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

Dawn. . .

The first rays of sunlight had already peeked into the sky.

Yang Wei was already dressed in his elegant robes befitting his status as an elder. Throughout his time in the sect, it seemed like his wardrobe was constantly upgrading. He went from wearing the clothes of Mu Lingxi's brothers, to donning a pale, worn-out jinbei, to finally being clad in custom-made attire suited for an elite star disciple. Now, he stood there, dressed as a greatly respected elder.

If they looked at all his attire up until now, it was as if one could form a legendary tale from it.

"Today's the day..."

His courtyard, which had been his home for almost a year, lay behind him, and he let out a long sigh.

"Rawr?" Tianyi, his celestial dragon perched on his head, uttered, looking concerned about his master.

Yang Wei smiled at the dragon, feeling touched by its worry.

"It's fine, boy, I'm just feeling a little sentimental."

The dragon growled contently and continued to snuggle atop Yang Wei's head.

With a serious expression, Yang Wei left Spirit Harmony Peak and made his way toward the main gate that marked the border of the End Mountain. Along the way, numerous disciples glanced at him with sadness in their eyes──they had already heard the news that the Fate Defying Elder would be entering a one-year seclusion in hopes of forming a Golden Core.

Before long, Yang Wei reached the gates of the Dragon Blossom Sect, now under the ownership of the Celestial Serpent Sect once more. Seeing this sight again brought a sense of peace to him, as it was the first place he had visited upon arriving in the Mashyan World and being attacked by Mu Lingxi.

Several disciples awaited him, some hovering in the skies, standing on their swords with proud expressions.

Bai Suzhen stood at the center of attention and cleared her throat.

"I was planning to choose an auspicious date for Wei's departure, but it seems he's just that dedicated to the demanding path of cultivation..."

A small frown appearing on her face before she smiled again.

Besides, I was planning to sleep with him one more time. I haven't been able to get the image of his... ahem, focus!

Her face was showing a vibrant color of red. Still, she tried to look elegant.

"Nevertheless, it's still something to celebrate."

Wu Fengtian was already in tears at the thought of his Senior Brother going into seclusion for a year, but he knew he had to be strong, so he just whimpered heavily as Jin Tianyu gently patted his back.

"Senior Brother don't gooooooooo!" Wu Fengtian cried.

Jin Tianyu pat his back. "Come on, you know that's not possible, right?"

"I-, I-, I knoooooww!" he cried even louder.

Huo Yue and Mu Lin observed Wu Fengtian's tears, prompting Mu Lin to comment, "So Wei actually has so many people who'll cry for him. I didn't know he was good at forming bonds with men too."

Huo Yue giggled and commented, "Our husband is impressive as always."

Mu Lin pouted and looked away with a blush, "Humph! And yet I can't help but be bothered! Imagine if my sweet Wei starts to develop a preference for men."

Huo Yue laughed even more, "I... don't think that's possible."

Mu Lin grumbled, "Well, I've dreamt about it before."

Huo Yue's face turned red, and she grabbed Mu Lin by the shoulders, pulling her close, "D-, Dreamt about wh-, what?!"

Feeling a little embarrassed, Mu Lin replied, "Well, in my dreams, he and my brother were..."

"W-, were what?" Huo Yue desperately asked.

"Well, they were in bed... together."

"!?──WHAAAAAA"

It took only a second for Huo Yue's face to flush completely, like a hot chili pepper, and for steam to rush out of her head.

She could barely picture the scene in her mind. . .

Yang Wei positioned behind Mu Zhong, whispering dirty words he'd only tell his precious women into Mu Zhong's ear as he lay sprawled on the bed, cheeks flushed, nervously biting the tip of his blanket.

"KYAAAAAA──!?"

Both Mu Lin and Huo Yue shrieked as their covered their faces in shame.

Yang Wei clenched his fist in the palm of his other hand and lowered his head. He'd never bow to anyone, but just this once, he wanted to show respect to the family he'd spent so many months with.

"My sect brothers and sisters, it saddens me to part with you all, but I have to leave the sect to gain some experience. For the sect, I'll make sure I can form a Golden Core when I return."

The moment Yuèhuī Ménglóng saw this humble gesture from Yang Wei, she immediately recalled the first time he entered the Golden Palace.

That time, he mentioned he didn't appreciate being looked down on by people he finds unsightly... Does that mean we're now less annoying to him? It's strange for me to ponder questions like this, but for some reason, it feels like since he really opened up to the sect, he's become a bit more... tolerable.

The woman who rarely smiled cracked a small but very warm smile as she looked at him.

At the right moment, Yang Wei lifted his head, and his blue eyes met Yuèhuī Ménglóng's, causing her cheeks to burn up a little. She shot him a fierce stare, then quickly looked away, but a moment later, she was smiling slightly again.

Bai Suzhen was the only one who noticed the brief exchange between Yang Wei and Matriarch Dragon Moon. She frowned and began stroking her chin as if she had a beard.

"AHEM! Whatever the case may be, if you're participating in the Sect Resource-Allocation Trial, you need to break into the Core Formation Realm within a year... no one's ever done that."

Matriarch Dragon Star (Liáng Xīnyuè) leaned in towards the significantly shorter Bai Suzhen and whispered something in her ear.

Bai Suzhen nodded and corrected herself calmly.

"New information has come, and it seems Mu Lingxi and Su Meirong were able to form a Golden Core a few months after breaking into the Spirit Gathering Realm, so I stand corrected. Let's put it this way──no man has ever formed a Golden Core in less than a year."

Liáng Xīnyuè whispered something else to Bai Suzhen, who looked a little frustrated.

"UGH! I forgot about Shen Bao!"

Yang Wei had been bending his back for too long, so he stood upright and said, "Ehhh, let's just forget about it."

Bai Suzhen sighed in defeat, "Fair."

Liáng Xīnyuè stepped forward until she was right in front of Yang Wei.

"Just know that while you're cultivating, we'll all be supporting you."

Immediately, every disciple on the ground and in the skies bowed their heads with great respect.

"WE WILL ALL SUPPORT YOU, ELDER YANG!"

Yang Wei looked around and smiled at all of them who greeted him. It wasn't just the men admiring his greatness or the women wanting a man like him. There was no gender discrimination here. It was simply every disciple in the sect paying their respects to someone they'd grown to love.

Liáng Xīnyuè then wrapped her arms around Yang Wei and hugged him affectionately. Her breasts softly pressed against his chest, and she planted a kiss close to his jaw, leaving some of her bright red lipstick on his cheek as a mark of her affection.

This action made everyone present panic, with many screaming in shock.

"!?──WHAAAAAAAAT"

"Fate Defying Elder has also charmed the First Matriarch?!"

"H-, he should be called Beauty Attracting Elder!"

"That's such a dumb name! Heaven Stealing Beauty!"

"I wish he'd come steal me, kyaaauhhhn~~♡!"

Bai Suzhen shouted furiously, "Xīnyuè! How dare you──?!"

Liáng kept her arms around Yang Wei and smiled back at Bai Suzhen. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. He smells so nice~♡..."

Bai Suzhen gritted her teeth as she watched Liáng Xīnyuè intentionally keep her fat chest pressed against Yang Wei.

Huo Zirou watched angrily from where she stood with Guo Xiaomei and Elder Qian, unable to contain her frustration. She was even chewing the edge of her robes as she watched this painful sight of her to-be husband being kissed by another woman that wasn't her.

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Elder Qian gave Huo Zirou a sidelong glance.

"What's wrong with her?"

The elegant woman asked Guo Xiaomei.

Guo Xiaomei chuckled softly. "I wish I knew..."

An elder from the Mu Clan stepped forward, followed by one from the Su Clan, both holding a long scroll filled with numerous items of respectable rarity.

"As per the words of the Sect Founder, we'll do everything in our power to support the Fate Defying Elder," the Mu Clan elder announced. He looked visibly scared, sweating just by being in Yang Wei's presence. He still thought Yang Wei could get angry at any moment and crush their clan. He began sweating bullets and went down on his knees.

"T-, Th-the Mu Clan offers the great elder 2,000 dragon enhancing seals from the Western Continent! W-, we've also decided to add 7,000 Saint-grade defensive talismans!"

People started bringing in boxes full of abundant cultivation resources, and Mu Zhong carefully recorded each one down.

Meanwhile, Liu Yan was on another side of the area, diligently taking notes of all the items the Su Clan was bringing in. Some lucky disciples who were able to fly above or stand behind her couldn't help but stare at her cake-sized behind as she worked with the seriousness of a businessperson.

"Big Sis Liu looks beautiful as always!"

"Look at that body, l-, look at the skin, so fresh!"

"I tell you, she's almost as beautiful as the Sect Grandma!"

"Shhh! Don't say such, no one is more beautiful than Sect Grandma! She's a goddess!"

Ignoring them, Liu Yan announced. . .

"The Su Clan, courtesy of Grandmaster Lin Feng of the Thunder Cloud Summit, has decided to offer the Fate Defying Elder 10,000 Lightning Forging Crystals to increase your chances of forming a proper Golden Core. We've also included 2,000 Spiritual Array Disks and 3,000 Core Strengthening Pills,"

Meanwhile, a tearful Rice-Keeper Ming fanned himself as he watched his golden immortal rice being passed in huge boxes to Yang Wei. "T-, the..." he sobbed heavily, "On the orders of the clan head, I've been forced to *sob sob* politely relinquish some more of my fleeting rice to the Fate Defying Elder!" He fell to his knees, crying painfully.

The entire place was filled with cultivation resources enough for 10 middle-class sects!