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

Guo Xiaomei's hands glided down from his shoulders to his chest, applying gentle pressure as she rubbed him with increasing fervor. With a lewd smile, she squeezed and groped his muscular chest, her gaze fixed on his. "Wouldn't you want to enjoy such a commitment~?" she teased with her honey-sweet voice. "Just imagine all the perks you'd gain from becoming my disciple. Wouldn't that be... fun~?"

Yang Wei remained silent, his expression unchanged.

Guo Xiaomei kept her gaze locked on him, her green eyes meeting his blue ones as she waited for him to speak.

And finally, he did. "I simply want to refine a pill, not change my entire peak."

Undeterred, Guo Xiaomei continued, "Are you sure that's all you want to do~?" She giggled flirtatiously, removing her knee from between his legs to give his cock a moment to breathe. Lowering her hand, she gently cupped his bulge, applying a sensual yet tight squeeze to his shaft.

Even through his pants, she could feel the throbbing hardness of his thing, surprising even Yang Wei with her skilled touch.

Raising an eyebrow, Yang Wei calmly asked, "Couldn't I call this harassment?"

Certainly, harassment like this was common, especially compared to what more attractive and competent men in the Mashyan World endured. Some would frequently get hit on and coerced into bed by women. Guo Xiaomei, in contrast, showed respect to competent men like Yang Wei, making her behavior seem much milder.

Leaning in until her waiting lips barely brushed against his, Guo Xiaomei whispered, "But aren't you enjoying it~? Just a little more and you could be in bed with an older woman like me~ isn't that what young men your age fantasize about~?" Her cheeks turned a pale pink colour that made her appear even perverted.

"Don't you want that~~?" she cooed, continuing to massage his meat with gentle squeezes and twists, hoping to elicit a reaction.

But Yang Wei remained impassive - his rod was hard, but his face wasn't showing any sort of arousal.

This woman probably thinks she's clever, nevertheless she knows how to use her seductive skills, like many other women out there. I'm familiar with this trick all too well. She'll lure me into joining her peak just as things are heating up between us, then suggest we slow things down.

After that, she'll keep me hooked while I'm her disciple, and even if I were to leave, other peaks might see me as disloyal and not welcome me.

Leaving me stuck with her...

Guo Xiaomei wasn't getting a response.

She urged him on, coaxing, "Come on, you know you want to~"

Before Yang Wei could respond, the door burst open.

BAM!!

A powerful feminine voice exclaimed.

"HE ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT WANT TO!"

Startled, Yang Wei looked toward the door, puzzled. "Eh?"

On the flip side, Guo Xiaomei was fuming over the interruption, not even bothering to turn around yet.

Who dares interrupt me at such a crucial moment?!

Her anger was palpable, making her teeth grind like they were about to turn to dust. Finally, she shot a furious glance back and spotted the figure at the door. It was none other than Huo Zirou, and she looked anything but pleased.

"Zirou?" said both Yang Wei and Guo Xiaomei.

Terrible.

The only word one could use to describe the current scene

Guo Xiaomei and Huo Zirou both looked very displeased to see each other.

This had to be the worst scenario Huo Zirou could have stumbled into. The man she'd been fixating on for months, plotting how to convince him to dual cultivate with her, was currently being intimately grabbed by the balls by her long-standing rival from their earlier days in the Dragon Blossom Sect.

Guo Xiaomei's gaze shifted to Xie Xiang, who stood behind Huo Zirou. "Explain, now," Guo Xiaomei commanded, her tone firm.

Xie Xiang bowed her head repeatedly, looking like a broken toy that couldn't stop apologizing. "Peak Chief, I'm sorry," she began, keeping her head down and speaking with remorse. "I tried to explain to Pill Master Huo that you were busy with another guest, but she wouldn't listen."

Huo Zirou frowned at Xie Xiang's explanation. "Are you implying that you would try to stop me, Huo Zirou, Master of the Huo Pill Pavilion and a Nascent Soul cultivator?" she questioned with a sharp tone.

With her prestigious reputation spreading across Tiancheng City and much of the Linwu Kingdom, Huo Zirou could stroll into any peak of the Dragon Blossom Sect without a second thought. She wielded authority akin to the peak chiefs, despite no longer being part of the sect.

Xie Xiang immediately bowed her head again, showing absolute respect for Huo Zirou. "I am slow-witted. I would never dare to do such a thing," she replied earnestly. "I didn't mean it in such a way. Please forgive this foolish disciple for her mistake."

Huo Zirou didn't say a word.

Instead, she turned her attention back to Guo Xiaomei and Yang Wei, completely ignoring Xie Xiang's apologetic rambling.

Xie Xiang lifted her head, visibly uneasy at the prospect of two Apothecary Grandmasters in one room. She just wanted to be anywhere else at that moment.

This is so uncomfortable...

At that moment, if she'd known that Yang Wei was also an Apothecary Grandmaster with more potential than the other two, she would've convulsed and gone unconscious on the spot.

However, her anxiety was momentarily forgotten when she glanced back at Guo Xiaomei and noticed something she hadn't seen before.

"Eh..." she uttered.

Guo Xiaomei was intimately leaning on Yang Wei, her slender hand tightly gripping the bulge in his crotch.

"W-what are you..." Xie Xiang's face flushed red, feeling incredibly uncomfortable at the indecent sight. She trembled as if she might collapse at any moment.

Soon, all three in the room noticed Xie Xiang's reaction - she was vibrating like someone who was epileptic.

With genuine care, Guo Xiaomei asked, "Martial niece, what's wrong? Are you alright?" However, her hand remained firmly gripping Yang Wei's bulge as if it were no big deal.

Xie Xiang's finger trembled as she pointed at the spot Guo Xiaomei was touching Yang Wei, struggling to articulate her shock. "Wh-why are you touching him there?" she managed to stammer out, her voice barely audible. She never expected her peak chief to behave so lecherously, especially towards a younger man.

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Guo Xiaomei released her grip on Yang Wei's bulge and sat up slightly, pouring herself a cup of rice wine. "Oh, come on, grow up," she chided Xie Xiang, taking a sip of her wine. "This should be normal for someone your age. Don't act like you're not a grown woman."

As Xie Xiang continued to stutter, unsure of what to say next, Guo Xiaomei sighed and dismissed her. "If that's all, you can go and work on that pill recipe I gave you," she said in a calm, yet dismissive tone.

Xie Xiang left with wide eyes and a pale face, still reeling from the encounter. To her, that was forever the greatest shock of her young adulthood.

Guo Xiaomei turned her attention back to Yang Wei, leaning away from him. "We'll finish this up later~" she said, a hint of flirtation in her voice.

Yang Wei shook his head firmly. "No, we won't," he replied bluntly.

I only came here to ask for help to make my pill... how did all this even happen?!

Guo Xiaomei flashed him a smile and a flirtatious wink. "We'll see," she teased before turning to Huo Zirou, her expression becoming more serious; it was like she'd just seen something she didn't like and it spoilt her mood.

"So, Zirou, what brings you here... uninvited?"

For rivals and close friends who once served under a single master, there was no friendliness in her tone.

Yang Wei pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily.

I'm going to regret this... won't I?