The ivory walls of the chamber seemed to pulse with a humid, suffocating heat that shouldn't have been possible in the heart of the Jade Lotus Pavilion.
Linne was no longer fighting to kill. She was fighting to breathe.
Kaelen's hands were like iron brands against her wrists, pinning them into the drake furs. Every time she tried to summon her Frost Qi to blast him away, the
"Look at me, Linne," Kaelen commanded, his voice vibrating against her lips.
"I... will... kill you..." she gasped, but the words lacked their edge. Her head thrashed from side to side, her silver hair fanning out like a spiderweb across the dark furs.
She was a Peak-Stage Frost Cultivator. She had lived for four centuries, looking down on men as nothing more than livestock. To be pinned by a "Spirit Furnace"—to feel her own power being siphoned away by a man—was a humiliation worse than death.
And yet, as his [Solar Marrow] pushed back against her core, the stagnant, frozen block in her soul finally cracked. The pain of the breakthrough was eclipsed by a sudden, violent rush of pleasure that made her back arch and her toes curl into the furs.
"The frost is melting," Kaelen whispered, his silver eyes glowing with a predatory light. "And you're finally feeling what it's like to be alive."
Linne's resistance snapped like a frozen branch.
With a jagged, desperate sob, the tension left her body. Her hands, finally freed from his grip, didn't strike. Instead, they clawed at his shoulders, pulling him down, her nails drawing blood as she sought to get closer to the heat that was rewriting her existence.
[Target's Will: 0%] [Condition Met: Absolute Surrender.] [Initiating:
The impact was a spiritual explosion. Linne's eyes flew wide, her pupils dilating until the icy blue was swallowed by a shimmering, molten gold. A massive surge of concentrated Yang energy flooded into her, seeking out the very center of her womb and her cultivation core simultaneously.
She let out a high, thin cry that was silenced by his mouth. The "Divine Seed" took root, fusing with her soul. The mark of the System burned into her essence, turning her 400 years of matriarchal pride into a single, unbreakable tether of loyalty to the man above her.
[Harvest Complete!] [Host Cultivation: Rank 0 ➔ Rank 8 (Mortal Peak)] [Target 'Elder Linne' Status: Impregnated / Bound Slave-Concubine] [System Points Earned: 2,000]
Minutes later, the room was silent. Linne lay limp, her ruined silks soaked with sweat and the evidence of her surrender. She looked up at Kaelen, her gaze no longer sharp or cold. It was hazy, adoring, and utterly broken.
She reached up, her trembling fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "Master..." she whispered, the word sounding like a prayer. "I... I was so cold. Thank you for burning me."
Kaelen looked down at his first conquest, his smirk widening. The Ice Queen had melted, and in her place was the foundation of his new empire.
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