The penthouse living room felt like a pressure cooker about to blow. Neon lights from the Phoenix skyline kept pulsing through the windows, throwing wild colors across the marble floor—blues clashing with pinks, reds bleeding into purples. But the real heat in the room wasn't from the city lights. It was coming from the three people staring each other down.
Lin Feng stood there completely naked, golden yang aura rolling off him in waves that made the air feel thick and electric. His divine rod was still half-hard from Yue Ling's earlier teasing, hanging heavy and impossible to ignore. He didn't bother covering up. Why would he? This was his domain now, and he was feeling every bit the king the system said he could be.
Yue Ling was planted right in front of him like a living ice wall. Frost qi swirled around her fingertips, creeping across the floor in thin, glittering veins. Her silver hair caught the neon glow, making it look like liquid starlight. The reformed red silk robe hugged her curves like it was painted on—short enough that every shift of her hips flashed toned thigh, neckline low enough to show the swell of her breasts. Her violet eyes were locked on Huo Mei with pure murder.
Huo Mei stood maybe ten feet away, flanked by her two bodyguards who looked ready to throw down but clearly waiting for her signal. Her wild red hair seemed to flicker like actual flames under the lights. Those emerald-green eyes were narrowed to slits, cheeks still flushed from whatever the yang aura was doing to her. The black power suit clung to her athletic frame—blazer stretched tight across her chest, pencil skirt slit high on one thigh. Her red heels made sharp little clicks every time she shifted her weight, like she was trying to decide whether to fight or flee.
No one spoke for a long second. The only sound was the low hum of the city's qi network vibrating through the building, still echoing from the massive energy spike Lin Feng and Yue Ling had caused earlier.
Finally, Huo Mei broke the silence, voice sharp as a blade. "You really think you can just stand there naked like some arrogant god and tell me to leave? This is Phoenix. My city. My sect has eyes on every major qi vein under these streets. That dual cultivation spike you two set off? It's got the entire Alliance buzzing. They're already asking questions."
Yue Ling's lips curled into a cold smile. "Then let them ask. This penthouse is Frost Pavilion territory. You crossed the line the second you forced your way past my barriers. Leave now, Huo Mei, or I'll make sure your precious Blazing Sun Sect loses its heiress tonight."
Huo Mei's flames flickered brighter around her fists. "Big words for an ice bitch who just got railed by some random newcomer. What, one good fuck and you think you're untouchable?"
Yue Ling's frost qi surged, the temperature in the room dropping ten degrees in an instant. "Watch your mouth. He's my husband. And he's more man than any of the weaklings you've ever let near you."
Lin Feng couldn't help but smirk. The tension was thick enough to cut, and his yang aura was making it worse. He could literally see Huo Mei's thighs pressing together, her breathing coming a little faster. The system pinged in his vision:
[Yang Aura Domination Effect: Huo Mei Lust Level – 62% (Climbing steadily)]
[Tsundere Resistance: Cracking. Seduction window widening.]
He decided to lean into it. Stepped forward casually, letting his aura wash over the room stronger. "Ladies, chill. No need to start throwing ice and fire around my new living room. Huo Mei, right? You came all this way because you felt it. That spike wasn't just some random qi surge. That was real power. And yeah, it came from me and Yue Ling going at it like the world was ending."
Huo Mei's eyes flicked down involuntarily—right to his cock—before snapping back up. Her face went even redder. "You… you're disgusting. Standing there like that, talking like you're some kind of king."
Lin Feng shrugged, muscles flexing under the neon. "King? Maybe. The system seems to think so. And from the way you're looking at me, you feel it too."
She scoffed, but it came out shaky. "I feel nothing except disgust."
Yue Ling laughed softly—cold, mocking. "Your body says otherwise. I can smell your arousal from here, fire slut."
Huo Mei's flames flared up violently. "Shut your mouth!"
One of the bodyguards took a step forward. "Young Miss, we should—"
"Quiet!" Huo Mei snapped. She took another step closer to Lin Feng, eyes locked on his. "You think you're special because you got some broken system? Plenty of rogue cultivators have tried to muscle into this city. They all end up broken or dead."
Lin Feng met her gaze without flinching. "I'm not most cultivators. And I'm not here to break anything… unless you ask nicely."
The words hung in the air. Huo Mei's breath hitched audibly. Lust level: 68%.
Yue Ling moved like lightning, stepping right up to Huo Mei, frost qi crackling between them. "Back off. He's mine."
Huo Mei didn't retreat. Instead, she leaned in slightly, voice dropping low. "Is he? Or is he just using you to get stronger? Because from where I'm standing, that yang aura of his is pulling at every woman in a mile radius. Including me. And I hate it."
Lin Feng's cock twitched visibly at her words. He didn't even try to hide it. "Then why are you still standing here?"
Huo Mei swallowed hard. Her flames dimmed just a fraction. "Because… I need to know what kind of threat you are."
Yue Ling's hand shot out, grabbing Huo Mei's wrist. Ice spread up her arm instantly, but Huo Mei's fire pushed back, steam hissing between them. The two women stood inches apart, glaring, bodies almost touching.
Lin Feng watched, heat pooling in his gut. The sight of them—ice queen and fire heiress, both radiating power and barely restrained desire—was fucking intoxicating.
He stepped between them slowly, putting a hand on each of their shoulders. "Enough. You're both too damn hot to be fighting like this."
The contact sent a jolt through both of them. Yue Ling shivered, pressing closer to him possessively. Huo Mei gasped softly, flames flickering out for a second.
The system pinged again:
[Opportunity Detected: Dual Tension Peak. Seduction of Huo Mei now at 82% effectiveness.]
[Warning: Physical confrontation imminent unless diffused.]
Lin Feng looked between them. "Tell you what. Huo Mei, you wanna know what kind of power I have? Stay. Watch. Feel it. No touching… yet. But if you leave now, you'll spend the rest of your life wondering what you missed."
Huo Mei's emerald eyes searched his face. Her breathing was ragged. "You're insane."
"Maybe. But you're still here."
She looked at Yue Ling, then back at him. Finally, she jerked her wrist free from Yue Ling's grip, flames dying down. "Fine. I'll stay. But only to see what kind of monster you really are."
Yue Ling smirked triumphantly. "Good choice. But remember—he's mine first."
Lin Feng grinned, pulling both women closer—one icy, one fiery. The contrast against his skin was electric.
The night was far from over.