Lucien stretched lazily under the blood-red sky, still basking in the afterglow of his first Yin Harvest.
The grass beneath him shimmered faintly with residual energy. His body felt lighter. Sharper. The kind of strength that didn't just come from training — but from something far more intimate.
He glanced over at the silver-haired girl, now peacefully asleep beside him, her lips still slightly parted, a faint glow radiating from her chest where the Soulbind mark pulsed softly.
> [Yin Energy Fully Integrated]
[Stats Updated: Strength +1 | Charm +2 | Libido - Unlimited]
[Partner Bond Established – Maiden of Moonveil]
> [Next Objective: Enter the Crimson Sect]
[Method: Any means necessary. Preferably seductive.]
Lucien rose to his feet and brushed off the glowing red grass. The forest whispered around him—magical, alive, and dangerous.
He smirked.
"My kind of place."
Two Hours Later – Crimson Sect Outer Gates
Massive crimson stone gates loomed ahead, guarded by two disciples clad in red and black robes. The symbol on their chest—a blooming lotus wrapped in chains—glowed faintly under the light of the twin moons.
As Lucien approached, their eyes narrowed.
"State your name and purpose," the left guard said, his tone clipped.
Lucien's smirk widened.
"Lucien Blackthorn. I'm here to cultivate. And I heard the Crimson Sect favors... unconventional methods."
The guards exchanged a glance.
The right one raised a brow. "You're not from any affiliated clan. And you're... not exactly dressed like a disciple."
Lucien looked down at his bare chest and smirked. "Didn't get the memo. But I learn fast."
> [Quest Triggered: Charm Your Way Into the Crimson Sect]
[Optional Objective: Seduce a Disciplinary Elder]
[Reward: Skill Unlock – Pleasure Chains (Level 1)]
A soft voice echoed from behind the gates.
"Let him in."
The doors creaked open.
From within the mist stepped a woman—no, a goddess in crimson silk.
She had long, obsidian hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, golden irises that burned like fire, and a figure sculpted like a weapon. Her robe clung to her body like it was sin stitched into fabric.
She looked Lucien over, her gaze unapologetically lingering. "We haven't had a new applicant in weeks. Especially one with that kind of... confidence."
Lucien tilted his head. "What can I say? I like my odds."
> [New Yin Source Detected – Disciplinary Elder Liliane]
[Purity: Low | Experience: High | Risk: Medium]
> [System Suggestion: Proceed with calculated flirtation. High chance of advancement through seduction.]
Liliane circled him like a predator sizing up prey. Her voice was silk wrapped around steel. "The Crimson Sect doesn't just accept anyone. Our cultivation path is unique. It requires endurance... discipline... and deep, intimate understanding of Yin and Yang balance."
Lucien's smile grew. "Endurance and intimacy? You're speaking my language."
She stopped in front of him, eyes locked to his. "Then prove it."
She raised a hand—and in a blink, they vanished.
Inner Sanctum – Crimson Chamber
Lucien found himself standing in a wide circular room glowing with pink-red energy. Floating candles, silken drapes, and enchanted incense filled the space. The walls pulsed with a heartbeat-like rhythm.
Liliane stepped closer, shedding her outer robe, revealing tight training silks beneath that hugged her body like second skin.
> [Challenge Activated: Dual-Cultivation Test]
[Win Condition: Please the Elder beyond her resistance threshold.]
[Reward: Sect Entry + Skill Unlock]
[Failure: Memory wipe + spiritual backlash]
Lucien raised an eyebrow. "So this is your entrance exam?"
She smiled. "Impress me, and you're in."
Lucien's system buzzed in his head. He could feel her Yin energy—hot, confident, but wrapped in layers of restraint. She wasn't like the innocent forest girl.
This one?
She was fire waiting to be unleashed.
He stepped into her space, fingers brushing her jawline.
"Then let me show you what kind of cultivator I am."
[18+ Scene Begins Below]
Their lips collided—this time not with softness, but force. Hunger. Testing. Her tongue dueled his, her hands moving to his back, nails grazing skin.
He lifted her effortlessly, pressing her against the glowing chamber wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he leaned in, kissing down her neck, his fingers already mapping the lines of her body with precision.
> [Skill Activated: Aphrodisiac Touch – Level 1]
[Target Sensitivity: Increasing...]
Liliane gasped, her body twitching under his touch. Her back arched as his hands explored her, unlocking muscle by muscle like a puzzle built to be solved with pleasure.
She fought back—hips grinding, hands pulling his hair, teeth grazing his lips.
But Lucien was built for this.
He whispered in her ear, voice low and rough. "You can pretend all you want... but your body already chose me."
He entered her slowly—eyes locked to hers, not letting her look away. Each thrust drew a gasp, a moan, a soft curse.
Her energy flared, pressing back against his, creating a perfect storm of lust and cultivation force.
> [Yin Absorption: 44%...]
[Combat-Sex Mode Engaged: Dual Flow Synchronization Achieved]
She came once. Then twice. By the third, she was clawing at him, shaking, gasping his name like it was salvation and damnation rolled into one.
Lucien growled as he released inside her, energy pouring through their connection like a flood breaking a dam.
> [Yin Harvest Complete]
[Level Up: Strength +1 | Sensual Control +1]
[Skill Unlocked: Pleasure Chains – Level 1]
[Sect Entry Approved: Crimson Tier Initiate]
She slumped against him, glowing faintly, sweat beading along her neck. "You... bastard..."
Lucien chuckled, holding her firmly. "You sound like you enjoyed it."
She bit her lip, eyes half-lidded. "You're trouble."
He pulled her close again. "The kind you invite back."
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To Be Continued...
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Next Chapter: The Harem Begins — Twin Disciples of Desire [18+]
Two sisters. One test. A double Yin cultivation trial that could either elevate Lucien... or tear his soul apart.