9: The Tournament Begins & A Fox Milf's Trap

Chapter 9: The Tournament Begins & A Fox Milf's Trap

Excitement in the Sect: The Tournament Approaches

The Azure Moon Sect was abuzz with energy.

Every few years, the sect held a grand tournament to determine which disciples would qualify to enter the Forbidden Moon Ruins, a legendary ancient site filled with treasures, rare cultivation techniques, and powerful artifacts.

Winning this tournament was a guaranteed path to greatness.

For the past decade, the tournament had been dominated by core disciples like Luo Qingcheng—the sect's most skilled and disciplined geniuses.

But now, a new name was on everyone's lips.

💬 "Did you hear? Lin Tian is joining the tournament!"

💬 "He crushed Bai Feng in one move and forced Luo Qingcheng to surrender!"

💬 "Even the Sect Mistress is personally watching his performance!"

💬 "Could he actually be the strongest disciple now?"

Lin Tian strolled through the sect grounds, listening to the whispers with an amused smirk.

💭 "Just a few days ago, these people thought I was a cripple. Now, they're treating me like a legend in the making. Life is good."

As he walked toward the tournament grounds, a familiar voice suddenly called out to him.

"Lin Tian~ Going somewhere in such a hurry?"

His body tensed slightly.

He knew that sultry, teasing tone anywhere.

Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with Su Meiyu, the seductive fox Milf.

A Dangerous Temptation

Su Meiyu stood beneath a blossoming spirit tree, looking as effortlessly enchanting as ever.

Her long crimson hair shimmered under the sunlight, and her golden fox eyes held a mischievous gleam. Her tight, deep-red silk robe clung to her mature, curvy body, the fabric so smooth it looked like it could slip off with the slightest pull.

And of course, her nine fluffy tails swayed behind her, their movements slow and hypnotic.

She smiled playfully, stepping closer.

"You're heading to the tournament, aren't you?"

Lin Tian kept his cool, but he could already feel the danger this woman represented.

💭 "She's testing me again."

He nodded, keeping his tone casual. "That's right. Want to come watch me win?"

Su Meiyu chuckled softly, her voice like silk sliding over bare skin.

"Tempting… but I have a better offer for you."

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Su Meiyu's lips curled into a sultry smile.

"Why don't we have a little… private training session before your match?"

Her golden eyes sparkled, her tone dripping with suggestion.

💭 "This fox… she's really trying to get a reaction out of me."

But Lin Tian wasn't an amateur.

He smirked, stepping forward until they were barely inches apart.

"Training, huh?" he murmured. "Are you offering to personally teach me?"

[Ding! Silver Tongue Effect Activated!]

For just a split second, Su Meiyu's fox ears twitched, her cheeks gaining the faintest hint of warmth.

But she quickly regained control, tilting her head with an amused smile.

"My, my… you're quite confident," she purred. "I like that."

Then, in an unexpected move, she leaned in closer, her warm breath brushing against his ear.

"But tell me, Lin Tian… do you think you can handle a woman like me?"

Lin Tian felt heat surge through his veins.

💭 "Damn it, she's too strong!"

But he refused to back down.

He turned his head slightly, their faces nearly touching.

"Why don't you test me and find out?" he whispered back.

[Ding! Su Meiyu is slightly flustered! Favorability +3!]

For the first time, Su Meiyu blinked in slight surprise.

But then she laughed, stepping back with a graceful sway of her hips.

"You're interesting, Lin Tian. I'll be watching your fight closely~"

And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving behind only the lingering scent of jasmine and fox magic.

Lin Tian exhaled slowly.

💭 "That woman is a walking disaster… and I love it."

The Tournament Begins

The training grounds had been transformed into a massive battle arena, surrounded by thousands of disciples and elders.

A grand platform of reinforced spirit stone stood in the center, where duels would take place.

At the highest viewing platform, sitting in a golden chair, was Sect Mistress Yue Qingyan.

She sat with her usual grace and authority, her long silver hair flowing elegantly, her cold violet eyes scanning the battlefield.

Su Meiyu had also taken a seat nearby, lazily sipping a cup of spirit wine, her nine tails swaying slightly.

As Lin Tian stepped into the arena, all eyes turned to him.

A powerful voice echoed through the field.

"The first match of the tournament will begin! Lin Tian versus… Wu Jian!"

A tall, muscular disciple stepped onto the stage. He was a well-known inner disciple, strong, but nothing compared to Luo Qingcheng or Bai Feng.

Still, he looked at Lin Tian with a cocky smirk.

"Hmph. I don't care how strong you think you are," Wu Jian said. "I'll show everyone that you're just a fraud!"

Lin Tian yawned dramatically, stretching his arms.

"Sure, sure," he said lazily. "Let's get this over with."

💬 "He's mocking Wu Jian!"

💬 "How arrogant!"

Wu Jian's face turned red with anger. "You bastard! Take this!"

He launched forward, his fists crackling with fire Qi, aiming for Lin Tian's chest.

Lin Tian?

He didn't even move.

At the very last second, he casually sidestepped, letting Wu Jian's punch slam into the ground, shattering the stone beneath them.

💬 "Fast!"

💬 "He dodged effortlessly!"

Lin Tian sighed. "That was slow."

Wu Jian gritted his teeth, throwing another flaming punch.

This time, Lin Tian caught it mid-air with just two fingers.

💬 "WHAT?!"

Wu Jian's eyes widened in horror.

Lin Tian smirked.

"Let me show you… how it's really done."

In an instant, he channeled his Qi, sending a controlled shockwave through Wu Jian's arm.

BOOM!

Wu Jian was blasted backward, slamming into the far wall of the arena.

Silence.

Then—

💬 "…He won in one move?!"

💬 "WHAT THE HELL?!"

Watching from Above

From her viewing platform, Yue Qingyan's violet eyes sharpened slightly.

💭 "His control over Qi has improved significantly… just what kind of talent is this?"

Beside her, Su Meiyu grinned.

"My, my… the boy is even stronger than I thought," she murmured. "He might actually be worthy of… further training."

She licked her lips slightly.

"This tournament just got much more interesting~"

End of Chapter 9