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

Infinite Panopticon.

The Panopticon was a cosmic prison created by the Infinite Law of Immutable Confinement.

Inside its maze-like halls, countless prisoners were trapped, their powers nullified and their spirits crushed under the weight of eternity.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly within the Panopticon, and escape was only a distant hope for those unlucky enough to be held there.

Reality itself obeyed the Panopticon's rules, ensuring that its captives remained imprisoned forever, unable to break free or find any relief from their eternal suffering!

During the Golden Age of Magic, Yang Wei used a powerful spell to imprison several Chaos Lords who posed a threat to the Ghost-Killing Forefather's empire.

These Chaos Lords were beings from higher dimensions, embodiments of endless chaos across countless seasons.

Despite their formidable nature, Yang Wei managed to neutralize their danger by trapping them in the Infinite Panopticon.

Presently, he had used this spell to seal away Emperor Heavenmind and Noble Ghosthorn.

The 『Infinite Panopticon』 spell was Yang Wei's ultimate creation, combining the pinnacle of five Supreme Magics. It existed in a realm so beyond his comprehension that even he couldn't fully grasp its dimensions!

The Panopticon was so profound that Yang Wei couldn't detect any of the beings he imprisoned within it; they were submerged into a state beyond mere non-existence!

Yang Wei lowered his head, letting out a deep sigh.

"They didn't even give me a chance to get any answers from them. But I'm sure I'll get some from Lingxi."

With his hands clasped behind his back, he hovered in his pocket dimension.

Beads of sweat trickled down his temples, a sign of his mental fatigue after facing off against two opponents at the Divine level.

It was no surprise he felt so exhausted.

It had been ages since he tapped into his real mana reservoir instead of relying on the mana core he made, which only channelled a fixed amount of magic energy.

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Groaning slightly from the pain, Mu Lingxi noticed the peacefulness of her surroundings and the comfort of her body.

Before, she had been resting against something hard, and there were occasional noises that made her uncomfortable.

Now, she was lying on something soft, which made her feel at ease.

Hnnnn~~

Her eyes slowly opened, and the first thing she saw was Yang Wei's smiling face.

"──??!"

The brightness in his crystal blue eyes made her scared for a moment, but it only lasted a minute.

She felt like she had seen those eyes before, a feeling that sent shivers down her spine and made her mind tremble.

However, the smile on his face was genuine—this man would never hurt her.

"How are you feeling now? Are you okay?" Yang Wei asked.

He leaned in closer and pressed his hand against her head to check if she had a fever. He was worried because, while he could heal her physical wounds, he couldn't heal any damage to her spirit root, which could lead to spirit wounds.

Feeling his hand on her forehead and smelling his familiar scent so close to her, Mu Lingxi's cheeks turned red. Her big brown eyes had a clear view of Yang Wei's exposed collarbone, which looked prominent and oddly sexy.

The beauty swallowed hard as her cheeks burned even more.

"I-, I'm fine!" she stammered, gently pushing Yang Wei away and hiding her pink face.

The room was dark, but the moonlight streaming through the windows would likely reveal the embarrassment and intense blush on her face.

None of that really caught Yang Wei's attention, though.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

He smiled warmly, just glad she was doing fine.

────Sigh~

"That's good to hear…"

He placed a hand on his chest, feeling like a heavy weight had just been lifted.

While Mu Lingxi knew a bit about how she was saved and who saved her, she still had almost no idea of what had really happened.

"So, what happened with Em──" she started to ask.

But Yang Wei cut her off.

"I sealed him away. He won't be causing anyone any more trouble."

The serious look on his face said it all.

Mu Lingxi didn't need to ask how he did it; she knew better than to underestimate Yang Wei's strength. She had painfully lost to him before, watched him save the Azure Tree, and learned the real reason he had come to the Martial World. All of that was undeniable proof of his excellence.

While she was happy to be saved, she was also angry that she couldn't save herself.

The way she tightened her fist said it all.

Am I really so weak that I can't even save myself? I've trained so hard, putting in all that effort into my cultivation. But it seems like it was all worthless against Heavenmind.

Not wanting to seem ungrateful, she pushed these thoughts aside and turned to Yang Wei.

Then, she asked him,"How did you know to come save me?"

Gently and slowly, Yang Wei's hand reached for Mu Lingxi's face. The closer he got, the more her cheeks turned red. However, his hand made contact with the ornate hair crown on her head instead. Discover hidden tales at empire

"When Heavenmind approached you, it seems he cast some sort of distortion barrier around your courtyard residence. Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have been able to tell you were in danger. But this crown I gave you has intricate magic properties that I could trace."

These words widened Mu Lingxi's eyes.

The beauty immediately realized she'd be telling a different story if she had returned the hair crown to him out of anger.

She had always thought of giving the crown back, partly out of jealousy and partly to show Yang Wei she didn't need him for anything.

It was a childish approach, and she knew it all too well.

Mu Lingxi bowed her head, feeling deeply disappointed in herself.

[ I wanted to return this crown. To toss it back at him, to show him it meant nothing to me. I thought... maybe it would hurt him. Just a little. I wanted him to feel some semblance of the turmoil that's been brewing inside me.

And then there's my sister... I didn't want to speak with her, didn't want to see her. A part of me, a vile, twisted part, wished for her to die a painful death from those spirit wounds.

Just so it would break him...

So I could use that pain to draw closer to him.

What kind of person does that make me? To wish harm on my own blood, just to win over a man? It's monstrous.

I don't even understand why I'm acting this way. Why these thoughts plague me. It's like... I'm losing myself.

Am I in love with Yang Wei?

Is that why?

But if this is love, then I'm a terrible person.

I need to change. This can't be who I am.

I won't let these feelings control me. I won't let them turn me into something I'm not... ]

Mu Lingxi sat with her hands in her lap, fingers gripping the fabric tightly as she began to whimper.

The sound of her sniffling caught Yang Wei's attention.

Placing a hand on her shoulder, he asked softly, "Lingxi, are you okay?" He tried to see her face, but she kept it bowed in shame.

Her whimpering intensified, tears streaming down her cheeks, and mucus running from her nose. "I... I'm sorry, Wei!" she cried out.

Yang Wei didn't care about what she had done; he just wanted her to feel better.

"It doesn't matter what happened. Please, stop crying, okay?"

He attempted to smile, hoping to lighten the mood, but Lingxi continued to sob.

Finally, she lifted her tear-streaked face to look at him.

"I'm such a terrible person!"

Feeling uneasy about her tears, he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug. "I know you are. Just stop crying," he murmured, gently patting her back to soothe her, still smiling to reassure her that he wasn't upset, regardless of what she had done.

Mu Lingxi cried into his arms.

[ I think I might be falling for Yang Wei. But love shouldn't turn me selfish or bitter.

I know there's darkness in me, thoughts that could ruin something beautiful.

I want to change, to be someone who deserves these feelings.

Someone who stands beside him not because I need validation, but because I genuinely care and respect him. ]

She held him tight like she never wanted to let go.

Yang Wei calmly comforted her, understanding it wasn't the moment to ask about Heavenmind or anything like that.

Right now, he just wanted to soothe the tears of this confused beauty.

Honestly... *chuckle* you're such a handful.

...

It was late at night.

Mu Lingxi had finally stopped crying, and Yang Wei had somehow managed to calm her completely.

He carried her to her bed and tucked her in with several blankets to keep her warm.

Also, he stayed close to her for a while as she slept peacefully, but he didn't plan to linger too long to avoid unnecessary questions and more work for himself.

After taking care of everything, he watched Mu Lingxi sleep peacefully, snoring softly like an angel, and smiled.

"Goodnight..."

He gently kissed her forehead before quietly leaving her room.