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

Chapter 13: Chief Mu’s Youngest Daughter.

Yang Wei spent another day engrossed in gardening.

This time, he held a watering can, discovering it among various gardening tools inside a small room in the house.

He poured the water, letting it sprinkle over the garden, and then paused, smiling proudly for some reason.

It is settled. I truly am special...

Afterward, he delicately adjusted his hair bangs and swept back his snow-white hair, chuckling with evident pride.

I thought I'd done something wrong when I collapsed some days ago, but it turns out that was simply a side effect of my spirit root being activated.

A total of six days had elapsed since his entry into the Mashyan World.

After dedicating the fourth day to assessing his spirit root, he entered a hibernation mode for two days. During this period, his body, soul, spirit root, and inheritance became one.

Now, he was truly prepared for the authentic phase of cultivation.

[Spirit Root Name] Immemorial Nine Dragon Peaks Core, [Spirit Root Type] Elemental, Rare and Pure Roots, [Spirit Root Grade] Heaven-grade, [Spirit Root Shape] Heaven-defying Multicore Root; composed of fire, water, earth, wind, wood, space, time and soulbond cores with max cultivation potential in each each aspect.

I initially thought I hit the jackpot at birth, but turns out luck's just my sidekick everywhere. That magic fail-safe I cooked up did its job a bit too well—I ended up with this overpowered spirit root. Now that it's sorted, I can finally kick off my cultivation journey.

But then, Yang Wei rubbed his chin as he paused watering his garden.

Still, having all these cultivation paths to navigate probably means more grind compared to folks with fewer options. Anyway, I'm aiming to max out every path if I truly want to claim the title of the strongest. Might take a few centuries, maybe even a millennium, but it's fun nonetheless...

He smiled proudly as he nodded to nothing and no one in particular.

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The few disciples who could see him from outside the courtyard had already been suspecting he was showing signs of madness.

...

A few minutes after tending to the garden, Yang Wei emerged from his house, clutching a dusty old manual called the Foundation Manual of Vital Qi.

This is a basic manual guiding cultivators on how to circulate and enhance their Vital Qi. There's also illustrated diagrams for basic stances and breathing techniques.

With a smile, he blew the dust off the cover and muttered to himself, "Finally, I can start cultivating."

As he pored over the contents of the manual, Yang Wei discovered that he needed to master eight techniques in order to ascend to the 4th level of the Mortal Realm— a Mortal Disciple.

So, from what I've read, there's eight techniques in all... And that's Qi Awareness Meditation, Dantian Activation, Four Pillars Stance, Breath Harmonization Technique, Vital Pulse Visualization... then the uh, what's it called again, ah, yes, the Three Harmonies Breath, Steadfast Mountain Posture and lastly, the Qi Channeling Mudra. It sounds like a lot of work considering it's just to learn how to circulate spiritual energy and whatnot.

He settled onto the veranda of his wooden house and, assuming a meditative posture, murmured, "Time to begin the Qi Awareness Meditation."

Closing his eyes, he assumed a meditative posture, placing one hand on top of the other with thumbs lightly touching.

He focused on his breath, inhaling slowly through the nose and exhaling through the mouth.

With mental attention directed to his body, he cultivated awareness of the Qi flow within.

...

After an hour of deep meditation, he felt a gentle hand touch his shoulders.

However, he maintained his focus.

Soon after, these feminine hands tenderly curled around his chest.

Gradually, these feminine hands slipped into his robe, delicately tracing his chest and caressing his abdominal muscles. The mysterious woman behind him leaned in, planting a soft kiss on his neck.

"Mnnnn~~ So good~~"

She said this while inhaling his scent.

With a slow, deliberate motion, she rolled out her warm, wet tongue and lightly licked his neck multiple times. Each time, her tongue slowly ran up his neck and gently left a trail of saliva that initially felt hot but slowly cooled down as it rolled down Yang Wei's neck.

"You do taste as nice as you smell," said the woman.

"Huh?" said a puzzled Yang Wei.

Meanwhile, her hands ventured lower, her fingers slipping into his pants.

With every inch closer she got, the more her body heated up.

Feeling the warmth of a woman's presence behind him, Yang Wei moved quick enough to vanish and reappear behind the woman.

She stumbled forward, but he grasped her by the hair, asserting his dominance.

"Ahnnn~!"

The sudden, forceful yank on her hair startled her, triggering a reflexive cough while her tongue stuck out. The intense sensation arched her back involuntarily, accentuating the curve of her huge buttocks.

"Who are you?" Yang Wei firmly asked.

The woman turned to face him, meeting his gaze with her own, unfazed by his forcefulness.

"I've never been treated this way before, but I must admit, I rather like it."

The seductive look in her eyes was proof of that.

"Who are you?" Yang Wei asked again.

The young woman elegantly placed a finger on her chin and let out a melodious laugh. "Oh my, how rude of me! I haven't properly introduced myself," she exclaimed, clearing her throat before continuing, "I am Mu Lin, the second daughter of Chief Mu, the elder of this peak."

Yang Wei, with a bemused expression, released the lock of Mu Lin's hair.

Glad she introduced herself properly; don't want any issues with Lingxi's father. Whoof, fathers with their daughters... If I'd crossed a line with her, trouble would be knocking. Reminds me of the time I tasted the two daughters of a 3rd Magic King. Turns out they were virgins, and he lost it. Tried to take me down, but he couldn't even make me bleed. Funny thing is, his girls were the ones bleeding after I took their virginity.

He sighed as he held his head in his hand.

With her hair no longer being pulled by Yang Wei, Mu Lin pouted, saying, "Aw, I was enjoying that. You should've pulled a little harder, it was just getting good."

Ignoring her playful banter, Yang Wei quietly observed Mu Lin, taking in the details of her appearance – her long black hair, enchanting brown eyes, and the striking black and gold robes she wore. "So you're the younger sister Lingxi mentioned," he remarked thoughtfully.

Rising gracefully, Mu Lin adjusted her crown-like hair jewelry and brushed off her dress.

Confidence exuded from her as she placed her hands on her waist and addressed Yang Wei, "Wow, I'm surprised."

"What?" Yang Wei lifted an eyebrow.

"It's the first time in decades that a man has called my big sister's name without any form of respect. I wonder why you male cultivators can't accept that women hold more power now."

Yang Wei simply observed Mu Lin.

Without care fore whether or not he was listening, Mu Lin proudly continued to speak.

"If it weren't for our kindness, we'd have wiped out all of you."

She paused, then contradicted herself with a sly smile.

"But then again, if we killed all male cultivators, we'd be left with just ordinary men. Disgusting. Since I'm still a virgin, I'd rather not settle for that."

Yang Wei's eyes narrowed as he retorted, "Is it appropriate to discuss such matters with me?"

Mu Lin smirked and playfully chided, "Come on, you're a big boy, you can handle it. There's nothing wrong with discussing my virginity with you."

Yang Wei's voice turned firm, "Is that why you were trying to romance me? Do you do this with every man you meet?"

Mu Lin laughed, replying, "Believe it or not, you're the first man I've considered. Most of the capable men in the Mashyan World are either married or... well, not from this world."

Confidently, she walked towards Yang Wei and stopped in front of him, her eyes locked on his, a seductive smile bold on her lips.