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

43  Big Sister Liu Yan's Rare Expression, the Charismatic Junior's Bold Move.

Inside the Dragon Vein Spirit Pool was pretty much what you'd expect – dark, with only torches along the walls for light.

It looked like a maze with caves popping up at every turn.

There were Qi suppression arrays to make sure one cultivator's Qi didn't mess with another's.

Back in the day, it caused several fights in the sect and, expectedly, lots of deaths. Unsurprisingly, it was mostly the women wiping out the men who thought they could challenge them.

"Good day, Senior Sister."

"Good day, Senior Sister Liu."

In the tunnels filled with disciples, both juniors and seniors paid their respects to Liu Yan, bowing their heads as a show of respect.

All she did was nod in response.

As a core disciple born into the sect, she carried the weight of Grandmaster Lin Feng's lineage.

Walking side by side, Yang Wei and Liu Yan navigated the occupied passageways.

Liu Yan kept her gaze forward. "Is your Senior Sister Lingxi still in seclusion?" she casually asked him.

Thoughtfully rubbing his chin, he replied, "Well, she hasn't come see me, so I'll assume she still is."

Liu Yan raised an eyebrow and suggested, "If it matters to you, maybe you should ask Senior Brother Zhong if she's out of seclusion?"

"Well, I recall him mentioning something about her revitalizing her Nascent Soul for at least a month."

 "Oh, I see."

Continuing their stroll, Liu Yan unexpectedly offered guidance to Yang Wei.

"Since you're still a newcomer, if there's anything you don't understand, don't hesitate to ask me."

Yang Wei wore a prideful smile and nodded as if he appreciated her manners - like he was doing her a favor. However, he quickly shifted to a more modest expression, telling her, "Thank you, Big Sister Liu, but I wouldn't dare trouble you with my insignificant matters. If you need a helping hand, feel free to ask me, though."

She's probably already taken with me. I mean, who wouldn't be? The men in this world don't have my charisma and charm, so naturally, she hasn't come across someone this impressive in a while. But, I should play it cool, act a bit modest to get even more brownie points.

"Hm?" Liu Yan raised an eyebrow. After, she resumed her usual expressionless demeanor. "How nice of you," she said dryly, adjusting her glasses. "Still, I'm a bit surprised you're acting this respectful, considering how strong and arrogant Wang Hao described you to be." She glanced at him with a hint of suspicion, yet her expression remained plain.

"Wang Hao?" Yang Wei blinked rapidly, his curiosity piqued by the familiar name.

Liu Yan's eyes widened slightly; she looked ahead, folded her arms, causing her sizable breasts to bounce a bit. "That's right," she said. "You've met Wang Hao but might not know his name." She explained further, "He's one of the disciples who tried to stop you when you first entered the sect."

"There were quite a lot," Yang Wei remarked.

Liu Yan specified, "The noisy one."

"Oh, you mean the bald one," he recalled.

The bald one? Is that seriously the only thing he can remember about a disciple at the fourth level of Core Formation? She thought with disappointment.

Awkwardly staring at him, Liu Yan replied, "Uh, yes, the bald one. But it'd be better if you called him Wang Hao."

Yang Wei nodded, "Sure, I can do that." A lie, of course.

"So, I was thinking…"

Before Liu Yan could say more, Yang Wei suddenly stepped in front of her. She almost bumped into him, and memories of the last collision were already playing in her mind – the face-sitting incident. But he quickly put his sturdy hands on her slim shoulders, holding her in place.

"Big Sister," he said.

Liu Yan gazed into his slender blue eyes and asked, "What're you... doing?" The way she asked hinted at some anger in her voice. After all, a lady as refined as her wouldn't appreciate being casually touched by a man. But there was a bit of satisfaction in her tone, like she was pleased for some reason.

However, Yang Wei didn't bother answering her question; he just kept staring at her.

Liu Yan's beautiful green eyes shifted from side to side, checking out all the disciples who were awkwardly watching them.

For the disciples, it was probably easy to count all the facial expressions their Big Sister Liu made in a day, and this was one of the rare ones.

Liu Yan warned him, "Stop this, Yang Wei. I'll be forced to punish you for doing this." Her voice remained stern, yet there was an underlying welcome to it.

Yang Wei kept his eyes on her.

Equally, Liu Yan couldn't remove hers from his.

Checking him out up close, Liu Yan now totally got why Yang Wei was so good-looking. He had a face that just worked – everything in the right place, those sharp and expressive blue gem-like eyes, elegant hair, and that confidence every woman craved for.

Yang Wei spoke his mind. "All the things that baldy, Wang Hao, and that groaning Wang Zhang said… do you really think that of me? Do you really see me as a cruel, blood scorpion?"

Liu Yan didn't answer.

Her mind was flooded with thoughts.

It's been sixty years, no, actually, more than sixty years since I even thought about sharing something special with a man. Either it was because of some pride feeling that women are superior or maybe because no man really caught my eye, not even Mu Zhong…

I'm not saying I'm into this disciple, Yang Wei, but I wouldn't feel right if I gave him the cold shoulder. He's good-looking, even more than most of the juniors and seniors in this sect, and beyond that, he's got this easy-to-be-around personality. But is that really all he wants to know?

The onlooking disciples were already scared for Yang Wei.

"He's dead now..."

"Look how he's so casual with Big Sister!"

Unfazed by their concern, Yang Wei tightened his grip on Liu Yan's slender shoulders. It was a way to physically express his worries.

"Big Sister, I, Yang Wei, would be devastated if you thought of me as a cruel blood scorpion."

Liu Yan, blushing slightly but not flustered, placed a hand over her mouth and averted her gaze. She assured him,"I don't think of you as such. In fact, I find your charming personality quite… pleasing~" Her words were a little muffled by her hand.

Yang Wei, releasing his hold on her shoulders, grinned. "I'm glad you think kindly of me," he said.

Now, let's aim for a friendly vibe from here on. I'll stick to that; she's been around the sect long enough to build some solid connections, plus, her spiritual roots are exceptional. Yang Wei thought calmly.

Liu Yan, transitioning from her softened expression to her usual stern appearance, told him, "Well, I should be taking my leave now, I've spent more time here than I planned to."

"Oh?" Yang Wei raised an eyebrow. "I completely understand." He nodded respectfully. "I hope we see each other again soon."

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