The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System-Chapter 47 - Tang Yandu (02)

Yandu’s body fell to the ground. A single touch from Tang Biyue was enough to seal all of his cultivation.

The powerful aura surrounding the sect ceased, and the disciples still alive in the arena were finally able to breathe.

Their eyes fixed on the incomparable beauty in the center of the arena.

Some drooled, having never seen such a beautiful woman before, while others trembled with concern.

Who were these people? How could they be so powerful?

Biyue ignored the stares of the outer disciples. To her, they were nothing more than annoying and noisy ants.

Her beautiful green eyes focused on the man on the ground, her aura falling upon him and crushing him on the ground.

"Ugh... Do you have to be so cruel, little sister? It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other..." Yandu revealed a bloody smile.

"Don’t call me that, worm," Tang Biyue said, biting her lower lip in disgust. "You betrayed the family and the orthodox path, and you will pay for it."

"Oh... And you came here personally after some worm instead of sending one of Father’s shadows? I’m honored—" Yandu’s voice was cut off when Tang Biyue threw a needle toward his chest.

He choked slightly before his vision blurred and he fell to the ground.

Tang Biyue sighed heavily.

A pang of pain arose in her heart. That man was her older brother, and one of the people she loved most in her entire life.

Someone of her level would normally never stoop to walking with the lowly people of the outer regions, but she forced herself to do so.

If she let the family’s subordinates handle this, Yandu would be killed without even a chance for a trial.

She hated him for betraying everyone and giving himself over to the demonic path, but he was still her brother. She would be the one to present him to the patriarch.

"Look, it’s the sect leader!"

"Finally, we’re saved!"

Sighs of relief echoed among the outer disciples. On the horizon, a figure appeared.

It was a man in his sixties, his sharp face bearing signs of beauty worn away by time.

He wore a long red robe covered with images of golden dragons, his garments fluttering slightly as he descended toward the outer arena.

Under his feet was a sword surrounded by draconic patterns.

That was the sword of the ascending dragon, a flying weapon that belonged to the founder of the sect and one of the most powerful artifacts in the entire outer region of the blue moon continent.

Many held their breath as he stepped onto the arena floor.

They expected an epic battle, that their leader would push those people back to where they came from.

But that did not happen.

The sect leader fell to his knees and prostrated himself, his head hitting the ground like a servant bowing to an emperor.

"I greet the sovereign in my humble residence and beg for your mercy!" he said in a weak and submissive voice, his aura having completely disappeared.

Silence reigned among the disciples.

When their leader sent a stern glance out of the corner of his eye toward them, they began to prostrate themselves as well.

Even the injured Elder Tian moved, dragging himself with difficulty and prostrating himself before Tang Biyue.

Feiyan looked as if she was about to explode and rush towards Qingyi, but Madame Xue stopped her.

She grabbed the beauty’s neck, forcing her to prostrate herself as well and blocking her meridians to prevent her from doing anything foolish. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Tang Biyue swept everyone there with a cold, disinterested gaze.

There was nothing else to do, she could just leave, but her eyes met Qingyi’s figure and she stopped.

The young man was still on his knees, his eyes shining with a deep purple as blood trickled down his eyelids like an endless stream.

The glow in his eyes was beautiful and bewitching, but his consciousness seemed absent.

Tang Biyue shook her head slightly.

She knew that there was something wrong with Qingyi’s eyes from the moment she saw him, but she had never been able to identify exactly what it was.

At least not until now.

Under that gaze, she felt that every last drop of her being was being observed, all her secrets seemed to be revealed to him.

That was dangerous. Someone with such a high cultivation level as her should not feel this way.

She raised her hand. A pulsating green aura briefly appeared between her long, delicate fingers before fading away.

Killing him would be the best choice, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Her gaze wavered and her pale cheeks took on a rosy hue.

She remembered his touch and the sensation that had overwhelmed her body.

It was intense, something she had never felt before, but still, it was pleasant.

Her heart raced just remembering it.

Was it wrong to want more?

Looking toward the leader of the Ascending Dragon Sect, she said, "Your disciple will die if you don’t do anything."

No response.

The sect leader kept his face on the ground, not daring to lift even a single glance to admire that beauty.

"Ugh..." She grunted, she hated dealing with peasants because of that.

Tang Biyue hesitated for a moment, her body trembling slightly before finally walking towards Qingyi.

Her eyes swept over the destruction around her and the single needle stuck between his eyes.

That was the Tang family’s supreme technique, which only the most talented learned. Of course, that was an inferior version that her brother had modified to use demonic and poisonous Qi at the same time.

It was much weaker than the original, which could use millions of needles, but it was still powerful.

Qingyi surviving it was a miracle.

She crouched down and lightly touched Qingyi’s head before sending a small stream of Qi toward his head, a bloody needle falling to the ground.

Now, she just needed to stop his Qi circulation, and fast.

Fortunately, for someone from the rebirth realm, stopping Qingyi’s Qi circulation was as easy as crushing an ant.

A slight burst of Qi swept across the arena, and Qingyi’s body finally lost its stiffness. His eyes were closed, as he fell toward Tang Biyue.

The incomparable beauty shuddered as his head hit her cleavage, her huge breasts engulfing his face in a soft, warm embrace.

Her full lips parted in disgust, and she moved her hands to push Qingyi away, but she couldn’t.

She felt a shock run between her legs, forcing her to press them together tightly. "Mmph..." a moan almost escaped her lips.

What the hell was happening to her body? Why did she react like this to Qingyi’s touch?

She needed to know.

Gritting her teeth, she stood up, Qingyi’s body floating behind her alongside Tang Yandu’s.

With a single push, the three of them disappeared, leaving the arena completely empty.

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