Harem Master: Seduction System

Chapter 360: Feng Xiao Appears

The Cloud Mist Mountain Range was a place where the earth touched the sky, shrouded in a perpetual, suffocating blanket of white fog that tasted of ice and ancient spiritual pressure. The ambient Qi here was thick, wet, and biting cold, a paradise for Ice and Water attribute cultivators, but a damp, miserable hell for anyone else.

Alaric stood on a jagged precipice, his black robes whipping in the freezing wind, looking out over the endless sea of white mist. Beside him stood Lin Ruoli, shivering despite her cultivation, and Ya Su, who was wrapped in a thick fur cloak that did little to hide the terror in her eyes.

They had been searching for seven days. Seven days of combing through freezing ravines, scaling icy peaks, and scanning every vibration in the spiritual atmosphere. And they had found nothing.

”She is here,” Ya Su insisted, her voice trembling slightly as she pointed towards a cluster of peaks that looked like dragon’s teeth piercing the clouds. ”The Frozen Cloud Asgard has a secret technique, the ’Frozen Heaven Stealth Art.’ It allows a cultivator to merge their aura completely with the surrounding Ice Qi. It is the ultimate concealment for someone in seclusion, especially if they are injured or breaking through. But it requires a location with extreme Ice Elemental density. This mountain range... it is the only place in the Northern Prefecture that fits.”

Alaric looked at her, his ruby eyes gleaming with a mix of annoyance and lust. ”So, you’re telling me she’s invisible. And we’re just wandering around freezing our balls off hoping to trip over her?”

”It is... likely she has sealed herself in a cave or a fissure,” Ya Su explained, avoiding his gaze. ”To find her, we must find the anomaly in the Qi flow. A spot where the ice is... too cold.”

Alaric scoffed. ”Boring.”

He turned away from the vista and looked at Ya Su. The cold wind had flushed her cheeks a delicate pink, and the fur cloak was pulled tight across her chest, accentuating the massive swell of her breasts. Even in this desolate, freezing wasteland, she radiated a ripe, seductive heat that irritated him as much as it aroused him.

”You know, Ya Su,” Alaric said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous growl. ”I think I know why we haven’t found her yet.”

”M-Master?” Ya Su took a step back, sensing the shift in the air. ”Is... is my information wrong?”

”No,” Alaric said, stalking towards her. ”It’s you. It’s those tits.”

He grabbed the front of her fur cloak and yanked it open. Underneath, she was wearing the ”uniform” he had modified for her—the torn purple dress that was now a scandalous bikini, barely containing her voluptuous curves. Her midriff was bare to the freezing air, her belly button exposed, her massive breasts spilling out of the tight top.

”They’re too distracting,” Alaric accused her, his hands instantly finding the warm, soft flesh of her waist. ”Every time I try to focus on sensing Qi, I see these massive things bouncing around. You’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you? You’re swaying that big ass of yours to keep me from finding Yun Lan.”

”No!” Ya Su gasped, the cold air hitting her exposed skin making her nipples harden instantly against the silk. ”I... I am just walking! I want to find her so you will release me!”

”Liar,” Alaric growled. He pushed her backwards.

They were near the mouth of a shallow ice cave, a small shelter from the wind. He shoved her inside, into the shadows. ”You’re trying to seduce me. You’re a succubus, Ya Su. A bad, distracting slut who needs to be punished so I can think clearly.”

”Please... not here...” she begged, looking around at the icy walls. ”It’s freezing...”

”I’ll warm you up,” Alaric promised.

He flicked his wrist, and a barrier of golden runes sprang up across the cave mouth, sealing them in and blocking out the wind and sound. The cave was instantly silent, save for their breathing.

Alaric didn’t wait. He didn’t romance her. He treated her exactly like the distraction he claimed she was. He grabbed her hips, spun her around, and slammed her chest against the icy wall of the cave.

”Bend over,” he commanded.

Ya Su sobbed, but her body obeyed. She bent at the waist, sticking her magnificent, heart-shaped ass out. The torn skirt did nothing to hide her; she wasn’t wearing panties. She hadn’t worn them in days.

Alaric unbuckled his trousers, freeing his massive, throbbing cock. He didn’t prepare her. She was already wet—whether from fear, the cold, or the conditioning he’d put her through, it didn’t matter.

He slammed into her.

”AAAAH!” Ya Su screamed, her voice echoing in the small cave. The shock of his entry, combined with the cold stone against her nipples, was overwhelming.

”That’s it,” Alaric grunted, pounding into her with ruthless, animalistic force. ”Take it. Take the punishment for being such a distracting whore.”

He reached around and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them punishingly hard, his fingers digging into the soft meat. He pinched her nipples, twisting them until she cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

”Is this what you wanted?” he growled in her ear, biting her neck. ”To get fucked in a cave like a wild animal? Is this better than Feng Xiao? Does he fuck you in ice caves?”

”No... no...” she sobbed, her hips involuntarily grinding back against him, her inner muscles clamping down on his shaft.

”Liar! Your pussy is eating me alive!” Alaric roared. ”You love it! You love being used!”

He fucked her for hours. The sun went down outside, plunging the mountain range into darkness, but inside the cave, the fire of their coupling raged on. He turned her around, lifting her up and impaling her against the wall, her legs wrapped around his waist. He made her look at him, made her say his name, made her beg for his seed.

”Please... Master... fill me...” she moaned, her eyes rolling back, her mind shattered by the relentless pleasure.

He didn’t stop with her. Lin Ruoli, who had been watching with wide, hungry eyes, was pulled into the fray.

”You too, Ruoli,” Alaric panted, grabbing the Guildmaster by the hair. ”Don’t think you get to just watch. Get on your knees.”

He made Lin Ruoli suck him off while he fingered Ya Su. He fucked Lin Ruoli on the cold floor while Ya Su sat on his face. He used them both, draining his lust, marking the cave with his scent and his seed.

He climaxed over and over, filling Ya Su’s womb, coating her breasts, marking her face. By the time he was done, the ”Golden Vixen” was a trembling, boneless mess, curled up on the furs, covered in sweat and cum, utterly broken and utterly satisfied.

Seven days passed like this. Search by day, ruthless, degrading ”punishment” by night.

On the morning of the seventh day, Lin Ruoli approached Alaric. She held a communication talisman that was glowing faintly.

”Master,” she said, her voice respectful but urgent. ”A transmission from one of the Jade Serpent scouts. They have spotted movement.”

Alaric looked up from where he was eating a spirit fruit, Ya Su kneeling beside him to peel it. ”Yun Lan?”

”No, Master,” Lin Ruoli said. ”It is... Feng Xiao.”

Alaric froze. A slow, wicked grin spread across his face.

”Where?”

”Near the Dragon Carp Falls,” Lin Ruoli reported. ”It is a dangerous zone in the lower valleys, inhabited by aquatic spirit beasts. He was seen heading towards the waterfall.”

Alaric stood up, his mind racing.

’Why is the protagonist here?’ he thought, analyzing the situation with the detached precision of a gamer reading a walkthrough. ’Is he looking for his old flame? No... if he knew where Yun Lan was, he would have found her already. This is a separate plotline. A fortuitous encounter.’

He realized the truth instantly. In these stories, the protagonist’s luck was a compass. If you wanted to find the hidden treasure, the secret realm, or the damsel in distress, you didn’t look for them directly. You just followed the hero. Feng Xiao’s luck would lead him exactly where he needed to go, even by accident.

”He’s the key,” Alaric murmured. ”Following Feng Xiao is the shortcut to finding Yun Lan.”

He turned to look at Ya Su. The auctioneer had gone pale at the mention of Feng Xiao’s name. Her hands were trembling.

”You hear that, Ya Su?” Alaric purred, walking over to her. ”Your boyfriend is here. He’s come to the same mountain range. Isn’t that romantic?”

”Feng Xiao...” she whispered, a flicker of hope igniting in her eyes. ”He is here?”

”Yes,” Alaric said, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at him. ”And you are going to go say hello.”

”What?” she gasped.

”Go to him,” Alaric commanded. ”Be the affectionate older sister. Be the ’Golden Vixen.’ Find out why he is here. Ask him what he is looking for. And if he knows where Yun Lan is... extract that information.”

”You... you want me to spy on him?” Ya Su asked, horror dawning on her face. ”I cannot! I cannot betray him to his face!”

”You already have,” Alaric reminded her cruelly, his hand drifting down to cup her breast. ”You’ve been moaning my name for a week. You’re full of my cum right now. You betrayed him the moment you enjoyed it.”

”No...”

”Listen to me,” Alaric said, his eyes glowing with a menacing light. He pressed his hand against her lower belly, right over her womb. ”Do not think you can warn him. Do not think you can signal him. I have placed a new seal on you.”

He channeled a pulse of mana into her, causing the slave mark he had placed on her womb to flare with cold heat.

”The Yin-Yang Severing Curse,” he lied smoothly, giving the slave mark a terrifying name. ”It is tied to your intent. If you try to tell him about me... if you try to write it down... if you even think about warning him... your throat will close. Your lungs will turn to stone. And your heart will stop.”

Ya Su shuddered, believing him instantly. Alaric’s power was beyond her comprehension; she had no reason to doubt his cruelty.

Alaric leaned closer, his lips brushing her ear, whispering the cruelest part of the lie.

”But that’s not the worst part,” he hissed. ”If you let him touch you... if you let him hug you, or kiss you, or try to fuck you... the seal will react to his Yang Qi.”

”React?” she whispered, terrified.

”It will act as a virulent poison,” Alaric said. ”It will transfer from you to him. It will rot his meridians from the inside out. He will lose his cultivation. He will go from a ’Flame King’ to a crippled, screaming mortal in seconds. He will die in agony, and it will be your fault.”

Ya Su’s eyes went wide, the pupils dilating in sheer terror. The threat to her own life was nothing compared to the threat to Feng Xiao.

”Do you want that for your beloved hero?” Alaric asked. ”Do you want to be the poison that kills him?”

”No...” she whispered, tears spilling over. ”No... I won’t let him... I won’t let him touch me...”

”Good,” Alaric smirked, patting her cheek. ”You protect him from yourself. Keep your distance. Be cold. Be... professional. Now go. Play your part.”

He watched as she composed herself, wiping her tears, pulling a fresh, elegant red dress from her storage ring—one that covered her up, hiding the marks he had left. She put on her makeup, masking the exhaustion and the brokenness, rebuilding the persona of the Golden Vixen.

”Go,” Alaric ordered.

Ya Su took a deep breath, summoned her flying sword, and shot off towards the Dragon Carp Falls.

Alaric turned to Lin Ruoli and Lilliana. ”We follow. But keep your distance. Stealth arrays up.”

The Dragon Carp Falls was a thunderous curtain of white water crashing down from a high cliff into a massive, deep lake below. The air was filled with mist and the roar of the water.

When Ya Su arrived, the battle was already raging.

Feng Xiao was there. And he looked... magnificent.

He was fighting a pack of Iron-Scaled Crocodiles—Peak Beast Lords, monsters with hides harder than steel and the ability to shoot pressurized water cannons from their mouths. There were at least forty of them, swarming the banks, their massive jaws snapping.

But Feng Xiao was a blur of motion. He wielded a heavy black heavy sword wrapped in blue flames—the Blue Lotus Flame.

”Lotus Explosion!” Feng Xiao roared, swinging his sword. A wave of blue fire erupted, taking the shape of blooming lotuses. When they touched the water, they didn’t extinguish; they exploded, boiling the lake and blasting the crocodiles backward.

The crocodiles roared in unison, their bloodline ability activating. ”Iron Wall Formation!” Their scales glowed with a metallic sheen, linking their Qi together to form a massive defensive barrier.

Feng Xiao didn’t retreat. He laughed, his eyes burning with battle lust. ”Sky-Burning Strike!”

He leaped into the air, his sword glowing white-hot. He slashed down, a vertical beam of fire cutting through the mist, smashing into the crocodile’s formation. The barrier shattered. The heat was so intense it turned the rock to lava.

Ya Su watched from the air, her heart aching. He was so strong. So heroic. He was fighting monsters while she... she was being used as a toy by a demon.

As the last crocodile turned to ash, Feng Xiao landed on a rock, sheathing his sword. He sensed her presence immediately.

”Who’s there?” he shouted, turning, his flame ready.

When he saw her, the aggression vanished instantly. His face lit up with a genuine, warm smile that broke Ya Su’s heart all over again.

”Sister Su!” he called out, his voice filled with joy. ”Is that you?”

Ya Su landed on the bank, forcing a smile onto her face. ”Feng...Brother Xiao.”

”What are you doing in this dangerous place?” Feng Xiao asked, walking towards her, concern written all over his face. ”This is deep in the beast territory.”

”I was... gathering herbs,” Ya Su lied, the words tasting like ash. ”Frost-Bite Grass for the auction house. It grows near the falls. My subordinates said you were nearby... I had to come see you.”

Feng Xiao bought the lie immediately. He trusted her implicitly. ”It is dangerous here. Beast Lords are everywhere. You shouldn’t be alone.”

He reached out, moving to hug her, a natural gesture of intimacy between close friends and lovers.

Ya Su flinched. Violently.

She took a sharp step back, her face draining of color. Her mind screamed, ’If he touches me, he dies! The poison! The curse!’

”Not now, Brother Xiao,” she said, her voice strained and high-pitched. ”I... I am covered in dust. And... we are not in private. It is... improper.”

Feng Xiao paused, his arms dropping. He looked confused for a moment, but then he nodded respectfully. He didn’t see the fear; he saw modesty. Or perhaps stress from the journey.

”Of course,” he said, smiling gently. ”I forget my manners. You are as elegant as ever, Sister Su. Even in the wild.”

He didn’t notice the way her hands trembled. He didn’t notice the shadow in her eyes.

”Why are you here, Brother Xiao?” she asked, desperate to change the subject, desperate to keep him from looking too closely at her.

Feng Xiao’s eyes lit up with excitement. ”I am looking for the Azure Sea Soul Grass,” he explained. ”It’s a main ingredient for the Nine-Cycle Nirvana Pill.”

”The Nirvana Pill?” Ya Su asked. ”That is a Tier 6 pill.”

”Yes,” Feng Xiao said confidently. ”It will help me stabilize my foundation. I have advanced too quickly recently. My Qi is volatile. This pill... it will help me push from the First Stage to the Third Stage of the Martial King realm in one go, without side effects.”

Ya Su nodded. ”And you know where it is?”

”I do,” Feng Xiao said. He reached into his robe and pulled out a tattered map fragment.

”It’s in a Secret Realm,” Feng Xiao explained, pointing to the waterfall. ”Left behind by Venerable Vast Sea, a Half-Step Martial Emperor who cultivated the Water Dao five hundred years ago. He was a master of healing and aquatic arts.”

”The entrance,” Feng Xiao pointed his sword at the roaring curtain of water, ”is behind the waterfall. I have the key.”

He showed her a blue crystal amulet that pulsed with a soft, oceanic light.

Hidden in the distance, shrouded by a powerful stealth spell, Alaric watched the scene unfold. He was listening through a tiny, magical bug he had planted in Ya Su’s hair.

’A water-attribute realm,’ Alaric analyzed, his mind working fast. ’Venerable Vast Sea. Water and Ice. That fits.’

He thought of Yun Lan. ’She is an Ice cultivator. Ice is just condensed water. If she injured herself forcing a breakthrough... if her meridians are burning with cold fire... she would seek a place with dense Water or Ice Qi to heal. A place to balance her energies.’

He smiled. ’She’s inside. She has to be. Feng Xiao found the door, but he doesn’t know who is hiding in the guest room.’

Feng Xiao turned to Ya Su. ”Come with me, Sister Su. The environment inside is gentle, rich in water essence. It might help your cultivation. And... I could use someone to watch my back.”

Ya Su hesitated. She looked at the empty air where she knew, sensed, Alaric was hiding. She felt the phantom weight of his command.

”I will come,” she said softly.

Feng Xiao beamed. He turned to the waterfall and activated the amulet. A beam of blue light shot out, hitting the water. The roaring curtain split apart, revealing a swirling, blue vortex gate hidden in the rock face.

”Let’s go,” Feng Xiao said, stepping through.

Ya Su followed him, her head bowed.

A moment later, three shadows flickered near the waterfall. Alaric, Lin Ruoli, and Lilliana slipped into the vortex just before it closed.

’Thanks for opening the door, hero,’ Alaric thought, stepping into the cool, damp transfer tunnel. ’Now, lead me to your woman.’

He signaled Lin Ruoli. ”Keep your distance,” he whispered telepathically. ”But maintain visual contact with Feng Xiao. If he heads towards the peaks... alert me. Otherwise, let him play with his herbs.”

”Where are you going?” Lilliana asked.

”We split up,” Alaric whispered. ”Let the boy play with the monsters in the lake. I’m going hunting for the damsel.”

He closed his eyes, extending his senses. The realm was lush, filled with water energy. He could feel the herb Feng Xiao wanted—a bright, pulsing light in the valley below.

But there was something else. High up, in the snowy peaks that rimmed the pocket dimension, there was a massive, chaotic spike of Ice Qi. It was unstable. Dangerous. And solitary.

”Found you,” Alaric grinned.