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

Huo Zirou.

She was stunning, radiating elegance and beauty.

If she wanted to turn heads with her seductive charm, she could easily pull it off, but in her natural state, she was simply perfect. Despite her age being a tad exaggerated, she could easily pass for her late 30s or early 30s.

Her facial expression exuded confidence and sophistication.

Her skin was flawless—a fair, porcelain-like skin that resembled ivory kissed by frost, she didn't need any makeup to enhance her beauty.

Her lips had a luscious, peachy hue.

Her hair, much like Huo Yue's light blue locks but longer, added to her attraction.

She also wore a strawhat.

And, her tight daoist robes concealed her sexy figure, yet the slender yet voluptuous curves of her body made both her huge breasts and buttocks shoot out—like a slight misplace of her breath would make these meaty chunks burst out of her clothes.

In simpler terms, she was right down Yang Wei's alley.

To him, this was an older version of Huo Yue, and he wanted to see her so embarrassed in her sexiest state... her sweet, wet, silk purse sensually dragged open.

...

The apothecary senior, outraged by Yang Wei's disrespectful words, advanced as if to strike him. But when he met Yang Wei's cold stare, a hint of panic flashed across his face, quickly hidden as he shouted, "H-how dare you disrespect the great Pill Master Huo! Are you truly so arrogant as to demand to see her j-j-jade gate?"

His words ignited the fury of the other apothecary disciples, leading to a chorus of angry shouts directed at Yang Wei.

With zero care, Yang Wei continued to calmly fan himself and smile as the uproar surrounded him.

Deng Rulan, with her arms folded, wore a look of surprise.

"Well, well, he's quite gutsy," she remarked.

Hu Meizhen, pouting, glanced at Yang Wei before turning to Deng Rulan. "Sister Deng, don't tell me you're into gutsy men!" she complained.

Deng Rulan smiled and gently tickled Hu Meizhen's chin. "Of course not, after all, men are scum," she replied.

Hu Meizhen chuckled and hugged Deng Rulan's curvaceous waist tightly, purring in satisfaction.

Deng Rulan then turned to Liu Yan. "What do you think about this new development from Yang Wei?" she asked . "If he's such a lecherous man, it'll be quite easy for us to lure him into our sect."

Liu Yan adjusted her hair bangs thoughtfully. "Maybe," she replied, "I haven't seen enough of him to know."

Still, I didn't think Yang Wei would be... so perverted. Truthfully, it's a bit disappointing.

Deng Rulan raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Does that mean you like seeing so much of him?" she teased.

Liu Yan folded her arms and looked away. "Well, that wouldn't necessarily be a bad idea," she admitted.

What am I even saying? she thought calmly.

Hu Meizhen interjected with her usual bullying of "Yang Mi". "Boo-hoo! She's so boring and in love! Blegh, does it have to be with a man," she exclaimed, rolling her eyes.

Liu Yan clarified, "I'm not in love with anyone," before redirecting her attention to the unfolding scene.

Especially not him, I just find his presence more endearing than most other men...

...

The apothecary senior, as well as several other disciples of the Pill Pavilion, had a lot more to scream about. They wanted to drown the nonchalant Yang Wei in a pool of furious screams.

Huo Zirou silenced the apothecary senior with a stern look. "Be quiet," she commanded.

The apothecary senior tried to protest, "But, Pill Master Huo, he's—"

Huo Zirou's glare tightened, and he immediately fell silent, wisely deciding to leave some well-deserved space.

Turning her attention back to Yang Wei, Huo Zirou acknowledged his audacious words with a simple nod. She said, "You've made your two conditions. But that also means the trial's difficulty has increased. If you want to see it... then I won't make the task something as cheap as refining a fourth-grade pill. After all, I've never spread my legs open for any man."

Yang Wei smirked smugly. "You haven't spread your legs for any man?" those words sounded like music to his ears. "Well, this should be a good change of pace, then."

The apothecary disciples seethed with anger at Yang Wei's audacity.

How dare he make such a request?

Ignoring their murmurs, Huo Zirou continued, "I'll give you a large set of medicinal manuals. You'll have to use them to accomplish something impressive."

Yang Wei remained silent, waiting for her next move.

Huo Zirou proposed, "Is that a deal?"

Yang Wei nodded confidently. "Bring out the manuals. This should be fun."

But Huo Zirou held up a hand. "Wait a minute."

"Hm?"

"That was only my first condition."

"Another one?" Yang Wei lifted an eyebrow.

Huo Zirou kept her indifferent expression steady. "You had two did you not... I believe I should too, and of course, the next one will be in my favor. Why participate if I have nothing to gain?"

After a sigh, Yang Wei agreed. "Fine."

Huo Zirou adjusted her straw hat, and a devious smile appeared on her full, peachy lips. "If you fail to impress me and everyone else here, you'll have to chop off your gentleman pearls."

"Eh?"

Not being the type of woman to use vulgar words, she chose a more fitting... testicular terminology.

Every man present instinctively protected their crotch at the mention. The fingers desperately clutched their balls like claws of protection.

After all, this wouldn't be the first time Huo Zirou talked about chopping off a man's ornaments.

"I remember the time those disciples tried to peep at the Pill Master's naked body!"

"She ripped their balls out of their d-dicks!"

"NO! I heard she crushed them!"

This was exactly what Huo Zirou wanted. The challenge wasn't really about going through with it; it was more like a waiting game to see who would cave first. So when Yang Wei suggested seeing her jade gate as a condition, she didn't hesitate because she had a counter ready. She knew no man would risk it. If he agreed to getting his balls chopped off, he'd be sacrificing his entire bloodline.

Now, let's watch him surrender... she thought.

But Yang Wei remained unfazed. "Sure, sounds like a great idea. Although, you'd probably have more fun sucking them than chopping them off."

The apothecary senior erupted in anger. "You insolent bastard!"

But Huo Zirou quickly shut him down. "Shut your mouth. You're the reason we're in this situation. Get out and get the manuals." Huo Zirou was already sweating, she was barely able to keep her composure.

The apothecary senior bowed his head, apologizing, "My apologies, Pill Master."

Yang Wei snickered behind his fan as he watched the senior get the disgrace he deserved.

Huo Zirou took a long look at him.

He's awfully calm about everything. Could it be an act? No, I'd easily discern that. So, what's really going on in his head? There's no way he's skilled enough to refine a fourth or fifth-grade... I mean, that's the only thing that would impress me, honestly.

After all, you're only an Apothecary Grandmaster if you can brew at least fifth-grade pills.