She stood there, trembling with rage and unspoken want, the choice hanging like a blade.
The ball was in her court... for now.
Elder Feng Lianhua's silence stretched like a taut bowstring, her pale blue eyes flicking from me to Mei Ling, who stood quietly at my side, her silk robe clinging to her freshly fucked curves like a lover's whisper.
The elder's gaze lingered on Mei—taking in the subtle glow of her skin, the newfound strength in her stance, that Early Core Formation aura radiating like she'd been reborn in my cum.
Feng's sheet-wrapped body tensed, her full tits rising with a sharp breath, nipples still poking through the fabric like they remembered my touch.
She glanced toward the maid one last time, her voice cutting through the incense-heavy air like a chilled blade.
"Does her power arise due to you?"
I nodded, smirking as I met those icy eyes.
"Indeed, that's the secret of her case. Dual cultivation—my essence flowing into her, reshaping her qi, breaking her through realms. She's mine now, body and soul. Stronger because of it."
Feng closed her eyes, her severe bun loosening a strand that fell across her flushed cheek.
I could see her sensing it—her own body subtly healed from our earlier "wager," a faint surge of clarity in her strength, like the pheromone haze had left a lingering gift.
It was puny compared to her Mid-Nascent Soul might, barely a flicker, but enough to make her lips part in quiet surprise.
She opened her eyes again, the ice returning, though cracked.
"Fine. I will let you enter the sect, but you will be following me. You will be tied to the sect. And don't think I don't see what you want—you will not be able to meet Chen at all."
Mei Ling's eyes widened, her hand instinctively reaching for mine.
"Wait, what about my brother?"
Feng's lips curled into a cold smile, her pale eyes narrowing like winter frost.
"You want me to go and kill him myself?"
Mei flinched, her body jerking as if slapped, tears welling in those innocent eyes.
The elder's words hung like a threat, sharp and merciless, reminding us all of her power.
But I placed my hand on Mei's hips, fingers caressing the soft curve through her robe, feeling the warmth of her skin and the subtle tremble of her fear.
"It's fine," I murmured, my touch steady, reassuring.
She nodded, her trust in me absolute, and turned to face the elder head-on.
With complete confidence, she gave a smirk—small, defiant, like she'd found her spine in my embrace.
Feng raised an elegant brow, her sheet slipping just enough to tease the swell of her hip.
"She trusts you, huh?"
I grinned, pulling Mei closer, my hand still roaming her hip possessively.
"Even you do, don't you?"
Feng scoffed, straightening her posture, those full breasts straining the sheet like they were begging to be freed.
"You are nothing in front of me. Why would I trust you? It's just I don't care what an ant does. And given how your abilities are to pleasure me, it's more like I am hiring you as my conduit."
Conduits—yeah, I knew the term from the novel's lore.
In cultivation sects, they were living tools, usually low-born slaves or captured enemies bound by oaths to channel qi for their masters.
The conduit got drained, their essence siphoned to fuel the stronger cultivator's breakthroughs, often leaving them as withered husks.
It was a one-way street—the master sucked power, the conduit withered.
But here? Feng was flipping the script, trying to frame me as her personal fuck-toy, hers to drain my "pleasure abilities" for her gain.
Cute sabotage attempt, ice queen.
She thought she could control this, turn me into her battery while keeping me leashed.
I shook my head, knowing damn well this woman was just trying to sabotage all this.
When exactly conduit meant he should be the one getting sucked.
But here she was the one—twisting it to make me the drained fool.
Arrogant bitch.
But the system didn't give a fuck about her games; windows popped up one after another, rewarding me for the finger-fuck I'd given her earlier, my smile widening like I'd already won.
[System Notification!]
[Successful Seduction Act: Finger Penetration on SSS-Rank Target]
[Vitality +500!]
[Harem Points +300!]
[Bonus: Lingering Arousal Effect - Target's Resistance Reduced by 10% for 24 Hours]
[System Alert: Corruption Progress - Elder Feng Lianhua: 35%]
[New Ability Unlocked: Pleasure Echo - Remotely trigger minor arousal in bonded targets.]
Hell yeah.
She might talk big, but her body remembered who made her squirt like a virgin in heat.
Feng flicked her hand dismissively, and the chamber—the whole pleasure palace—vanished in a swirl of qi, folding back into the ring on my finger.
Her clothes reformed instantly, obsidian silk hugging her curves like a second skin, those silver pins glinting in her bun as if nothing had happened.
She turned, striding toward the door with that regal sway, her ass flexing under the robes.
"Follow me, if you don't want to die."
I did, but not before noticing Lin Yue.
She was distanced, moving with her elbow holding her side, head down like the weight of the world was on her shoulders.
Her floral skirt swayed with each step, but her usual fire was dimmed, green eyes fixed on the ground.
I approached, falling into step beside her.
"What happened to you?"
She looked up, those sharp eyes meeting mine, a flicker of vulnerability breaking through.
"It feels strange... do you really like a woman's body that much? Is she just an object?"
I paused, considering her words, then gave a soft reply, voice low and honest.
"Do you know, us men don't have a way to express our feelings the way we crave our wives, except for giving them gifts, showing something materialistic that includes physically pounding them. Even through exhaustion, hearing her drop the mask and moan, it just tells us she loves us as much as we do."
Lin Yue stared, processing, then shook her head with a faint, wry smile.
"You are a coward, but I guess I will never understand you."
Before I could respond, she interlocked her hand with mine—firm, calloused fingers weaving through my own, a quiet acceptance in the gesture.
Mei Ling, catching up, did the same on my other side, her soft palm slipping into mine with that complete trust she'd shown earlier.
We walked like that, three linked shadows moving toward the elder's waiting ship, the forest parting as if it knew we were done with its games.
The airship loomed ahead—a sleek behemoth of enchanted metal and glowing arrays, humming with sect power.
Feng boarded without looking back, her robes billowing like dark wings.
We followed, stepping onto the deck where sect disciples eyed us warily—lowly ants in their eyes, but they didn't dare question an elder.
As the ship lifted off, engines roaring to life, I squeezed the women's hands tighter.
Mei looked up at me, worry in her eyes about her brother, but my caress on her hip earlier had steadied her.
Lin Yue just leaned into my side, silent but present.
Feng might think she had me leashed as her "conduit," but the system was already plotting her fall.
One way or another, she'd be moaning my name soon enough.
[System Notification!]
[Mission Update: Infiltrate Immortal Sect - Phase 1 Complete]
[Rewards: Vitality +1,000, Harem Points +500]
[New Objective: Corrupt Elder Feng - Unlock Full Bond for SSS-Rank Benefits]
The game was just beginning.