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

Finally, both Yang Wei and Sun Yujing arrived at the huge pagoda that sat atop the highest mountain in the Coil Peak region. On their way here, there was nothing but silence after Sun Yujing's unexpectedly deep words about her hatred for men. Of course, Yang Wei showed no interest, so he didn't bother to ask any further than she'd already told him.

At the time, he could feel the pain in her voice with every word she spoke.

He knew she must've had a terrible encounter with a man.

And that left her in her current bitter state...

"We're here," said Sun Yujing.

Yang Wei looked around and said, "Hm, the place looks nice."

Sun Yujing didn't respond; instead, she marched forward with her fists tightened and her steps looking somewhat furious.

*Boing!* *Boing!!*

It was expected.

Her breasts bounced up and down, and even swayed left and right as she walked briskly.

At the entrance to the Chief Elder Hall, two female guards stood on either side of the door. They both bowed their heads when they saw Sun Yujing and parted the doors open for both her and Yang Wei.

The two walked in, and almost immediately, the sweet scent of strawberries wafted into Yang Wei's nose.

"Hm?"

However, there were no strawberries in sight; it was simply the sweet scent of the Chief Elder of Coil Peak's abode. It felt cold and refreshing, like a reward for any disciple who would climb those flights of stairs under the burning hot sun to finally end up in such a beautiful indoor paradise.

The place was adorned with luxurious silk fabrics in vibrant colors of red, gold, and purple. There was a lot of ornate furniture, like intricately carved wooden chairs and tables, with cushions and pillows made from soft silk. Even fragrant flowers like peonies and lotus were arranged in elegant vases throughout the room.

"Jing'er, you're finally here, my dear~"

Sun Yurong spoke with her voice as sweet as honey.

Waiting for them directly opposite the entrance to the huge room was Sun Yurong, who lay on a small bed in a boudoir covered by a light red curtain for her privacy.

She had a peaceful look on her face as she gently twirled a small bundle of her straight white hair with her index finger.

From the candles lit around her boudoir, if one squinted hard enough, they'd be able to see her elegant, yet tempting body, resting in wait for her visitors.

Sun Yujing clenched her fist in the palm of her other hand and respectfully bowed her head before Sun Yurong. "Greetings, mother," she said, "I've brought the Star Disciple, Wu Mingyu as ordered."

Yang Wei, overhearing Sun Yujing's address, wasn't exactly shocked but felt vindicated.

So, Yurong really is a mother? Wow, I know cultivation has its perks when it boils down to appearances, but she's looking extremely beautiful... and considering her daughter's beauty and jade peaks, it's obvious those run in the family.

Grinning, he peered at the silhouette of Sun Yurong behind the curtains, steam puffing out of his nostrils.

I like where this is going...

Sun Yujing glanced back and noticed Yang Wei's lack of a bow. "Can't you have some decency and bow your head?!" she whispered loudly.

Yang Wei shook his head. "No."

I bow to no one... especially when it's not on equal terms...

"I have my own way of doing things," he replied, smiling.

Looking at the boudoir again, he could see a bit of Sun Yurong's beautiful, moon-shaped face.

"I've been waiting to see her, Yulian..."

Sun Yurong, initially calm, was briefly surprised, shaking slightly, but then smiled even more.

Hmm? He called me such a romantic name in front of my daughter... how bold...

Hearing Yang Wei's intimate term for her mother, Sun Yujing turned to him, pointing accusingly. "You, a newly promoted member of the Inner Sect, would dare refer to my mother in such an intimate term?!" she exclaimed. "Have you no respect for the chief elder?!"

Yang Wei gasped dramatically, placing a hand over his mouth. It was painfully obvious that he was trying to act innocent, but that was the point—he wanted Sun Yujing to see he didn't care. "What? I'm simply expressing my undying love and respect for the venerable Sun Yurong by calling her such."

Sun Yujing stepped forward, her rage mounting. "If you dare court death... call my mother 'Yulian' again...!"

Yang Wei grinned almost evilly.

"Is it a crime to be in love with the chief elder? I thought it was normal for one woman to look at another woman's ass. Even the chief elder knows that. Or should I say... Yu. Li.

An."

He pronounced the romantic nickname loudly and slowly, making sure Sun Yujing heard every syllable.

Sun Yujing gritted her teeth, her fists clenched, and her anger manifesting as a raw Qi surging through her body. "You bastard..." her eyes lost every warmth in them.

However, Sun Yurong intervened gently. "Jing'er, that's enough..."

Sun Yujing turned to face her mother's boudoir. "But mother!"

Sun Yurong's tone brooked no argument. "Yujing..." It was enough to convey that defying her mother's words or speaking back would have consequences.

Sun Yujing, understanding this, turned to leave. She glared at Yang Wei one last time. "If your lecherous tongue dares call my mother such a name again, I'll cut it off along with your jade gate and feed it to the birds." Then, she took her leave.
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Now that she was gone, Yang Wei flashed a charming smile and reverted to his true appearance.

Excellent, the handsome long white-haired devil is back...

He had no desire to maintain his female guise when faced with the seductive vixen, Sun Yurong.

"So, you wanted to see me, huh?" he asked confidently.

No man, in the Mashyan World has more charm and boldness than I, Yang Wei!

From behind the curtains, he heard a sultry chuckle.

Sun Yurong emerged, her shapely thigh teasingly peeking out before she gracefully stepped into view. "I haven't been called something as romantic as 'Yulian' since my late husband..." she mused, her voice dripping with honey. "I suppose I should give you a sweet pet name too."

Yang Wei swished his sleeves dramatically and smirked. "Well, I shall give you the honor," he replied smugly.

Sun Yurong approached him with a sway in her step, her long legs catching the candlelight. Each of her steps made something jiggle; either it was her massive bouncing breasts or her sweet shaking peaches at the back. That was simply how perfect her body was. "Maybe I'll call you Weijun, since you're so outstanding," she purred, her hand caressing his cheek as she leaned in close.

"Or perhaps Weiyu, since you're so precious to me~~"

Hmm, my charms might be working a bit too well, Yang Wei thought.

She buried her nose in his neck, taking a strong sniff of his scent before emitting a throaty moan. "Mmm~ ahnnn~~ just as nice as I thought," she sighed contentedly.

Yang Wei gently pushed her back, meeting her gaze with a knowing look. "Look woman, I know my scent is irresistible and my beauty is unmatched," he said confidently, "but you should..."

Sun Yurong pulled him close, her ample breasts pressing against his chest. "Indeed, you do look devilishly handsome up close," she whispered seductively, her cheeks now a lustful pink, heavily flushed with desire. "I've heard it's quite big now... may I see it?"

Her hands trailed up his back, exploring the muscles beneath his robes.

She gently caressed them with her soft hands, enjoying the way they felt.

"Mmnn~ I want to see that white, long monster you've been training~~"

There was a wicked grin on her face.