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Chapter 7: The Ice Lotus Widow
Zhou Intercontinental Holdings—an empire built on tech, trade, and ruthless efficiency. At its heart stood Elena Zhou, the enigmatic CEO known as the "Ice Lotus Widow." She had risen to prominence after her husband's mysterious death, turning a mid-tier conglomerate into one of Earth's most spiritually integrated corporations.
But beneath the corporate sheen lay power—pure, refined, dangerous.
Tian Mo had seen it through the Mirror Shard: silver-blue spiritual threads coiled around her soul, an Earth-grade Ice Lotus Constitution, dormant yet potent, suppressed by trauma and isolation. She had the potential to accelerate cultivation, refine Yin energies to their purest, and serve as the perfect vessel for Chaos Dual Cultivation.
And she was untouched.
Untamed.
For now.
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Operation Ice Bloom Begins
Within a luxury sky lounge in downtown Shanghai, Anna descended from a private shuttle dressed in an evening gown that dripped elegance and lust. Her mission: infiltrate Elena's inner circle through a fashion-charity merger event hosted under the guise of "spiritual wellness outreach."
"Remember," Tian Mo's voice echoed through the talisman embedded in her earring, "her pride is a fortress. You must let her open the gate herself."
Anna smiled. "I'll make her beg to kneel."
Inside, Elena sat surrounded by diplomats, cultivator tycoons, and spiritually aware celebrities. Her aura was subtle yet regal—an emotional glacier frozen in time. Her long silver hair framed a porcelain face, untouched by age or passion.
But Anna knew how to melt ice.
She began by befriending Elena's secretary, then charmed her lead assistant, and by the third hour, Anna had an invitation to Elena's private suite—for "a proposal."
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The First Crack
Elena studied Anna from behind a crystalline desk. "You're the fashion executive from Radiant Sins, yes? Your company exploded overnight."
Anna crossed her legs, just enough to flash the enchantment rune etched into her thigh. "That's because we offer more than clothes. We offer identity. Power. Seduction. And for women like you, Elena… we offer release."
Elena's eyes narrowed, but the way her lips twitched said more. "I don't do release."
"You don't," Anna whispered, stepping closer, "but you want to."
A flash of Chaos Qi pulsed from Anna's palm, releasing the scent of spiritual intoxication—a perfume engineered by Tian Mo himself, laced with an aura disruptor.
Elena inhaled—and for just a second, her pupils dilated.
The crack had begun.
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Training the Seductresses
Back at the manor, Yin Hua presided over the newly expanded training wing, where a dozen beautiful women knelt in formation. Some were rescued cultivators, others were defeated enemies turned loyal, and a few were born into elite mortal families. All now served Tian Mo's cause.
"You are not concubines," Yin Hua instructed, voice sharp. "You are agents of seduction. Spies. Mothers of his future. You will cultivate the Heavenly Slave Sutra, master three seduction arts, and bind your cores to Lord Tian's will."
Moans echoed from private chambers where dual cultivation trials were taking place. New initiates were paired with senior disciples under supervision, guided through the sensual pathways of Yin-Yang refinement.
Their beauty was more than skin deep—it was a weapon.
And Tian Mo was forging an army of living blades.
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Elena Dreams
That night, Elena tossed in her bed. Dreams plagued her—visions of fire and ice, of chains made from silk, of a voice whispering promises she dared not believe.
She woke drenched in sweat, spiritual Qi spiraling out of control.
Anna's perfume lingered.
The walls of her pride began to melt.
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Tian Mo's Advancement
In his subterranean sanctum, Tian Mo sat cross-legged beneath a suspended chaos crystal. His core trembled violently—his cultivation had stabilized at Peak Nascent Soul, and now, he prepared for the leap into the Spirit Severing Realm.
He had already absorbed three minor sects, refined over ten elite cultivators, and conducted rituals under three different full moons. Still, the bottleneck remained fierce.
"I need something more…" he growled.
He gazed at the Mirror Shard again. A thread glowed gold, tied to Elena Zhou.
She was the key.
Her Ice Lotus Yin energy could temper his Chaos Qi, allowing him to break into Spirit Severing without explosion or madness.
He grinned.
"This winter flower is mine."
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