The Azure Cloud Sect's annual Outer Sect Tournament loomed like a storm on the horizon, a grand spectacle where disciples vied for promotions, resources, and the chance to catch an elder's eye. Held in the vast Colosseum Arena at the heart of the outer sect, it drew thousands: disciples, servants, and even inner sect scouts perched on elevated platforms. The air crackled with spiritual qi, barriers shimmering to contain the battles, while vendors hawked elixirs and talismans to the roaring crowd.
Shen Yuan, now at Qi Condensation Layer 4, felt the weight of anticipation. In xianxia tales of old, tournaments were crucibles where hidden dragons revealed their claws, slapping the faces of arrogant young masters who underestimated them. Shen Yuan intended to embody that trope—starting as the "trash" disciple, ending as the unchallenged conqueror. His harem, though small, pulsed with potential: Lin Qing'er (#001), her innocent facade now a mask for breeding addiction; Leng Yue (#002), the thawed ice queen whose cold qi now fueled his dominance; and Xiao Mei (#003), the playful maid turned wind-whipped slut. Their tattoos glowed faintly under robes, hidden marks of ownership.
[System Notification: Tournament Mode Activated. Dual Cultivation in prelims will yield 2x Qi Bonus. Public Risk Tease: Hidden acts build tension for finals.]
Shen Yuan smirked. "Time to tease the sect before the grand reveal."
The prelims began at dawn, a series of one-on-one duels in side arenas branching from the main colosseum. Shen Yuan's first match was against Wang Hao, a burly Layer 3 disciple from a minor clan—arrogant, with a sneer that screamed "young master fodder." Wang Hao had bullied Shen Yuan in the past, mocking his lack of talent.
"Trash like you dares enter?" Wang Hao jeered from the arena platform, his fists crackling with earth qi. The crowd of a few hundred murmured, betting slips exchanging hands.
Shen Yuan stepped up calmly, his enhanced aura subtle but potent. "We'll see who's trash."
The elder referee signaled start. Wang Hao charged with a [Earth Shattering Fist], ground trembling. Shen Yuan dodged effortlessly, his agility boosted by Xiao Mei's wind harmony. A casual palm strike sent Wang Hao flying, cracking ribs.
"Impossible! You were Layer 1 trash!" Wang Hao spat blood, face paling.
Shen Yuan leaned in, whispering, "The heavens favor the prepared. Now kneel."
A final qi-infused kick ended it. The crowd gasped—face-slapped! Whispers spread: "Shen Yuan's risen? Hidden genius?"
[Face-Slap Bonus: +50 Qi. Reputation Rising.]
Between matches, Shen Yuan slipped into a hidden alcove behind the arenas—a storage tent for spare barriers and elixirs. His harem awaited, summoned via system link. The space was cramped, canvas walls thin, with tournament noises filtering in: cheers, clashes, announcements.
[Public Risk Meter: 50% – Hidden but Echo-Prone. Tease Mode: Build Arousal Without Full Release.]
Lin Qing'er arrived first, her belly slightly rounded from accelerated pregnancy, eyes glazed in ahegao devotion. "Master... breed me during your glory?"
Leng Yue followed, her silver hair disheveled from haste. "Use my ice to cool your fire, Master."
Xiao Mei bounced in last, wind qi swirling. "Tease your maid, Master? Make me squirm!"
Shen Yuan pulled them close, the tent's dim light casting shadows. "Prelims are for teasing. Save the full orgy for finals. But absorb your yin to fuel my wins."
He activated Group Charm Aura, qi thickening the air like an aphrodisiac mist. The girls moaned in unison, robes slipping.
First, Lin Qing'er knelt, her innocent lips parting for his divine rod. Now legendary in size—thicker than her wrist, veined with pulsing qi—the extreme difference made her jaw strain.
[Suction Mode: Activated. Mind-Break Reinforcement: 100%.]
She bobbed eagerly, tongue swirling, while Leng Yue and Xiao Mei watched, fingers teasing themselves.
[Mind-Break Echo: All Harem Arousal Sync +30%.]
Shen Yuan thrust gently, face-fucking her as tournament echoes boomed outside. A nearby duel ended with a crash—risk teasing higher.
[Public Risk Meter: 55% – Vibrations Detectable.]
He pulled out, strings of saliva connecting, and turned to Leng Yue. "Your turn, ice slut. Cool me down."
She bent over a crate, ass presented. Shen Yuan rubbed his tip against her folds, her cold qi contrasting his heat. With a slow push, he entered halfway—teasing, not full.
"Ahh... Master... deeper?" she begged, her belly bulging slightly.
"No. Tease only." He pumped shallowly, her walls clenching like frost.
[Tease Thrusts: Qi Absorption +40%. Ice Harmony: +Defense Buff.]
Xiao Mei pouted. "My turn, Master!"
He switched, lifting her lithe form. Legs around his waist, he impaled her partially, wind qi making her lighter, thrusts faster.
"Wind tease... yes! Make me fly on your cock!"
The tent shook subtly, voices outside: "Did you hear moaning?"
[Public Risk Meter: 60% – Suspicion Building. Tension Bonus: +Qi.]
Shen Yuan rotated them, a hidden carousel of tease: Lin's mouth, Leng's pussy, Xiao's ass cheeks grinding. Their ahegao faces synced—eyes rolled, tongues out, drool mixing.
[Begging Chorus: "More, Master! Breed us hidden!"]
But he held back, absorbing yin without climax. His cultivation surged subtly, approaching Layer 5.
[Group Tease Session: Qi Gain 150%. Harem Synergy: Medium.]
A system chime: [Prelim Match 2 Approaching. Opponent: Li Feng – Arrogant Prodigy.]
Shen Yuan withdrew, cocks glistening. "Stay wet for finals. Watch me slap more faces."
The girls whimpered, adjusting robes, bellies glowing faintly.
Back in the arena, Li Feng awaited—a Layer 4 "genius" with wind blades, backed by a minor elder. "You got lucky, trash. I'll end your farce."
The crowd swelled to 500, bets favoring Li Feng.
Shen Yuan channeled the teased qi. Duel start: Li Feng unleashed [Gale Slash], winds howling.
Shen Yuan countered with borrowed wind from Xiao Mei, dodging and striking with [Yin-Infused Palm]—soft but penetrating.
Li Feng staggered. "What technique is this? Dual... impossible!"
Face paling, he attacked wildly. Shen Yuan toyed, slapping metaphorically and literally— a qi slap left a red mark.
"Surrender, or be broken."
Li Feng knelt, humiliated. Crowd erupted: "Hidden dragon! Shen Yuan's a monster!"
[Face-Slap Double: +100 Qi. Tournament Momentum: Rising.]
More prelims followed, each victory punctuated by alcove teases. Against Zhao Wei (fire user), Shen Yuan returned to the tent mid-break.
Now bolder: All three on knees, sharing his rod—lips and tongues overlapping.
[Triple Oral Tease: Arousal Sync +50%.]
Lin gagged deep, Leng licked shafts, Xiao sucked balls. Their pregnant bellies brushed his thighs.
[Mind-Break Progress: Reinforced 100%. Pregnancy Glow: +Qi.]
Outside, an announcement: "Shen Yuan advances to semis!"
[Public Risk Meter: 65% – Moans Overheard as 'Wind?']
He edged them, no release, yin flooding him.
By semis, against a beastkin hybrid (tiger claws), Shen Yuan's power peaked. Easy win, more face-slaps.
Final tease session: Girls stacked—Lin bottom, Leng middle, Xiao top. Shen Yuan alternated shallow dips, bellies inflating slightly from prior loads stirring.
"Master... please... full creampie in finals?" they chorused.
"Soon. Build the tension."
[System: Tease Complete. Qi Reservoir Full. Ready for Public Breakthrough.]
Prelims ended. Shen Yuan stood undefeated, crowd chanting his name. Finals tomorrow—main stage, thousands watching.
But whispers spread: strange moans, qi fluctuations. Elders frowned.
Shen Yuan grinned. "The orgy awaits."