Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World

"GET OUT OF MY WAY!"

Lu Lin screamed, charging forward with a primal roar and swinging her fang sword at Sun Yujing. Her attacks were wild and unpredictable, like a raging storm. But Sun Yujing remained calm and composed, effortlessly dodging each strike with the grace of a falling leaf in the wind. With precision and ease, she parried Lu Lin's attacks, her movements flowing like a calm stream of water.

"You need to think... Do you really believe there won't be consequences for what you're doing?"

Sun Yujing's control of her unsheathed oxtail saber was masterful, landing a series of small, precise strikes that hit Lu Lin's defenses with accuracy.

Despite her ferocity, Lu Lin couldn't land a single hit on her elusive opponent.

"Get out of my way!"

Lu Lin's frustration grew, fueling her aggression even more.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that..."

Sun Yujing remained unfazed.

Even her focus was unbroken as she continued to weave past Lu Lin's sloppy attacks that had more anger than control behind them.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

With each clash, Sun Yujing countered with calculated efficiency, using Lu Lin's own momentum against her.

It was obvious to everyone that if Sun Yujing decided to stop the fight, she could. Just the way she fought defensively showed she was holding back. As a Spirit Master (8th level of Spirit Gathering), unleashing her full power on Lu Lin would've been disastrous. The fact that she hadn't even drawn her saber was the clearest sign she wasn't keen on settling things with violence.

But Lu Lin saw things differently. . .

"You're mocking me, aren't you? You think I'm not worth fighting, is that it?"

Sun Yujing let out a heavy sigh.

"Where did you get that idea?"

She genuinely looked annoyed by Lu Lin's childish behavior, acting like a bratty child who couldn't understand why they were being disciplined.

"Shut your mouth!" Lu Lin shouted.

She charged at Sun Yujing with her fang sword once again. This time, Sun Yujing spirit-refined her sheathed oxtail blade and clashed with Lu Lin's fang sword, easily shattering it into particles of fang Qi.

"Nghk!" Lu Lin coughed up some blood and stepped back, muttering curses. She could tell that Sun Yujing's Spirit Master aura alone was enough to damage her own cultivation base which was still at the 5th level of Spirit Gathering.

Her dao protectors were eager to assist, but even they wouldn't dare challenge Sun Yujing, a junior elder in their sect.

Gripping her chest to ease the pain, Lu Lin expressed her frustration. . .

"I can't accept this... Every time I try to sleep, I'll be haunted by the suffering of my fellow sisters at the hands of men! My own suffering at the hands of men! How can I let go of such a grudge? Every man in this world is a sinner, innocent or not, they're all sinners, and they deserve death!"

Lu Lin extended her hand and shaped it like a claw, manifesting a huge red serpent aura that enveloped her.

Fang Peak Killing Arts!

This was the unrestricted power of Fang Peak's body refinement!

The hood of a beastly, cobra-like avatar spread out menacingly, its blood-red eyes stared like a predator at Sun Yujing and its fangs offensively emerged from between its lips as it hissed powerfully.

Sun Yujing sighed once more and spoke calmly. . .

"Junior, in the cultivation world, losing face is losing one's essence. Preserve your dignity or face the consequences."

"I choose the latter!" Lu Lin shouted back.

"Fine then..." Sun Yujing coldly replied.

Lu Lin didn't hesitate at first, but when she saw the look in Sun Yujing's eyes, she felt a certain threat, like she was in danger, and it almost made her lose her resolve. Her legs trembled a bit, but she maintained her stance.

Sun Yujing said as she unsheathed her oxtail saber. . .

"Prepare to carry that belief of yours to the grave."

The spiritual pressure that emanated from the short saber was immense, causing everyone present to drop to their knees. After all, this weapon in her hands was a Royal-grade treasure that could fight against cultivators in the Core Formation Realm.

Lu Lin couldn't tear her eyes away from the unsheathed treasure in Sun Yujing's hand. It emitted an ominous presence that made her feel like one wrong move would result in her demise.

"So?" Sun Yujing's cold voice cut through the tension. "What are you waiting for?"

It sounded more like a threat than a question.

Lu Lin's dao protectors warned her. . .

"Lady Lin, please forget this and save face!"

"You'll get hurt if you fight against Senior Sister any longer!"

"Please, just listen to us this once!"

Fighting off her fears, Lu Lin shot her claw forward, sending the huge cobra beast aura flying straight at Sun Yujing with immense speed, causing the entire place to rumble.

BOOOOOM!

A powerful explosion erupted that sent weaker cultivators flying due to the intense wave of energy.

The dust settled.

Lu Lin panted heavily, holding her side in pain. Her spirit root ached from the exhaustion of her fang Qi.

"I hope that's the last trick you have up your sleeve..."

A manly voice unexpectedly spoke, leaving some recognizing it while others couldn't believe who it belonged to.

It was Yang Wei who intervened.

He successfully blocked the attack with a huge golden tortoise shell formed from the Qi of Xuanwu's shell.

This was the Third Stance: Heavenly Shell Invocation!

Some were surprised to see him there, while others were simply glad, especially the women who were captivated by his regal presence. For them who were seeing him for the first time, he seemed perfect in every way, with spotless skin as elegant as jade, sapphire-blue eyes, and a stern demeanor that exuded masculinity.

"Y-Yang Wei...?" Lu Lin muttered in shock.

What shocked her even more than him blocking her full-power attack without using his "otherworldly" powers was the fact that he was actually present.

Yang Wei glanced back at Sun Yujing.

"Are you okay?"

Sun Yujing nodded slightly and sheathed her oxtail saber.

Yang Wei then turned his attention back to Lu Lin. . .

"It seems you don't quite understand what Yujing is trying to convey. The suffering of those women who have endured the hands of men has ended. You need to let go of the grudge and forget about their past hardships. Holding onto such resentment will only prolong your own suffering and theirs. Instead, focus on their moments of happiness.

This is an opportunity for everything to be set right, but your misguided beliefs have led you astray. The future of the White Serpent Sect can only be secured through reunification with my sect. Otherwise, you'll not only be prey to men but to every other sect seeking your downfall."

Frustration was painfully etched on Lu Lin's face.

It was clear she wanted to disagree, but at this point, there was no use. Yang Wei and Sun Yujing were right, and she couldn't deny it any longer. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed miserably, her dao protectors rushing to her side to comfort her. They patted her gently on the back, but she continued to cry.

Yang Wei paid little mind to her tears, telling her. . .

"Regardless of your current state, I won't be lenient. You have two choices now: either kowtow before every person you've harmed here and go into seclusion for a month to reflect on your actions, or leave this sect."

Lu Lin gulped hard and bowed her head until it touched the ground.

Her dao protectors followed suit, offering their apologies. . .

"We will heed your orders, Fate Defying Elder!"

They said, referring to Yang Wei by a title that confused him.

Yang Wei looked back at Sun Yujing, questioning, "Fate Defying Elder?"

Sun Yujing remained solemn.

"I suppose you haven't heard the name yet."

She calmly walked forward, addressing the crowd of cultivators who had gathered at the scene. . .

"When our world faced the threat of annihilation by the Heavenly Court, our fate seemed sealed. However, we were saved from destruction by a man who could defy not only the heavens but fate itself. With a wave of his hand, the Fate Defying Elder thwarted the Heavenly Court's attempts. Pay your respects!"

Immediately, everyone dropped to their knees in reverence, including Huo Zhenwei, who was assisted by Pan Huan, as they praised Yang Wei.

"Fate Defying Elder!"

"Our sect is lucky to have the Fate Defying Elder! With him, we're untouchable!"

"The Fate Defying Elder shall be my idol from this day onward! If my children decide not to serve him, I'll make sure they're dead!"

"Just a wave of his hand?! The Fate Defying Elder must be a god, no, more than that!"

"The Fate Defying Elder is too handsome not to deserve our praise? Sisters, what if we make a fan club and discuss him!"

It was simply various chatter, but soon, Yang Wei was surrounded by roaring shouts that echoed like thunder. Find your next read on empire

"The Fate Defying Elder defies celestial decree and forges a path beyond the grasp of gods! Hail to thee who shakes the heavens with a wave of his hand!!"

They continuously chanted this without end.

"LONG LIVE THE FATE DEFYING ELDER!"