The Frost Moon Pavilion stood quiet under the moonlight, its white jade walls glowing faintly with cold spiritual energy. This was Feng Lan's private training ground — a place where no one dared disturb the proud Ice Beauty.
Except tonight.
Liu Tian stood at the entrance, Crimson Fang strapped to his waist, his new Seduction Aura humming quietly beneath his skin. He had slipped past the outer guards using his improved Stage 6 cultivation and basic stealth techniques.
The heavy doors were slightly ajar.
Inside, Feng Lan stood in the center of the training hall, silver hair flowing like frozen silk. She wore tight white training robes that perfectly outlined her heavenly figure — full breasts, slender waist, and long, graceful legs. Sweat glistened on her pale skin as she practiced sword forms, each movement sharp and flawless.
She sensed him the moment he stepped inside.
Feng Lan spun around, her beautiful face twisting with fury and disdain.
"You!" Her voice was ice-cold. "Liu Tian, you worthless piece of trash. How dare you sneak into my private pavilion? Do you have a death wish?"
Liu Tian didn't flinch. He walked forward slowly, his presence calm and commanding. The Seduction Aura activated at medium strength, spreading outward like an invisible mist.
"I came to talk, Feng Lan," he said, voice low and steady. "About your arrogant little threat yesterday."
Feng Lan laughed mockingly, raising her chin high.
"Talk? With you? The clan waste who couldn't even reach the third layer for three years? You should be kneeling and begging for mercy after I humiliated you in front of everyone."
She took a step closer, intending to dominate him with her superior aura.
But the moment she entered the range of his Seduction Aura, her body betrayed her.
A sudden wave of heat bloomed deep in her lower belly. Her nipples stiffened instantly against the thin fabric of her robes. A shameful slickness began to form between her thighs. Her breathing hitched.
Feng Lan froze, eyes widening in shock and confusion.
"What… what is this?" she whispered, pressing her legs together instinctively.
Liu Tian smiled faintly and took another step forward, keeping the distance just right — close enough for the aura to affect her, but not close enough to touch.
"You look uncomfortable, Ice Beauty," he said softly. "Your cheeks are flushed. Your breathing is uneven. Are you perhaps… getting wet just from looking at me?"
Feng Lan's face turned crimson with rage and embarrassment.
"Shut your filthy mouth!" she snapped, but her voice trembled. She tried to circulate her qi to suppress the strange arousal, yet it only made the heat spread faster. Her pussy throbbed traitorously, juices slowly soaking her underwear.
The system's voice rang out with savage glee inside Liu Tian's head.
[Jackpot, Tiny! The arrogant Ice Beauty is finally feeling it. Her pride is sky-high, so the potential bonus is insane. If you manage to fuck her, especially her proud virgin ass, the multiplier could reach ×6 to ×8. That's enough points to skyrocket your cultivation in one night. Break this bitch and the Pleasure Domination System will reward you like a king.]
Liu Tian's eyes gleamed. He kept his hands behind his back, not touching her once, yet his aura continued pressing against her mind and body like a seductive whisper she couldn't escape.
"Tell me, Feng Lan," he continued calmly, "does your proud little pussy get this excited when Liu Feng looks at you? Or is it only when a 'worthless trash' stands in front of you?"
"Enough!" Feng Lan shouted, but she took an involuntary step backward, her thighs rubbing together. A soft, barely audible whimper escaped her lips as another pulse of unwanted pleasure shot through her core.
She was losing control — and she knew it.
Liu Tian took one final step closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.
"You humiliated me in front of the entire clan. You threatened me. Now look at yourself… getting aroused like a cheap whore just from my presence. How does it feel, Ice Princess? Knowing that the man you called trash can make your body betray you without even lifting a finger?"
Feng Lan's chest heaved. Her cold, arrogant eyes were now filled with a mix of fury, confusion, and something darker — reluctant attraction.
For the first time in her life, the untouchable Ice Beauty felt genuinely shaken.
A powerful surge of spiritual energy suddenly exploded within Liu Tian's meridians.
[Ding! Major Psychological Victory achieved!]
[Qi Refining Stage 6 → Qi Condensation Stage 1 → Qi Condensation Stage 4]
[Your foundation has solidified significantly. Combat strength increased dramatically.]
The breakthrough hit like sweet nectar. Liu Tian felt power flood his body — faster reflexes, denser qi, and a sharper mind. In one night, he had jumped from trash to a genuine mid-level cultivator.
The dopamine rush was overwhelming.
The system laughed wildly.
[Beautiful! First major mental face-slap on the Ice Beauty and you jumped straight to Stage 4. Keep pushing, Anal Tyrant. Her pride is cracking. One more good push and she'll be dripping on the floor.]
Feng Lan clutched her chest, trying desperately to regain her composure. She glared at Liu Tian with burning hatred, but her legs were trembling and her face was still flushed with unwanted heat.
"Get out…" she hissed, voice weaker than she intended. "Get out right now… or I swear I'll kill you."
Liu Tian turned to leave, but not before delivering one final blow.
"Think about me tonight when you're alone in bed, Feng Lan. Think about how your body reacted to a 'worthless' man like me."
He walked toward the exit, leaving the proud Ice Beauty standing there, breathing heavily, thighs pressed tightly together as her soaked pussy continued to throb against her will.
As the doors closed behind him, Feng Lan slowly slid down to her knees, one hand unconsciously pressing between her legs.
Her cold eyes were filled with shock, anger… and the very first spark of forbidden, reluctant desire.