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

After a year of being inactive, the cultivation world had stopped talking about Yang Wei and shifted its focus to the Heavenly Demon Master, Su Meirong.

There was no clear information on whether she was truly back in the Lower Regions, but people still discussed how she was reclaiming clans in the Land of Supremes.

Some individuals had gone there to see for themselves, but no one had actually caught sight of her. They deeply hoped to gaze upon her supposedly transcendent beauty.

However, many people started to care less about news of her once Yang Wei made his return to the Celestial Serpent Sect. The news of his return spread like wildfire across the cultivation world, and everyone soon knew he had formed a celestial gold core!

This was an achievement everyone aspired to, no matter how impossible it seemed. A celestial gold core was truly peerless, putting its holder in a league of their own, only matchable by someone with an equal gold core grade──a rarity like a lightless star.

For some sects, this news was exciting; they knew they could tell their children they lived in an era where a cultivator had formed a celestial gold core. However, other sects, like the Empyrean Thunder Sect or the Chiwen Flame Sect, saw this as a threat. They always kept their eyes on the Celestial Serpent Sect and all its movements.

There were many sect-political schemes and plots involved in the overall situation, but none of that interested Yang Wei much. He was occupied with his duties as a grand elder, or more simply, a peak chief.

He hadn't yet used his authority to do much of anything, but he had been planning something with Wu Fengtian for quite some time, and it was time to put those plans into action.

Undoubtedly, not a single request by Yang Wei would ever be denied in the Celestial Serpent Sect. So, in less than two weeks, he had a whole collection of medicinal plants and herbs in his possession. The spirit plants he studied during his year-long seclusion were somehow supplied to him, even though he initially thought they'd be impossible to find.

Guo Xiaomei went out of her way to ensure he had the highest grade possible, even spirit-refining them with her own hands.

Yang Wei initially suspected she was doing this to get the medicinal manual that simplified the Dao of Spirit-forging Alchemy from him. But now, he believed she was just being generous.

With all that he now had, he was confident he could refine the pill he'd been preparing for since he first set foot in Tiancheng City!

Now deeply connected to the Dao of Medicine, the only person in the sect better than him at pill refinement was Elder Qian.

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Currently, Yang Wei and Wu Fengtian were on the Serpent's Spire.

It was very familiar location to them.

Where Yang Wei had fought and defeated Yuan Po, which in turn had driven Wu Fengtian to become stronger.

"So, Senior Brother Yang, do you really plan to refine this...?" Wu Fengtian had already forgotten the name of the pill.

"A quasi-Blood Dragon-Strengthening Pill," Yang Wei said precisely.

Such a pill had never been heard of before, so it wasn't surprising that Wu Fengtian didn't remember it.

The recipe for the Blood Dragon-Strengthening Pill was sealed away in the Blood Emperor's medicinal manual, making it inaccessible. No one bothered with such a pill because it required delving deep into the dark arts of blood cultivation, risking madness in the process.

In truth, Wu Fengtian was scared for his Senior Brother. He feared Yang Wei had become so desperate for power that he would attempt to refine a quasi version of the pill.

"Senior Brother, I don't thi─" Wu Fengtian started.

But Yang Wei didn't wait to hear what he had to say. He spread out the wide sleeve of his left hand and tucked it behind his back.

"Feng, stand guard for me. On the orders of the Fate Defying Elder, no one, regardless of status, is to come within a 30-meter radius of the Serpent's Spire."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He walked elegantly into the wild vegetation.

After bowing his head to Yang Wei's retreating figure, Wu Fengtian sat in a lotus position. "I'll just cultivate until Senior Brother has finished refining his pill." He performed a meditative mudra and started drawing in spiritual energy.

...

Meanwhile, Yang Wei sat at the highest point of the Serpent's Spire, believing the feng shui there was the best.

He was seated in the traditional lotus position and his palms were clasped together in a gesture of prayer.

This was not the same Yang Wei who had formed a celestial gold core or condensed a supreme dragon sword. He looked like a picture-perfect cultivator. One at peace with the world.

Hrmm...

Remember, Yang Wei... The true power of this inheritance lies not in the pill, the quality of herbs, or how well they're refined, but in the boundless potential of the human spirit.

Yang Wei had rewritten and reviewed the formula for the quasi-Blood Dragon-Strengthening Pill hundreds, if not thousands, of times and was completely certain it was now perfect.

Humph~~!

He opened his eyes, and a surge of spiritual energy spread out from his body in all directions, slicing through the wind like butter.

He performed several double-handed incantation gestures before finally shooting two fingers forward. A powerful beam of spiritual energy blasted from his fingertips, and his spirit root transformed into a spiritual furnace──a massive cauldron that glowed a blinding blue.

This pill furnace would never break as long as his will remained unbreakable. If he faltered, his spirit root and cultivation would be destroyed!

Tianyi, who had been resting in Yang Wei's storage pouch, knew this was a serious pill refinement process.

Rawr~!

The little golden dragon jumped out of the pouch, landing about six meters away, and watched intently.

Raawr~~?

Tilting his head, Tianyi observed his master, who was deeply immersed in brewing what could be his ultimate work: a twelfth-grade pill!

Yang Wei was already sweating, showing the strain from the absence of his spirit root in his body. However, his celestial gold core and formidable physical refinement kept him conscious.

With a powerful wave of both hands, Yang Wei created a huge swirling blue rift in space above him that glowed with heavenly light.

All the medicinal plants and herbs have already been refined by Xiaomei, even the spirit plants. All I have to focus on now is processing them perfectly!

His hand movements were simple, but each felt like a new, unique technique. As his hands slid through the air, more and more refined herbs gushed out of the rift, crushed into the finest particles, and flowed like a stream into Yang Wei's spiritual furnace.

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RUUUUUUMBLE~!

About five days had passed, and Yang Wei was still at it.

Occasionally, a powerful blue beam would shoot up to the heavens, causing everything to rumble.

Many disciples, from core to outer sect, watched from as far away as they could, using their enhanced sight or special treasures to see from a distance.

"What in the world is he brewing?" Liang Xinyue asked.

She wasn't an expert in the Dao of Medicine, so she could only watch with limited understanding.

Matriarch Fangblade was equally lost. "I wish I knew."

The other matriarchs just watched in silence.

Finally, an answer came from behind them. . .

"A twelfth-grade pill."

The four matriarchs... Dragon Sun, Fangblade, Venomheart, and Dragon Moon, all turned around.

"Huh?" they all said in surprise.

None of them had any knowledge in the Dao of Medicine; they simply didn't have the patience and endurance required to successfully brew a pill.

"He's used over 3,500 different herbs and spirit plants."

The same voice answered again. It was Elder Qian.

"Oh? Elder Qian." Yuehui Menglong nodded to the beautiful apothecary grandmaster.

Tian Mingxia (Matriarch Fangblade) raised an eyebrow. "3,500 herbs and spirit plants sound like quite a lot. Can he handle that?"

Liang Xinyue remained silent, humming contemplatively.

Elder Qian hovered closer to them. "According to my student, Zirou, it seems Yang Wei has mastered my legacy dao. If that's the case, then there's no pill he can't refine. It's a matter of whether he has a strong enough will."

Liang Xinyue looked down at the disciples who cheered for Yang Wei with all their hearts.

"I can't believe Fate Defying Elder is so gifted in the Dao of Medicine!"

"This is incredible! Every few centuries, an exceptional apothecary disciple emerges from the Green Sanctuary Peak with talent surpassing many, but this is the first time we'll witness one on the same level as Elder Qian, our sect's greatest apothecary grandmaster!"

"This is a moment that will be written in our sect's ancient records! I remember reading about the emergence of a blue light during pill refinement. It signifies that the pill being refined is tenth-grade or higher!"

"This is so exciting!"

"I don't think that will be a problem," The matriarch chuckled.