fast?” A sweet, sensual voice echoed through the interior of the ship, and when Rou’er turned to face forward, she found herself staring at a massive pair of pale tits.
It was Ruxue, who could barely contain the urge to pinch Rou’er’s adorable cheeks.
“Hm… who are you?” Rou’er asked timidly, her face even redder.
That woman had seen her grabbing Qingyi’s cock.
“I’m Ruxue, your older sister and one of Qingyi’s many wives.” Ruxue smiled, pulling Rou’er into a hug and pressing her against her ample bosom.
The journey wouldn’t be long, so she had to make the most of the little time she had.
***
While Qingyi, Ruxue, and Rou’er enjoyed a peaceful journey, in the sect’s main palace, two men with aged appearances were drinking
calmly.
The sect leader was not on his throne, sitting at the same level as his guest, the old Ma Zhenwu.
He was the most powerful expert in that entire star system, and yet he treated the old man with respect.
Zhenwu was the sect’s only living ancestor, and now that he had broken through the bottleneck that had held him back for so many years, he would quickly become the most powerful of them all. “Master Zhenwu, what did you see so special in that young man?” the sect leader asked, drawing a muffled laugh from the old man. “I’ve always had a keen eye for talent, and that young man not only possesses unparalleled talent, but also a strong sense of justice and an unshakable personality, worthy of a dragon,” Ma Zhenwu replied.
It was a lie, for the most part.
Aside from Qingyi’s talent for breaking through secret realms, he
hadn’t seen much in that young man.
The real problem was that silly promise to the heavens he’d made that
day, a joke from an old man too close to death to care.
If Qingyi broke through the secret realm, he would personally marry
his granddaughter to him.
What a huge mistake.
When he advanced to the realm of the stellar sovereign, he realized he would have to fulfill the promise if he didn’t want to become the
target of a heavenly tribulation.
Before, he wouldn’t have cared about that.
He was going to die one way or another.
But now, with eternity ahead of him, he didn’t want to take any risks.
The only way out he found was to invalidate the promise to the
heavens.
If Qingyi married the sect leader’s daughter, of infinitely higher lineage than his own, the leader would never allow him to take other
wives.
Thus, the promise would be nullified.
Zhenwu chuckled inwardly as he admired his own genius.
Little did he know that, if Qingyi knew his thoughts, he too would
burst out laughing.
“Ah… I have to see this for myself. He was only at the second stage of the Astral Blood Realm last month, wasn’t he?
There are two weeks left before the trip to the Cosmic Void Sect, and
I highly doubt he’ll reach the Celestial Ascension Realm in time.” The sect leader stood up and, together with Ma Zhenwu, walked out to the palace courtyard.
In the sky, Rou’er’s personal ship appeared, slicing through the air
toward them.
The ship landed with a gust of hot air that ruffled the clothes and beards of both men.
When the two figures inside revealed themselves, neither of the old men could hide their shock.
Rou’er was not concealing her appearance and was shyly holding Qingyi’s hand, in the same pose as a bride holding her groom’s arm.
But that wasn’t what paralyzed them. It was Qingyi’s cultivation.
Ninth stage of the Astral Blood Realm. How on earth had he advanced so quickly?