"nghnn~~ D-did you see it?" Qianyao’s beautiful golden eyes slowly opened, a little relieved to realize that Qingyi wouldn’t take advantage of the situation to kill her.
[Qianyao’s Corruption increased by 2 points, +50 million lust points]
[Qianyao’s Lust increased by 5%]
He easily could have, but fortunately, he didn’t.
"Yes, I did." Qingyi replied, nodding.
"And you’re still looking..." She blushed slightly, feeling his eyes focused on her now-covered tits.
"Yes, I am. They’re beautiful." Qingyi flashed a gentle smile.
On receiving that shameless reply, Qianyao shuddered for a brief moment, her hesitation ending in a short, faint laugh.
"Why did you kill him so brutally, shameless young master Long Qingyi?" Long Qianyao covered her pink lips with long, delicate fingers, suppressing her laughter.
She stood up elegantly, her chest already fully covered, the gentle ripple of her huge pale tits being contained as she hugged her sword, the position of her arms squeezing them against each other.
Before Qingyi could reply, she looked up. "Dad’s watching."
"I know." Qingyi also raised his gaze. He could see the way the Qi flowing just above them was changing.
It was obvious that he would pay attention to his daughter and, if she was at risk, intervene. Fortunately, he hadn’t seen what had happened earlier.
Qingyi really didn’t want to have to explain something like this to an angry old monster.
After studying the changes in the Qi and realizing that it had returned to normal, Qingyi focused his gaze on Xuefeng’s corpse.
"Do you think he’d do anything different to me? Or feel sorry about it?" Qingyi asked, finally paying attention to the notification he had just received.
Twenty-five million for a single corruption point, five times what Linyue had given him.
How could he not be excited about that?
"No..." Qianyao shook her head, taking a step towards Qingyi, watching his eyes with curiosity.
Her face came within centimeters of his, her breasts briefly coming into contact with Qingyi’s chest before she pulled back, blushing.
[Qianyao’s Corruption increased by 2 points, +50 million lust points]
[Qianyao’s Lust increased by 5%]
"He is... or rather, he was too cruel to understand his own cruelty... just like his brother." She spoke, looking down, her pale cheeks flushed a vibrant red and her breathing rapid.
The part of her bosom that had touched Qingyi tingled, a strange warmth running through her body, a soft sigh escaping her lips.
Calming her breathing, she sighed. "I’ll be going. I hope to see you at the main tournament."
"This shameless young master Long Qingyi is happy that he has won the recognition of the beautiful young miss Long Qianyao."
Qingyi returned the smile before walking over to the two flags, picking one up and throwing it in her direction.
"You..." A hint of irritation crept into her voice, but in the end, she just turned away.
Well, she was the one who had called him a shameless young master, not that he didn’t deserve to be called that.
’Violent, vicious and lustful...’ She repeated in her mind exactly what her father had said about black dragons.
Was Qingyi any different? She didn’t know... she could only think of his gaze, whether it was focused on her breasts or her eyes.
They didn’t change, carrying nothing but the purest desire, a kind she had never seen in her life.
It wasn’t the impure, disgusting desire she usually saw in the gazes of men like Xuefeng’s older brother. It was different.
"Ah..." Qingyi shook his head, his eyes not leaving her figure for an instant as he walked away.
From the shapely curve of her hips with her slender waist, to her perfect bubble butt, the thin white fabric demarcating her perfectly, sticking to her sweaty pale skin, each step making it bounce softly.
She was one of the most perfect women he had ever seen, from her personality to her talent and, of course, her beauty.
From the amount of corruption and lust that a single touch from him could cause in her, he knew that, if he tried, he could dominate her right there.
But in the end, he held back.
He didn’t want some crazy astral body realm expert trying to kill him.
Besides, he would have other chances, especially if she reached the finals and went with him to the land of the fox folk.
From what he had heard, they would have to take part in an inheritance together to meet the matriarch of the fox people, a place where they would be totally alone, cut off from the real world.
"Yes, that will do." Qingyi smiled, sitting down next to his flag and holding it carefully.
The rest of the competition lasted around 15 hours in total. Qingyi could feel it clearly as dozens of battles exploded for miles around him, stopping only when the last of the flags was finally found.
At that moment, everyone was pulled back into the large courtyard, exactly one hundred corpses hitting the ground with thuds, their bodies bearing brutal injuries.
Qingyi naturally ignored all this, focusing his gaze on a withdrawn beauty in a corner, whose eyes were fixed on her father.
Raising her beautiful face and noticing Qingyi’s gaze, Qianyao flashed a gentle smile at him.
"Hm... we’ve had few deaths this year," Long Jinrui stretched, his eyes scanning all the corpses with disinterest.
Suddenly, his eyes locked on one particular figure: handsome, long white hair, his face reduced to nothing but a bloody mess, his jaw brutally ripped open to chest height.
Jinrui walked over to his brother, a deep fury taking hold of his heart.
His brother dying hadn’t shocked him, but the way he had died, dishonorable and brutal, had really angered him.
Raising his face, his eyes immediately found the figure of Qingyi, who was looking directly at Qianyao, exchanging smiles with her.
"This bastard..." Jinrui gritted his teeth, taking a step forward, his face filled with the deepest anger. "Long Qingyi... did you kill my brother?"