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

In Yang Wei's cozy, softly lit bedroom, he was nestled in bed with Huo Yue. They were wrapped in a big, soft blanket, sharing gentle snores. Their faces were close together, almost touching noses, and their fingers were affectionately interlocked to create a sort of tender connection.

"Wei Shuai…" Huo Yue mumbled softly in her sleep.

Yang Wei had recently noticed that he sometimes couldn't fall asleep without hearing her gentle snoring. It was like a lullaby that always helped him drift into dreams, ensuring he never had a restless night or bad dream.

"Mmm~" Yang Wei moaned quietly as he shifted to one side of the bed. He smiled, enjoying his slumber.

Suddenly, a small piece of fabric fell on his face.

This fabric had a unique scent—unlike Huo Yue's rosewater fragrance that made him feel like he was floating in heavenly waters. This scent wasn't unpleasant; in fact, it usually woke him up in more ways than one. It had a musky, slightly sweet aroma, with an earthy, tangy, and somewhat acidic characteristic that made it quite strong sniff that would be very overwhelming.

But to summarize, it was a natural, feminine smell.

"Hm?" Yang Wei murmured as he slowly opened his eyes and removed the fabric from his face.

He held it up, puzzled.

"Huh? What's this?" he wondered aloud.

Then, he panicked a bit when he realized what it was──it was the shield placed between the legs of a woman. What was such a foreign item doing on his face?

It surely wasn't Huo Yue's, he knew the smell, texture and color of all her undergarments. The same for Mu Lin and Huo Zirou.

Looking up, he saw a female disciple sitting on his lap, her cheeks flushed an erotic color of pink and there was a sly smile on her face. The look in her eyes was far from innocent; she was clearly there to prove she was ready to become a woman.

Yang Wei could already tell what this woman wanted.

He could feel the hotness of her garden bearing down on his limp eggplant that had just finished satisfying the sleeping Huo Yue. It clearly wasn't ready for another round. How could one carry an unsharpened sword to battle?

"Wh-, what're you doing here, woman?"

That was Yang Wei's first question.

The female disciple sitting on Yang Wei's crotch wore a wide, tempting smile. She pressed her buttocks against his crotch a little and said, "I have come for you to put a baby in me, my esteemed Grand Elder~"

Yang Wei already knew her intentions.

Her attire made it obvious; she was dressed only in her undergarments, which cupped her breasts enticingly, and she wasn't wearing anything to cover her intimate area.

He could feel the raw, fresh wetness of her arousal against his clothed crotch.

The female disciple adjusted herself to comfortably remain on top of him, then leaned forward and placed a soft, alluring hand on his chest. Her long, straight brown hair fell down her back, and as she moved closer, more of her revealing outfit came into view.

Her cleavage spilled out more, right in front of Yang Wei's wide-open eyes.

The woman's expression suggested she was about to kiss him, and the heat from her intimate area showed her desire for a close, satisfying moment with him.

"Woman, you would dare tempt the dragon of your Grand Elder?! And in front of his wife, no less."

Yang Wei's face showed his shock.

The female disciple's cheeks turned even redder, and she gently caressed his shoulder, asking in a honey-sweet voice, "Do you love the way I dressed for you, my elegant lord~?"

It seemed like any statement that didn't involve him spreading her legs wide and plowing her went in one ear and out the other.

"Of course I don't appreciate the way you're dressed!" Yang Wei whispered loudly, trying not to wake his sleeping angel, Huo Yue.

The female disciple completely misinterpreted Yang Wei's statement and said, "Oh~? I guess I should be showing you all of my body, yes?"

She began unbuttoning her top, ready to expose her sizable breasts for Yang Wei to touch. As her cleavage became more visible, Yang Wei felt a strong urge to hit her, but he had vowed not to hit women unless absolutely necessary.

"Get off me, woman!" he demanded, grabbing her shoulders and trying to push her away.

However, the more he pushed, the more her supple buttocks pressed against his crotch, feeling the long, hard shape of his hidden weapon. Her expression turned slovenly, her tongue slipping out as she moaned, "Oh wow~ who would have thought the Grand Elder's lance would be so huge. It's even twitching a little, and I can't wait to have your golden syrup in me~!"

Her voice was loud and erotic.

"No, you don't deserve my syrup!" Yang Wei shouted, finally pushing the woman off him.

She fell back onto the bed but quickly got up, still looking hungry. She crawled toward him like a pantheress, her breasts gently swaying side to side. "Grand Elder, surely you can't say you're not attracted to me and my shapely bo—"

Her statement was abruptly cut off.

Huo Yue stood furiously on the bed with her arms folded and eyes glaring down at the woman trying to tempt her beloved. She looked like an angry angel, her fair, beautiful skin matching the beauty of her white nightgown.

...

In the hallway, He Dongmei was running towards Yang Wei's room with a worried look on her face.

"I can't believe I missed one of those sex-driven female disciples!"

Panic was evident on her otherwise cute face, and she was sweating slightly, showing how long she'd been running. Her hurry to reach her Senior Brother was obvious, but it went beyond that.

In the betrothal trial by fire, there were the Yang Trial and the Yin Trial. Yang Wei was partly done with the former, leaving only the latter.

Yin Trial…

At night, the trials took a darker turn. The female disciples and clan members, representing the Yin force, would test Yang Wei's purity and willpower by trying to tempt and seduce him. To pass this part of the trial, Yang Wei had to resist their advances and stay devoted to Mu Lin.

This wasn't just about avoiding physical temptation but also about overcoming deeper challenges of desire and distraction. Continue reading at empire

Yang Wei had tasked He Dongmei with managing the security team to ensure no female disciple could sneak into the Grand Elder Hall, but one had somehow managed to get in.

He Dongmei was panicking because she didn't want to fail her Senior Brother.

Almost there!

The junior sister continued to run.

She was certain Yang Wei didn't give her said order because he would get tempted; rather, he didn't want anyone to disturb his special time with Huo Yue.

Additionally, Huo Yue wouldn't be happy if everyone kept making a big deal out of Mu Lin and Yang Wei's engagement. He was trying to keep things delicate with his women, and any small slip-up could mess that up.

Senior Brother's worry comes from the fear that any of them might feel insecure and decide to back out. I can't let that happen. I must save Senior Brother's relationship!

She wore a face of determination. "I can't fail Senior Brother. Not today!"

Finally reaching the large doors of Yang Wei's chambers at the end of a vast hallway, He Dongmei smiled in relief. But her relief was short-lived.

BOOOOOM~!

A loud crash echoed from inside Yang Wei's room, and suddenly a woman flew out like a kite caught in a storm, crashing into the opposite wall of the hallway.

"HUH?!" He Dongmei exclaimed in panic.

She watched as the wounded woman struggled to breathe, then turned her attention to the shattered entrance of Yang Wei's chambers.

"W-, wait... Senior Sister?!"

To He Dongmei's shock, it wasn't Yang Wei who had kicked the woman out—it was Huo Yue, clearly furious. The light blue-haired beauty grunted and silently returned to her bed.

Yang Wei stood nearby, chuckling nervously to ease the tension. "Y-, Yue'er, you know I didn't want this to happen, right? She came out of nowhere and tried to sed—"

Huo Yue cut him off, clearly uninterested, and mumbled half-asleep, "Just come to bed and get some rest, you must be tired..."

Yang Wei simply smiled, covering her with a blanket before joining her in bed.

...

Meanwhile, He Dongmei carried the wounded woman, who groaned in pain on her back. "Wow... who knew Senior Sister could get so angry," she muttered as she passed by Huo Zhenwei's room.

The young man emerged, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "What was all that noise?" he asked.

"Eee, Senior Sister just kicked out a woman who tried to seduce Senior Brother from their room."

"Oh..." Huo Zhenwei wasn't surprised his big sister could do such a thing. "Goodnight," he said, returning to bed.

He Dongmei expected him to be a little surprised, but this was apparently normal.