Chapter 11: Flaws: Pride. Grief..(+18)
October 20, 2019. Dawn crept over the Heavenly Sun Sect's peak garden, a secluded terrace perched on the sect's highest ridge, its black stone paths winding through silver-leafed shrubs and qi-bloomed lotuses. The air shimmered with faint golden mist—residual ancestral qi seeping from the peak's core, a sacred haven where Bai Mei once walked with Bai Yun before his sacrifice thirty years ago. The faint hum of sect arrays pulsed beneath the earth, blending with the rustle of leaves and the distant roar of Yanhai's waves. Jin Xiao stood atop a jagged rock outcrop overlooking the garden, golden eyes glinting through the mist, Core Formation peak qi cloaking his lean frame in a subtle hum. His black hair swayed in the morning breeze, a predator poised above a cradle of memory. "Bai Mei's ghosts bloom here—her pride's a brittle flower," he thought, smirking icily. "Pluck it slow, flood her cunt." The NTR System pulsed—"Target: Bai Mei. Resistance: 79%. Progress: Stage 0 nearing Stage 1."—a cold tool primed to uproot her will.
Bai Mei stood amid the lotuses, gold robe loose over her statuesque frame, heavy tits shifting beneath the fabric as she knelt to touch a silver petal—its qi hum a faint echo of Bai Yun's presence thirty years past, when he'd planted it for her. Her Nascent Soul qi flickered—a golden flame dimmed by the shrine's weight (Ch. 10)—silver-streaked hair unbound, strands brushing her sharp, furious face, dark eyes burning with grief and resolve. "This fucking disgrace—Ling's ruin, Sun Wei's gall!" she growled, voice steel fraying, qi pulsing to steady the petal, its hum stirring memories of Bai Yun—his laugh here, his hands in the spring (Ch. 9), his screams in the forge (Ch. 8), his qi torn out by the elders in that blood ritual, her chained as his golden flame bled dry, widowhood forging her iron pride. "They fucked me here... stole him—damn them all!" she snarled inwardly, breath ragged, pussy tingling faintly from Jin Xiao's prior tease (Ch. 10), a heat she buried beneath rage and loss.
Elder Sun Wei emerged from a garden path, hawkish features sharp in the dawn light, lean frame taut in gold-threaded robes. His Nascent Soul qi simmered—a golden haze with a cold, ambitious edge—eyes glinting as he watched Bai Mei, hands clasped behind him. "Her past's a grave—Ling's a slut, she's fracturing," he muttered, voice oily with glee, a faint smirk curling his lips. "Jin Xiao's chaos—I'll wield it, crush her." He'd tightened enforcer patrols after the forge (Ch. 8), their whispers—Liu Kang's death, Chen Wei's corpse—stoking his plot, Bai Ling's fall (Ch. 5) his sharpest blade. "Her grief's my seed—time to sprout my rise," he thought, qi pulsing subtly, threading a faint golden probe toward her, stoking her turmoil.
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Jin Xiao's gaze locked on Bai Mei, golden eyes narrowing as he slipped closer—qi threading into the garden's qi-bloomed lotuses, a faint pulse tainting their golden hum with a dark dissonance, not breaking, just warping the rhythm to echo Bai Yun's lost laughter in the mist. "Your husband grew this, Elder—feel his fade," he thought, qi weaving a subtle strand—not forcing her meridians, brushing her damp neck with a warm hum laced with his absence's pang. The NTR System flared, probing deeper—"Flaws: Pride. Grief. Buried heat swelling."—a spark igniting her wounds. She stiffened, "Fuck... this hum—damn him!"—her voice a low growl, qi flaring gold as she spun, eyes darting through the mist, missing him. "Fuck... he's here—Bai Yun's laugh!" she thought, nipples stiffening faintly under her robe, a faint dampness blooming between her thighs, shame and memory tangling as her qi wavered—his laughter fading, his screams rising in her ears.
Sun Wei stepped closer, voice slicing through the hum. "Bai Yun planted this—Ling's filth chokes it, your line's weak," he taunted, qi pulsing to amplify his cut, threading loss into her rage. "Yield—I'll lead us strong." Bai Mei's qi erupted, "Fuck you, Sun Wei—my blood's iron!"—golden flame slashing air, splintering a shrub, sparks flying as her rage flared. "He dares... Bai Yun's gift—they'll burn!" she thought, fury drowning the heat Jin Xiao stoked, her pussy pulsing faintly, pride holding as memory surged—his hands on hers, his blood in the forge.
Jin Xiao grinned, qi threading the silver needle (Ch. 7–10)—not piercing, letting it pulse near her chest, a teasing hum brushing her heavy tits, stirring her senses deeper with Bai Yun's lost touch—then spiking it lower, grazing her inner thighs, not touching, a hot ripple echoing his laughter's fade. "Your pride's a garden, Bai Mei—Ling's mine, you'll beg," he whispered, voice a low taunt, qi carrying it through the lotuses' hum to her ears alone. She staggered, "Fuck... no—die!"—her voice cracking, qi slashing wild, cracking a stone path, but the heat pulsed, pussy throbbing harder, slickness trickling as her knees buckled. "Fuck... Bai Yun... why's it wet—damn him!" she thought, fury, grief, and a buried ache tangling, her Nascent Soul pride trembling as her qi dimmed—his laughter silenced, his screams deafening.
Elder Wei Lan burst from a garden arch, wiry frame taut in silver robes, late Core Formation qi a cool blue hum as she gripped a qi-forged blade—scarred face set, gray hair cropped short. "Sun Wei presses—Bai Mei wavers!" she barked, voice gravelly, eyes narrowing as she advanced, loyal to Bai Mei (Ch. 8–10). "Protect her—this rogue dies!" she thought, qi pulsing faintly, blade slashing Sun Wei's golden probe—a blue arc clashing gold, sparks flying—"Back off, schemer!"
Sun Wei's grin widened, "Grief chokes you—step down," he pressed, qi flaring gold to meet Wei Lan's strike. Jin Xiao's qi surged—Golden Core hints flickered, Bai Mei's fight and the clash feeding him. He slipped back to the outcrop, "Fourth cut deepens—ghosts weigh her," he thought, the NTR System humming—"Resistance: 76%." Bai Mei sank lower, panting, "Fuck... kill him... no, Bai Yun..."—her pride quaking, Wei Lan's blade clashing Sun Wei's qi as the garden's golden mist swallowed her echo.