24: The Sect Mistress Summons Lin Tian—Confrontation or Surrender?

Chapter 24: The Sect Mistress Summons Lin Tian—Confrontation or Surrender?

A Morning of Distraction

The sun had barely risen over the Azure Moon Sect, yet Sect Mistress Yue Qingyan was already awake, seated in her private chamber.

She had spent the entire night meditating, attempting to suppress the restlessness that refused to leave her mind.

But it hadn't worked.

No matter how deeply she tried to focus—

One name kept invading her thoughts.

💭 "Lin Tian…"

Her fingers tightened slightly around the edge of the tea cup in her hand.

She had been able to ignore it before.

Before he won the tournament.

Before he stood against Jiang Yuyan without fear.

Before he toyed with Su Meiyu and still walked away victorious.

And worst of all—

Before he looked at her the way no one else dared to.

Like she wasn't the Sect Mistress.

Like she was just… a woman.

Her violet eyes darkened.

💭 "This cannot continue."

She set the cup down, exhaling softly before reaching for a small jade talisman.

With a flick of her wrist, she sent a message to Lin Tian.

"Come to my chambers. Immediately."

She told herself this was just a warning.

That she was going to put him in his place, reassert her authority.

That was a lie.

Because deep down—she already knew.

This wasn't just about him anymore.

It was about her.

And how much longer she could resist.

Lin Tian's Morning: Another Milf Summons Him?

Lin Tian had just finished his morning meditation when the jade talisman arrived, glowing faintly in the air.

He caught it between two fingers, his eyes glinting with amusement as he read Yue Qingyan's message.

💭 "Finally. She's done pretending."

He stood up, stretching lazily, his robe slightly open, revealing his chiseled chest.

The events of the previous night with Su Meiyu still lingered in his mind—her heated gaze, her teasing surrender, her final warning not to keep her waiting.

But now?

It was time to deal with the true challenge.

The untouchable Sect Mistress.

Lin Tian smirked, rolling his shoulders as he stepped out of his quarters.

💭 "Let's see how much longer she can hold back."

Inside the Sect Mistress's Chambers

The moment Lin Tian entered Yue Qingyan's private chamber, he felt it—

A heavy, oppressive silence.

The room was bathed in soft morning light, golden rays filtering through the silk curtains.

Yue Qingyan stood near the tall window, her arms folded, her silver hair cascading down her back in flawless waves.

Her violet eyes didn't meet his immediately.

But Lin Tian knew.

She had been waiting for him.

💭 "She's struggling with something. That's good."

He took a few steps forward, his voice calm but teasing.

"You summoned me, Sect Mistress?"

For a long moment, Yue Qingyan said nothing.

Then—she turned, her expression unreadable.

"You have gone too far, Lin Tian," she said, her voice even, controlled.

Lin Tian smirked.

"Have I?"

Her lips pressed together slightly.

"You defy sect hierarchy," she continued, her violet gaze sharp. "You provoke elders. You entangle yourself with women you shouldn't."

She stepped forward, each movement controlled, deliberate.

"You challenge authority as if it doesn't apply to you."

Lin Tian's grin widened.

"And yet…" He took a single step closer, lowering his voice.

"You can't stop watching me."

The Moment of Weakness

Yue Qingyan's breath caught.

For the briefest moment, something in her violet eyes flickered.

Something not cold. Not distant.

Something… dangerous.

Lin Tian saw it immediately.

And he knew.

She was breaking.

He took another slow step forward, closing the space between them.

"You keep saying I'm a problem," he murmured.

His voice dropped lower, smoother.

"But here you are, alone with me."

[Ding! Sect Mistress Yue Qingyan's composure wavers! Favorability +6!]

Her fingers twitched.

Her jaw tightened slightly.

But she didn't move away.

Lin Tian leaned in slightly, his breath warm against her ear.

"What are you really afraid of, Sect Mistress?"

Yue Qingyan's entire body stiffened.

She should have pushed him away.

She should have ended this immediately.

But instead—

She stood still.

Her heartbeat was too fast.

Her mind was screaming at her to regain control.

But her body—

Was betraying her.

💭 "No… this isn't happening."

But it was.

And Lin Tian knew it.

The Final Stand… Or the Final Fall?

A long, tense silence filled the chamber.

Then—

Yue Qingyan suddenly moved.

Her hand shot forward, gripping Lin Tian's robe.

But instead of pushing him away—

She hesitated.

Her fingers lingered.

Her violet eyes locked onto his, filled with conflicted emotions.

Anger.

Frustration.

Desire.

Then—

She spoke, her voice barely above a whisper.

"This… is dangerous."

Lin Tian grinned.

"That's what makes it fun."

Her breathing hitched.

Her grip tightened.

Then—

She let go.

Abruptly, she turned away, stepping back, her Qi fluctuating slightly.

"This conversation is over," she said, but her voice wasn't steady.

Lin Tian smirked.

💭 "She's at her limit."

He stepped back, placing his hands behind his head casually.

"As you wish, Sect Mistress," he said, amusement dripping from his voice.

He turned toward the door, then paused.

"But next time…"

He glanced back, his violet eyes burning with challenge.

"Don't expect me to stop."

Then—he left.

Leaving behind a Sect Mistress who no longer knew if she was winning… or losing.

Elsewhere… A Former Sect Mistress Watches

Far from the Sect Mistress's chambers, in a private hidden courtyard, Jiang Yuyan sat calmly, sipping her tea.

She had sensed everything.

The fluctuating Qi.

The tension.

The way Yue Qingyan's control was starting to break.

A slow smirk formed on Jiang Yuyan's lips.

💭 "That boy is dangerous."

She set her cup down, her scarlet eyes glinting.

It was time for her turn.

End of Chapter 24