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Chapter 19 - Frozen Desires – Touching the Untouchable Master

The hall of silent meditation was colder than a glacial tomb.

Elder Yuelan sat at its center, her long silver-white hair flowing like moonlit silk behind her. A curtain of blue spiritual mist floated behind her, veiling the frost-covered walls.

She had summoned Han Li alone.

He entered, bowing.

But he felt it instantly — the weight of her Qi, pressing down on him like winter itself. Yet buried within it was something shaky, unstable. The same ripple he'd planted days ago when their skin first touched.

> Target: Elder Yuelan

Status: Internally Flushed – Physique resisting sexual Qi

Seal Resistance: 72%

First erotic dream reported. Bodily sensitivity increasing.

Weakness Identified: Lower back and earlobes. Exploit via close contact.

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"Disciplinary inspection," she said, voice clipped.

"Then inspect me, Master," Han Li replied smoothly.

Her brows twitched.

"Remove your robe."

He obeyed without hesitation, exposing his bare chest, arms, and stomach — lean, muscled, glowing faintly with residual post-breakthrough energy. His masculine scent, faintly sweet and heavy with spiritual yang, began to coil through the room.

Yuelan's pupils dilated, just for a moment.

> Alert: Spiritual pulse irregularity detected.

Breath: Staggered.

Inner thighs tensed. Nipples hardened beneath robe.

She stood and approached.

Barely a foot apart.

Her hand raised — slowly — trembling only once.

She placed two fingers against his chest.

Contact.

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Han Li felt her Qi spike.

She inhaled sharply, lips parting.

The texture of his skin — so warm, too warm — pulsed through her like lightning. Her fingers lingered longer than necessary. Her palm pressed against him unconsciously, flattening against the center of his chest.

"You're… burning…"

Her voice wavered.

Han Li leaned forward.

His lips brushed her ear.

"You're melting."

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She stepped back too quickly.

Her heel caught the edge of her robe.

She stumbled.

He caught her.

Both hands on her waist.

Her chest — heavy, high, tightly bound — pressed against his bare torso.

And she gasped.

Visibly.

A soft, shaky moan escaped her throat before she could stop it.

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> Seal cracked: 58%

Moisture detected.

Inner thigh region radiating warmth. Under-robe wetness confirmed.

Target in arousal trance. Continue stimulation immediately.

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"I... I command you to release me," she whispered, cheeks now bright pink, pupils trembling.

Han Li didn't let go.

His hand slid around her lower back, where the spiritual suppression seal lay coiled — untouched for decades. He traced it gently with his thumb.

Her knees buckled.

She collapsed forward, clinging to his shoulders, breath hot against his neck.

"This—this is forbidden… I… I am your—"

"Master?" he whispered. "Or woman?"

Her breath caught.

Her inner thighs clenched.

And then—drip.

A thin string of arousal traced down her inner leg, glistening faintly in the spiritual light.

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She realized it too late.

Her hands flew back.

Her robe was clinging to her thighs. Her soaked underlayers were sticking between her legs. The scent of heat and suppressed lust began to rise into the frozen air.

And Han Li…

Smiled.

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"Your body's ahead of your words, Master."

"Silence—!"

He stepped forward, pinning her gently against the jade pillar. Not forcefully. Just enough.

"You're soaked," he whispered against her cheek.

"No…"

But she didn't push him away.

Her thighs trembled.

Her breath hitched.

Her fingers… curled into his waist, gripping him like a woman holding onto sanity by a thread.

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> System Update:

Yuelan's Spiritual Seal destabilized – 48%

Condition: Overheated. Sleep-climax probability: 94%

Suggested Tactic: Withdraw now. Let her dream of you uncontrollably.

New Passive Unlocked: Lingering Heat – Women touched by you retain spiritual arousal for 48 hours.

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Han Li leaned back.

She stood frozen — flushed, sweaty, heart pounding so loudly even she could hear it.

"You're not ready," he whispered.

"Then why…" she breathed, voice cracking.

"So next time… you'll be the one who begs."

He left.

And Elder Yuelan — proud, cold, undefeated — collapsed to her knees, hand between her thighs, eyes wide in confusion and shame as she realized…

Her body wouldn't stop throbbing.

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