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

It was nighttime.

Yang Wei emerged from his cultivation room.

I reckon I've got the formula for the Dao of Spirit-forging Alchemy all sorted out. Now, I just need to soak up as much knowledge as I can from Fang, Scale, Venom, and Coil Peak.

That shouldn't be too tough.

While getting cozy with Qian is a nice perk, my main focus is still mastering this so I can finally refine a pseudo-Blood Dragon Strengthening Pill. Right now, more than ever, I need to increase my cultivation and magic.

That Zou Fang guy really caught me off guard with his power... and Heavenmind too.

He stretched his arms, feeling exhausted.

Not physically tired, but mentally drained from everything that had happened that day. Still, he was relieved that Mu Lin, Huo Zirou, and Huo Yue were all getting along.

"I'm sure things have calmed down outside, so maybe I can finally leave the house and move freely around the sect. I haven't heard anything from Feng lately, but I trust he's already refined that Meridian Stream Pill..."

He paused by Tianyi's sleeping spot, a large cushion with several blankets that looked fit for a king—assuming the king was Tianyi's size. Yang Wei watched the little dragon snoring loudly, clearly enjoying its sleep after scarfing down the huge meal He Dongmei had prepared.

Yang Wei then murmured, "Oh, Dongmei," patting Tianyi on the head before heading off to find He Dongmei.

Knowing she was an overachiever, he doubted she'd be asleep by now.

To his surprise, after searching high and low around the house and in the courtyard, Yang Wei found no trace of He Dongmei.

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But when he reached the backyard, he spotted her snoozing peacefully, covered in manuals. It was clear she had intended to cultivate but ended up dozing off from exhaustion.

Silly girl...

Yang Wei chuckled and approached her, carefully removing the manuals from her face and body to reveal her sleeping face, complete with a little drool and some snoring. "Hmm, not exactly lady-like," Yang Wei quipped with a chuckle.

I suppose someone like me, who has a habit of picking their nose and ears, shouldn't talk too much. But well, it's not really my fault. Mingyu made me do it to make me look less attractive to the opposite sex, but clearly, that plan backfired.

*sigh* Why? Why am I so darn handsome?

The dashing young man shrugged, looking smug.

"Huh?"

He noticed her glasses were in even worse shape than before and sighed.

"Why does she insist on wearing these? They're practically falling apart."

He attempted to take off the glasses, but to his surprise, a sleeping He Dongmei grabbed his wrist and mumbled, "No, it's... important."

Yang Wei shook his head. "Oh well."

Scooping her up bridal-style, he carried her back into the house and gently laid her on a bed, covering her with a blanket.

As Yang Wei was about to leave, he suddenly heard He Dongmei mumble, "Goodnight, Big Brother."

Immediately, Yang Wei paused and stood there silently for about a minute, his expression plain, as if he had remembered something; a distant memory of sorts. He then placed a hand on his chest and squeezed it a bit before he smiled and said, "Yes, goodnight, little sister."

Although he was smiling, his smile felt empty, as if there was nothing behind it, like there was no reason behind it, it just happened.

He quietly left the room.

...

"W-w-welcome back...!"

When Yang Wei returned to his room, Huo Yue, who was supposed to be out with Mu Lin and Huo Zirou, was seated on his bed.

She was wearing a deep brown nightgown that matched her brown eyes.

Undoubtedly, Huo Yue was a bombshell with curves in all the right places. Her generous breast size and curvaceous buttocks were enough to make any man's mouth water. As she gracefully sat on the bed with the moonlight pouring on her soft skin, her nightgown hugged her body, accentuating every sexy curve. It seemed like the fabric was begging to show off her irresistible figure.

The nightgown lifted and pushed her breasts up, making them look even more perky, with her nipples teasingly visible underneath, not even needing to be hard to catch attention. And the way it hugged her buttocks, outlining every contour and crevice, along with the v-shape between her full, juicy thighs... it was enough to drive anyone wild.

From past till now, it was the first time Yang Wei had ever seen her wearing something like this; other times she did indeed wear nightgowns, but nothing this provocative.

"Yue'er?" Yang Wei tilted his head.

Huo Yue jerked up a bit when she heard him call her name. "I, I, uh..." She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then said, "Wei Shuai will be lonely tonight, so I came here to sleep next to you so you don't feel lonely." With that, Huo Yue turned her face away, blushing.

Her eyes went down to the nightgown she was wearing.

I can't believe I let Lin and Auntie talk me into this. I already told him I wasn't ready for it, and yet here I am... kinda silly, huh? N-no, no! It's not silly at all. Maybe I'm just not giving myself enough credit, right?

It's not that I'm scared of the idea of being with him, maybe I'm still afraid that with my useless talent, he'll dump me as soon as he decides to ascend, especially since he's progressing so quickly.

She got a little uncomfortable, so she adjusted herself on the bed.

Yang Wei said, "Huh, lonely? I mean, not really..."

Is she sick or something? I can't tell...

He completely missed the very sad look that appeared on Huo Yue's face. The young man walked over to his wardrobe, removed his robes layer by layer, and hung them neatly.

Then he paused and asked Huo Yue without looking back, "So, I was wondering if tomorrow maybe I should finally step out of the house and see what's going on in the sect. I know you usually help me get information, but I don't want to stress you too much."

Huo Yue, still looking sad, fiddled with her fingers, her lips pushed out in a pout, resembling a child who had lost their favorite toy.

"I, it's okay, if you want to stress me..."

With a fiery itch between her legs, Huo Yue was thinking something else entirely.

Then, a realization as abrupt as a collapsing star hit Yang Wei.

Wait a minute...!

He sharply looked back and monitored Huo Yue again; he looked at her from top to bottom.

How could I have missed something so obvious?! Yue'er... she wants to sleep with me!