When Qingyi left the throne room, without a single hair out of place, he was immediately greeted by looks that carried mixed feelings.
Qianyao’s two guards showed curiosity on their feminine faces, while the old man looked ready to swallow his own heart out of sheer rage.
Qingyi ignored everyone, embracing Qianyao and placing a kiss on her sweet, plump lips.
"How did it go?" she asked as soon as their lips parted, blushing softly.
"Good, but your father wants to talk to you now. It’s important," he whispered in Qianyao’s ear.
She nodded, a weight lifting from her heart. Separating herself from Qingyi, she entered the throne room.
With Qianyao no longer by his side, Qingyi focused his eyes on the Elder.
"What is it, old man? Do you want to be humiliated even more?" Qingyi revealed a smile full of contempt to the elder, who almost spat blood.
In the end, the elder simply turned his back on Qingyi and flew toward the horizon. He needed to cultivate a little to calm his mind. If he continued like this, he would end up developing a heart demon.
Qingyi just sighed, closing his eyes to cultivate in silence, reflecting on the story he heard from Tianjin.
Honestly, it explained all the doubts he had about Qianyao.
It clarified the reason why her real age was different from her chronological age and why a true dragon existed in the immortal heaven, even though, according to Ruxue’s words, they should only exist in the celestial heaven.
Even her inability to transform completely, despite being a true dragon, was explained by that.
"Ah... I wonder how powerful Tianjin’s real body is..." Qingyi scratched his chin thoughtfully before shaking his head.
It wasn’t time to worry about that; he had more important things to occupy his mind.
Closing his eyes, Qingyi calmed his agitated Qi, gently circulating it as he waited for Qianyao to return.
She took much longer than Qingyi inside, and only after two hours did she emerge, her eyes slightly teary.
She lifted her face to Qingyi, her beautiful golden horns glistening in the sunlight. Without hesitation, she just hugged him tightly.
[You can go now, take care of my child. I gave her a powerful protective artifact, but I hope it won’t need to be used.]
A sound transmission reached Qingyi, who just nodded before finally leaving, walking toward the ship prepared by the cat people.
The servants and guards were surprised to see Qianyao with him, but in the end, they said nothing. This was not a matter in which they had a say.
Soon, Qingyi found himself alone in a luxurious suite, where he threw himself onto the bed with Qianyao still in his embrace.
He could feel her breath against his chest and the weight of her large breasts against his abdomen.
"Father said I could travel with you for as long as I wish," Qianyao finally spoke. "But... what do we do now?"
"We continue to cultivate," Qingyi replied after thinking for a moment. "This is the path of cultivation: the weak die, the strong continue on."
Hearing those words, Qianyao closed her beautiful golden eyes, rubbing her face against Qingyi’s chest.
It was obvious that she knew that truth; it was something instilled in every cultivator’s mind the moment they decided to follow the path of cultivation. But still, she was unable to hide the heaviness in her chest.
"Get some sleep. We’ll soon arrive at the land of the cat people, and from there, we’ll go to the blue sea kingdom." Qingyi said, stroking Qianyao’s long silver hair.
The beauty just nodded silently, closing her eyes and allowing sleep to take over her tired mind.
When she finally woke up, refreshed and with a clearer mind, they went to the world of the mind.
"Oh... the beautiful dragon sister is here!" Xueyao’s sweet and excited voice was the first thing she heard.
The voluptuous little fox was accompanied by Yueli, Yunfei, and Linyue, her breasts swaying as she ran towards Qianyao.
Qianyao couldn’t help but blush softly as she was surrounded by the other girls. Although she had already spent a few days with them, she was still a little shy.
Finally, she was pulled into the kitchen, where the girls were already preparing to start dinner. Qianyao had never done this kind of work before, so she had a lot to learn from Elize.
"Sister Rongyan, prepare the fire, let’s make dinner!" Elize’s sweet and lively voice echoed across the temple, eliciting a soft sigh from Qingyi, who soon headed to the alchemy pavilion.
There, he was immediately greeted by a beautiful sight.
Feiyan was preparing pills, focused on refining her alchemy skills as much as possible.
As always, her dress was slung down to her waist. Her tanned tits were covered by nothing but a tiny bikini, whose triangle-shaped cups were barely able to cover her pink and puffy nipples.
Concentrated on her work, she continued to stir the cauldron, a drop of sweat dripping from her chin and running down the deep valleys of her breasts.
Honestly, seeing Feiyan dressed like this no longer surprised Qingyi. At least, not as much as seeing Biyue dressed the same way surprised him.
Biyue’s elegant green dress fell to her slim, delicate waist, leaving her round, full breasts also covered only by a tiny bikini, like feiyan’s, so tight that the black lines sank into her soft, pale flesh.
Qingyi couldn’t help but salivate as he approached the two. His hands immediately flowed to the two pairs of huge, heavy mountains, grabbing and squeezing.
"Nghnn~~"
"Ohnn~~ hubby!..."
The two beauties moaned in unison, Biyue’s noble and soft voice contrasting with Feiyan’s sweet and sensual voice.
"What are you naughty girls doing, huh?" He asked, playing with their nipples on his fingertips.
"Nothing much, ahn~~ just testing some different types of pills for healing and cleansing poisons." Biyue replied, raising a single hand where a golden pill appeared between her fingers.
Since all the girls were already at least earth-grade in their lineages, they had begun to work in other areas.
Those specific pills were something the two of them had developed together.
It was a sky-grade healing pill with a purity above 85%, capable of instantly healing and eliminating countless types of poisons.
It wasn’t very useful for Qingyi, who now had the seed of life, but its commercial value was tremendous.