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

"Yuying..."

"...Yuying."

"YUYING!"

After hearing her name called several times, Sun Yuying slowly fluttered her eyes open and the first thing she saw was Yang Wei's face, staring at her with his usual expression and big blue eyes.

"Oh, you're awake!" Yang Wei smiled down at her.

Sun Yuying's gaze shifted to the side and realized she wasn't on the ground; no, she was actually being carried by Yang Wei.

Looking back at him, her face turned a light shade of red.

Y-, YANG WEI?!

"W-why are... you so..." her voice trailed off, as if embarrassed to finish her question.

"Huh?" Yang Wei asked, "Could you say that again? I couldn't hear you."

Sun Yuying twiddled her thumbs, her face a bit red. "I-, I said... why're you, you know, c-carrying me..." Her breathing started to pick up, and she felt uncomfortable, her chest rising and falling heavily with each breath.

A little confused, Yang Wei lifted her body up a bit more and pressed his cheek against her forehead. "Are you sure you're okay? You're kind of red, and you're burning up a bit too.."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Feeling his cheek on her forehead made Sun Yuying panic, and she waved her hand like a fish out of water, squeaking, "K-Kyyaaaa!"

This surprised Yang Wei, and he pulled his head away, looking at her as she continued to breathe heavily and avoid his gaze.

What's he doing so close~ Mmm, it just feels so... so...

Even though Sun Yuying looked uncomfortable, Yang Wei stayed very close to her. "Hm, you still look a little feverish," he told her.

From twiddling her thumbs, she started to wave her hands dismissively as she assured him, "I-, I really am fine, you don't need to wo-"

Instead of letting her finish, Yang Wei lifted her up again and pressed the side of his face against her chest, trying to feel her heartbeat. "Mmhnn, yes, it seems your heart is beating somewhat fast," he said, burying his face more into her breasts. Sun Yuying couldn't tell if he was really checking her heartbeat or just trying to get a feel of her chest.

Either way, when things got too uncomfortable, she jumped out of his arms and landed on her feet, walking back slowly. "U-, uh, I don't think all that's necessary..." she said, unable to look him in the face, her eyes avoiding his gaze.

Yang Wei tilted his head.

But I'm genuinely worried about her... then again, I bet she'd feel awkward about stuff like that, especially since she doesn't exactly see me as a decent person most of the time, not to mention her history with men. *sigh* I get it completely.

He quickly appeared right in front of her.

It startled Sun Yuying, who screamed a bit. "Geeeee!" She was already on edge from all the moves Yang Wei had made on her since she woke up, so anything could easily startle her. "W-, what's the m-matter?" she managed to ask.

Yang Wei leaned forward, rubbing his chin as he scrutinized her. "Hmm, at least I'm glad your eyes have gone back to their normal, beautiful color," he sighed with relief. "That's much better..."

In the end, Sun Yuying was the most confused of all. She struggled to piece together her memories, barely able to recall anything recent.

Sensing her confusion, Yang Wei asked, "So, what's the last thing you remember?"

Sun Yuying scratched her head, humming thoughtfully. Despite a headache and a sharp pain in her chest, she tried to recollect. "Well, uh," she began, "I remember refining my true dragon sword and then coming to the Blue Steam Mountain, I think? There's also this black-haired woman I saw with purple eyes like mine..."

"Elaborate?" Yang Wei raised an eyebrow, leaning closer with interest.

Well, it's not surprising that she doesn't remember much. And I can sense another presence inside her... It could be her dual personality. I mean, after fighting her, I'm more inclined to believe that. Besides all the feats she pulled off, one thing that stood out was how different she seemed back then, like she wasn't the Yuying I know.

Sun Yuying closed her eyes, attempting to retrieve more memories, but they seemed to slip away like sand through her fingers. Frustrated, she sighed, "I-, I can't remember anything!"

Yang Wei placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Yuying, it's okay if you can't reme—"

Before he could finish, Sun Yuying exploded, "NO! It's not okay! Every time something important or tragic happens, my mind tries to protect me by making me forget it all. Does it think I'm that weak?!" she vented, stomping her foot.

A voice interrupted them.

"No, you are far from weak."

Just hearing that voice, with its ancient intonation, made both Yang Wei and Sun Yuying eagerly look around to find its source. Their search didn't stop until a woman, with an ocean of black hair, mysterious purple eyes, a silent demeanor, and skin as rare and pure as jade, stepped out of Sun Yuying's body like an astral projection.

Sun Yuying took a step back, wary of the woman before her. "Who are you?!" she demanded, her tone anything but friendly. If her spiritual energy wasn't so weak, she'd have already attacked.

The woman, calm and composed, replied, "Divine Mother Sword Array, but you can simply call me Lingyu... I'm your lost twin sister." Her words were delivered with such ease that neither Yang Wei nor Sun Yuying could be shocked; it seemed perfectly natural coming from Lingyu.

Sun Yuying's mouth hung open in disbelief.

W-, what in the world is she insinuating...?!

Lingyu's emergence from her own body made the claim seem plausible, if not outright believable. Sun Yuying eased out of her offensive stance and questioned, "How can I be sure that you are? I mean, aside from the purple eyes, what else do we have in common? Not our hair, not even our last names nor appearance... it wouldn't be unreasonable to think you're trying to trick me."

Lingyu walked closer, clasping her hands behind her back. "True, we may not share physical similarities or memories. But to know one's true self, you need only look into their eyes. No matter how appearances change, the eyes reflect the soul..." She stood face-to-face with Sun Yuying, locking gazes. "Look into my eyes and tell me you don't see yourself in them."

With a shared soul, it was effortless for Sun Yuying to recognize her own presence reflected in Lingyu's eyes. No squinting or deep thought required—she simply looked and saw the truth.

"Y-, you're really telling the truth…" Sun Yuying replied, stunned.

Lingyu nodded calmly. "And I assure you that you're far from weak. Your soul is born from two primordial spirits, so no matter what, you were destined to ascend as a realm-shaking cultivator."

A faint blush tinted Sun Yuying's cheeks as she adjusted some stray hair strands and said, "Geez, we barely know each other and you're already trying to flatter me."

Lingyu shook her head gently and placed her slender hand on Sun Yuying's chest. "I fused my Golden Star Cells with your Harmony Earth Veins, and during the fusion of our soul fragments, I was able to force a major breakthrough for us."

A little confused, Sun Yuying tilted her head. "I… don't follow. What major breakthrough?"

Lingyu closed her eyes. "Focus on your inner self, and you'll be able to sense it."

Sun Yuying closed her eyes and concentrated on the area of her chest where Lingyu's hand rested.

Hmm, I never sensed it until now, that sharp pain in my chest wasn't something normal, was it...

Instantly, she felt something different—a Golden Core!

Her eyes flew open in surprise. "Wait! I'm a Core Formation-level cultivator?!"

Lingyu smiled gently and nodded. "Indeed, you are." Read latest stories on empire

Yang Wei's eyes widened in disbelief. "HUH?!"