Chapter 5: You’re mine, Bai Ling(+18)
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October 15, 2019. Mid-morning sun filtered through the Heavenly Sun Sect's secluded grove, a hidden pocket of twisted pines and mossy stones tucked behind the inner courtyard's golden halls. The air hung still, thick with pine sap and the faint hum of residual qi from the System unveiling hours prior (Ch. 4), a golden echo fading into the earth. Jin Xiao stood beneath a gnarled tree, golden eyes glinting like blades, Core Formation peak qi pulsing through his lean frame. His black hair swayed in a faint breeze, a predator cornering his prey. "Bai Ling's breaking—her cunt's mine now," he thought, smirking icily. "First pawn falls—sect's next." The NTR System thrummed—"Target: Bai Ling. Resistance: 73%. Progress: Stage 1 nearing completion."—a cold tool primed for the kill.Bai Ling stumbled into the grove, her slender frame trembling in white robes now stained with sweat, full tits heaving beneath the fabric, curved hips swaying unsteadily. Her jade skin glistened pallid under the dappled light, raven hair unraveling from its thick braid, strands clinging to her flushed face—almond eyes dark and wild, pink lips parted in ragged breaths. "Fuck... where is he—fuck this heat!" she hissed, voice cracking, clutching the qi herb from the slums (Ch. 2) like a lifeline, its pulse erratic in her grip. "I'll kill him... fuck the System—I'll rise alone!" she thought, early Core Formation qi flickering chaotically, her ambition warring with the shameful lust Jin Xiao had stoked (Ch. 1–4)—nipples stiff, pussy slick despite her fury. "Fuck... why's it burning—damn him!"Jin Xiao stepped from the shadows, golden gaze piercing her, qi threading a subtle pulse—not teasing now, pressing her meridians with a warm, insistent hum, coiling around her core like a snare. "Your sect's a lie, Bai Ling—feel it snap," he purred, voice low and taunting, qi flaring—a faint breeze brushing her neck, then her thighs, a teasing precursor to the trap. She swung her dagger, "Fuck you—die!"—qi slashing a golden arc, splintering a pine branch, but he sidestepped, qi shield deflecting it with a sharp crack, sparks scattering into the moss. "Fuck... he's here—kill him!" she thought, breath hitching as the NTR System flared, stoking her pussy with a fierce, throbbing heat—"Resistance: 65%."He closed the gap, qi threading the jade bead (Ch. 2–4) from his sleeve—not pulsing now, pressing it against her chest, a warm hum sinking into her nipples, sharp and relentless. "Ambition's your chain—your mother's the lock," he whispered, voice a slow blade cutting through her resolve, qi spiking the bead's hum to graze her inner thighs—a hot pulse, not entering, breaking her guard. She gasped, "Fuck... no—stop—ahh!"—her body jerking, nipples stiffening to peaks, a squirt soaking her robe, pussy clenching as her knees buckled. "Fuck... my cunt—damn him!" she thought, shame flooding her, qi faltering as her dagger slipped, clattering to the stones."You're mine, Bai Ling—beg for it," he snarled, voice ice and fire, qi threading a final pulse—not touching her pussy, coiling around her clit with a teasing hum, pushing her to the edge. She sank fully, "Fuck... no—I'll kill... fuck me!"—her voice breaking, pride shattering as lust overwhelmed, pussy gushing slickness down her thighs, her hands clawing the dirt. "Fuck... I'm his... fuck, I want it!" she thought, resistance collapsing, the NTR System chiming—"Resistance: 10%. Target subdued. Stage 1 complete." Her moans echoed soft, "Fuck me... please..."—a slutty plea, her body trembling, jade skin flushed with surrender.Jin Xiao smirked, qi cloaking him as he stepped back, leaving her panting in the dirt. "First pawn's mine—her mother's next," he thought, the NTR System humming—"Qi gained: Minor boost. Core Formation peak stabilized." He turned, golden eyes glinting toward the sect halls—"Sun Wei stirs—time to cut deeper."Beyond the grove, Elder Bai Mei stood at a hall window, gold robe pristine, heavy tits steady beneath the fabric, Nascent Soul qi a golden flame flaring as she sensed a distant tremor—her daughter's collapse. "Ling... what's this filth?" she growled, voice steel, dark eyes narrowing. "That rogue—Sun Wei's fool—he dies," she thought, her widow's pride unshaken, qi pulsing as she turned to the Grand Hall.