SillyDaoist

Yep, my cover got axed hahaha, changing again on the 30th.

After transmigrating to the Blue Moon continent, Qingyi served his master for twelve years, proving himself to be a pure and chaste young man until he finally received the Corruption Dragon God, promising to keep it safe from nefarious hands.

But well... he couldn't have suffered all that for nothing, could he? Now that it was finally over, he would use this bloodline to its fullest extent. There wouldn't be a single wife of any arrogant young master who wouldn't know his touch!

His journey on the continent of the blue moon will only be the beginning, immortals and celestials would all tremble under his power!

What will you find in this novel?
- some fetishes such as: excessively large breasts and unrealistic, exaggerated proportions.
- Smut
- Lust system
- Massive Harem (dozens of girls)
- Smart MC
- Some level of mind control.
- An almost endless cultivation path
- There will be no Netorare, but there will be Netori (MC stealing wives).

What will you not find in this novel?
- NTR(Netorare)
- Brain dead mc
- Dense mc
- Yaoi/Yuri

[Content warning: This is a smut novel. Expect explicit sexual content and extremely sexualized characters].
Release schedule: 2 chapters per day / 14 chapters per week, between 1000 and 1200 words.

The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System

"Begin!" Elder Tian's voice echoed through the arena.

"Please instruct me well, Senior Brother Xiaohu." Qingyi clenched his fists, his body filled with a cloud of electric sparks before he advanced.

Xiaohu responded with a smile, his body surrounded by a sea of burning flames.

'He also has a movement technique?' Qingyi blinked in surprise.

That kind of technique was rare, usually only inner disciples possessed it. He hadn't expected to see someone with an ability similar to his own.

Unfortunately, he didn't have much time to think about it.

Xiaohu's body disappeared in an explosion of embers as he ran around Qingyi, his speed no slower than the lightning steps.

The next moment, a fireball appeared in his hand, tearing through the air towards Qingyi.

Qingyi stopped his steps momentarily, feeling a wave of heat hit his face before brandishing his sword.

43 - The inner disciples selection (05)