Xiao Yan remained oblivious to the impending chaos. At the moment, his entire focus was immersed in the Spirit Array inheritance left behind by the Heavenly Array Elder. Though he had already ascended to the realm of a Mid-grade Spiritual-grade Heavenly Sovereign, his array mastery was still lagging behind—barely reaching the level of a Grandmaster, comparable only to a Lesser Earth Sovereign in technical scope. Such disparity left a faint discord in his cultivation.
Fortunately, the inheritance of the Heavenly Array Elder was incredibly profound. That man had once been a Saint-level Grandmaster himself, and the notes he left behind were like golden keys to greater mysteries. With Xiao Yan's current strength, the veil over the higher realms of Spirit Arrays finally began to lift, allowing him access to insights he'd previously only glimpsed from a distance.
But this swift rise came with its own burdens. Xiao Yan's other auxiliary disciplines—alchemy, forging, Spirit Arrays—were all still at the Grandmaster level. Only his Battle Array expertise had kept pace, thanks to his vast spiritual energy. Yet, without an elite army to deploy those skills through, even that strength remained dormant.
And so, in his brief return to the Dou Qi Continent, Xiao Yan not only sought to stabilize his skyrocketing cultivation but also aimed to bring his other skills up to par. It was a slow and meticulous process—one that required patience, not brute force.
As he studied an ancient scroll filled with spiritual runes, the door creaked open behind him.
"Disciple Youquan, here to greet Master," came a gentle voice, soft as silk.
Xiao Yan didn't look up. "Enter."
But when he finally did glance toward the door, his expression froze. A trace of disbelief flickered in his eyes. "...Xiao Yu?"
Standing there with a calm, yet playfully dangerous smile, was Ye Lingyu—the disciple he had once guided, then purposefully left behind to awaken her ambition. Her presence struck a chord in him, one that had long since been tucked away.
"We finally meet again, Master," she said, stepping into the room with deliberate grace.
"You..." Xiao Yan's voice trailed. "You've grown stronger."
She tilted her head. "And you've grown colder."
"I did what I had to. I don't regret it," he said evenly. "Nor will I apologize."
"That's just like you," she sighed, though her eyes shimmered with something more than disappointment—something volatile. "But have you ever wondered what it feels like when your coldness becomes someone else's obsession?"
Before he could speak, Ye Lingyu's hands moved. With practiced ease, she undid the sash around her waist. Her robe slipped free, revealing a body that had long since matured into dangerous temptation. Smooth curves. Flawless skin. Every movement teased with the elegance of a predator playing with its prey.
Xiao Yan's eyes widened. He turned sharply away. "Put your clothes back on. Now."
"You won't even look at me?" she whispered. She stepped closer, the soft swish of silk brushing against the floor. Her arms came around his neck, pulling herself against him until their bodies nearly touched. "I've always admired your control. But what if I want to see how long it lasts?"
"You're my disciple," he said sharply. "This isn't—"
"Exactly," she murmured, brushing her lips near his ear. "That was your mistake. I'm not the kind of girl who obeys."
His body tensed. His strength could easily push her away, yet the sheer power disparity made him hesitate. A single wrong pulse of energy could shatter her body like glass. And worse, his cultivation still ran hot, unstable from his recent breakthrough—he couldn't trust himself not to slip.
Then, just as he struggled with her forwardness, another soft body pressed against his back.
Arms, warm and hesitant, slid around his waist.
A familiar voice—gentle, conflicted—whispered behind him, "Master..."
Xiao Yan stiffened. "Lin Jing?! What do you think you're doing?!"
The girl pressed her cheek against his back. "I'm sorry... I just wanted to be bold—just this once."
Ye Lingyu chuckled darkly, her eyes gleaming. "See, Master? It's not just me. Even your good little disciple harbors a secret fire."
"You two..." Xiao Yan's mind reeled. He could scarcely believe the scene unraveling before him—one disciple brazen and daring, the other shy and trembling, yet equally determined.
"This is insane!" he shouted. "Let me go—now!"
"No," Ye Lingyu whispered, her fingers tracing along the edge of his robe. "Tonight, we are not disciples. We are women who desire the man who once lit a fire in our hearts."
She tugged at the knot at his collar. Lin Jing's fingers gripped tighter at his waist, her voice shaking. "Let us stay by your side... just for tonight."
He tried to resist. He should have resisted.
But the fire inside him roared with maddening intensity. Their breath against his skin. Their devotion, however misguided. It tore at his restraint like a tidal wave.
"Master..." Ye Lingyu leaned in, lips grazing his chest. "Let us repay you... with all the passion we've never dared express."
The heat of the moment grew unbearable. His room, once silent and composed, now pulsed with a pressure thick enough to drown in. His heartbeat thundered against his ribs.
Just before the moment tipped into chaos, Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and growled, "Enough!"
His spiritual energy surged outward in a powerful but controlled burst, forcing both women back gently but firmly. The warmth disappeared. The tension shattered like glass.
Both disciples blinked, stunned.
Xiao Yan's expression was cold, but not furious—just deeply disappointed.
"You don't understand the consequences of what you're doing," he said quietly. "Go back. Reflect on yourselves. And don't come near me like this again."
Ye Lingyu's eyes glinted with mischief even as she sighed. "You win—for now."
Lin Jing lowered her head, cheeks burning red, but she didn't argue.
As they turned to leave, Xiao Yan finally exhaled, long and slow. The fire within still blazed, but his discipline held—barely.
Once the door shut, he whispered to himself, "I really am a failure as a teacher..."
(End of Chapter)
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