Chapter 6: Suppressed heat (+18)
ctober 15, 2019. Late afternoon sun slanted through the Heavenly Sun Sect's elder sanctum, a high chamber perched atop the sect's tallest hall, its goldstone walls gleaming with etched sun runes. Narrow windows framed the cliffs beyond Yanhai, casting sharp beams across a long jade table flanked by high-backed chairs—one for each elder, most empty now. The air thrummed with dense qi, thick with the scent of aged parchment and the faint tang of molten metal from a nearby forge array—a relic of the sect's crafting past. Jin Xiao slipped into the sanctum's shadowed alcove, golden eyes glinting behind a cracked pillar, Core Formation peak qi cloaking his lean frame in a subtle hum. His black hair hung loose, a predator stepping into the sect's beating heart. "Bai Mei's next—her pride's my blade," he thought, smirking icily. "Ling's broken—time to crack the core." The NTR System pulsed—"Target: Bai Mei. Resistance: 100%. Progress: Stage 0."—a cold tool primed for a new hunt.
Elder Bai Mei stood at the table's head, gold robe pristine, heavy tits steady beneath the fabric, Nascent Soul qi a golden flame coiling around her statuesque frame. Her silver-streaked bun gleamed, sharp face stern with authority, dark eyes burning as she slammed a fist on the jade, cracking its edge. "This fucking rogue—my daughter's shame!" she roared, voice steel and thunder, qi flaring to rattle the chamber's walls. "I'll kill him... Sun Wei's foolery ends here!" she thought, fury stoked by Bai Ling's collapse in the grove (Ch. 5)—her moans echoing through qi senses, a wound to her widow's pride. Her husband's death gnawed her—sacrificed by these elders decades ago, his qi torn out as she stood powerless, forging her iron will. "They fucked me then... he won't fuck me now—crush him!" she snarled inwardly, breath steady, pussy untouched yet by Jin Xiao's wiles.
Elder Sun Wei sat across, hawkish features sharp in the slanting light, lean frame taut in gold-threaded robes. His Nascent Soul qi simmered—a golden haze with a faint, ambitious edge—eyes glinting as he leaned forward, hands steepled. "Bai Mei's cracking—her girl's a slut now," he said, voice oily with glee, a faint smirk curling his lips. "This rogue—Jin Xiao—is our tool. Harness him, purge her." He'd tracked the chaos—Liu Kang's death (Ch. 9, prior timeline implied), Chen Wei's corpse (Ch. 13, prior whispers), Bai Ling's fall (Ch. 5)—a storm he'd ride to power. "Her ruin's my throne—time to strike," he thought, qi pulsing subtly, testing Bai Mei's resolve.
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Jin Xiao's gaze locked on Bai Mei, golden eyes narrowing as he slipped closer—qi threading through the sanctum's forge array, a faint pulse tainting its golden hum with a dark dissonance, not breaking it, just stirring unease. "Your daughter's mine, Elder—feel her echo," he thought, qi weaving a subtle thread—not forcing her meridians yet, brushing the air near her neck with a warm hum, a phantom tease. The NTR System flared, probing her—"Flaws: Pride. Duty. Suppressed heat."—a slow spark igniting. She stiffened, "Fuck... what's this chill?"—her voice a low growl, qi flaring gold as she spun, eyes darting to the shadows, missing him. "Fuck... he's here—damn this air!" she thought, a faint tingle brushing her neck, nipples twitching beneath her robe, a whisper of heat she couldn't place.
Sun Wei smirked, leaning back. "Ling's fall proves it—your line's weak, Bai Mei," he taunted, voice cutting through the sanctum's hum, qi pulsing to amplify his jab. "Step aside—let me lead." Bai Mei's fist slammed again, "Fuck you, Sun Wei—my blood's iron!"—qi exploding in a golden arc, cracking the table further, runes sparking as her rage flared. "He dares... I'll crush them both!" she thought, fury drowning the faint heat Jin Xiao stoked, her pussy still dry but her resolve trembling.
Jin Xiao stepped from the alcove, qi threading the jade bead (Ch. 2–5)—not pressing it yet, letting it pulse faintly near her chest, a teasing hum brushing her heavy tits, not touching. "Your sect's a lie, Bai Mei—your daughter knows," he whispered, voice low and taunting, qi carrying it to her ears alone through the sanctum's din. She whirled, "Fuck you—show yourself!"—qi slashing a golden arc toward the sound, splintering a chair, missing him as he dodged, qi shield deflecting it with a soft crack, sparks fading into the goldstone. "Fuck... my chest—stop this!" she thought, nipples stiffening faintly, a faint dampness blooming between her thighs, shame flickering as her qi wavered.
"Pride's your chain—Ling's just the start," he purred, qi spiking the bead's hum—a warm pulse grazing her lower back, not pressing, stirring her senses subtly. She staggered, "Fuck... no—I'll kill you!"—her voice cracking, qi slashing wild, cracking a pillar, but the heat pulsed, pussy tingling faintly, slickness trickling as her knees trembled. "Fuck... why's it warm—damn him!" she thought, fury and a buried ache tangling, her Nascent Soul pride holding as her resolve frayed.
Jin Xiao smirked, qi cloaking him as he slipped back to the shadows. "First cut's hers—cracks seed," he thought, the NTR System humming—"Resistance: 95%." Bai Mei sank to one knee, panting, "Fuck... where—he dies!"—her pride trembling, Sun Wei's grin widening as the sanctum's golden light swallowed her echo.