Magic Sect of Beauties: The Strongest Mage is in a Cultivation World Chapter 182: The White-haired Mage’s Witty Banter and the Pe

After Huo Zirou left, Yang Wei wasted no ti and quickly prepared himself. He headed to the eting place he and Guo Xiaoi had agreed upon the night before.

As soon as he arrived at the grove, he noticed sothing peculiar about the disciples from Green Sanctuary Peak that he hadn't picked up on before. They were all much more feminine and slender compared to others he had encountered. It might seem normal at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it was quite striking. Regardless of gender, they all had a delicate appearance.

So of the males even seed more feminine than the females, with a few of them sporting colored nail polish.

While he found it unsettling to see n behaving that way, Yang Wei refused to let it distract him.

"You'd think the n in this world would be preparing themselves to fight back, or at least aiming for so equality with the won. But no, they're just busy painting their nails and braiding their hair."

Shaking his head in disbelief, he hurried through one of the open paths in the peaceful grove.

As he passed by, all the cultivators wore happy expressions, so even had affectionate gleams in their eyes. Yang Wei didn't mind when beautiful won looked at him like that, but it was a bit much when even so male cultivators waved at him flirtatiously, mostly junior disciples.

"Eh?"

With his well-established reputation, every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be with him, except for well... the few n who also wanted to be with him.

Before long, Yang Wei reached the deeper parts of the grove where Peak Chief Guo Xiaoi awaited him at the Sacred Grove Temple. This temple housed the Green Sanctuary Peak's most important artifacts, special-grade pills, herbs, and high-level dicinal manuals.

Guo Xiaoi was seated cross-legged on a bamboo mat just outside the temple entrance, wearing an indifferent expression.

"Sister Guo," Yang Wei greeted her with a wave as he approached.

As soon as Yang Wei stepped onto the temple grounds, Guo Xiaoi rose to her feet, though her expression remained indifferent.

It was clear she wasn't too thrilled to see him.

Yang Wei approached Guo Xiaoi with a smile. "You're here quite early," he remarked.

Guo Xiaoi didn't even bother to muster a friendly expression. Her face remained bland as she replied, "Seems like you enjoyed your sleep if you're coming this late." Without waiting for a response, she started walking into the temple, not bothering to see if he was following.

Yang Wei watched her walk away, shaking his head as if he were ntally tired rather than physically fatigued.

What's with her sudden coldness? Tsk, tsk, I can't seem to understand won in this world sotis. Or, well... in general.

Swishing his sleeves, he clasped his hands behind his back and elegantly walked forward, chin held high.

They strolled through the long hallway inside the Sacred Grove Temple. The hallway stretched on endlessly, with a ceiling so high it was almost out of sight. Only a few candles were lit, casting a flickering glow, while the rest remained unlit. The air carried a soft scent of burning incense.

The stroll felt long and boring, so Yang Wei decided to bring up a topic, "So, where are we going? You haven't exactly told ."

Guo Xiaoi didn't even bother to glance back; her cold deanor made it hard for Yang Wei to strike up a decent conversation. He preferred good eye contact when chatting with a woman, but that seed impossible since Guo Xiaoi always kept walking far ahead whenever he tried to keep up.

Rubbing his chin, he studied Guo Xiaoi from head to toe, humming thoughtfully.

She ntioned sothing about enjoying my sleep, so maybe she knows about what Zirou and I did last night. Now that I think about it, Zirou was pretty loud when I was, you know, touching her. Still, it's not like my room was anywhere near Xiaoi's... unless she wanted to have so fun with last night.

Finally, he sighed, realizing what might be behind her sudden change in attitude. "Is there sothing you'd like to tell ?" he asked. "I'm not comfortable with this sudden attitude you're giving ."

Guo Xiaoi glanced at him and replied curtly, "Hmph! It's nothing. Can we just get this over with? I have no interest in any more fruitless conversations."

With a wave of her sleeve, she whisked both herself and a still-confused Yang Wei into the air. Despite his confusion, Yang Wei managed to keep a relatively calm expression as they soared through the air toward a spacious area located in the upper reaches of the temple's interior.

As they flew, he noticed several inscriptions on the walls depicting a sage refining a pill, but the process seed different from the usual forms and stances of pill refinent. It appeared as though the individual was incorporating breathing techniques and a unique kind of kata that resembled a transformative body refinent.

"Wow," Yang Wei exclaid, genuinely impressed by the illustrations. Turning to Guo Xiaoi, he asked, "What are these illustrations?"

Guo Xiaoi responded coldly, "It's none of your business. Don't bother learning it; it's far beyond your comprehension, even I, an Apothecary Grandmaster, can't fully understand it."

Yang Wei looked at her and then back at the illustration. He closed his eyes and cleared his throat dramatically, "Just because you can't comprehend it doesn't an I can't," he countered. "For all I know, it might be sothing simple.",

Guo Xiaoi glared at him. "Are you calling stupid?" she snapped.

The white-haired mage maintained a calm deanor, hands tucked dramatically behind his back like a wise scholar. "Hmm, did you ever hear say such a thing? You won and your hot temper," he replied. "I'm simply saying my comprehension of pill refinent is more profound than yours."

Grunting heavily with a clearly frustrated expression, Guo Xiaoi exclaid, "Ugh! You're so unbelievable!" she increased their flight upwards until they arrived in a large space that felt like it had far greater gravity than the temple's lower reaches.

Upon arrival, Yang Wei imdiately noticed a huge door at the other end of the space, emanating an aura protected by a powerful spell formation that could be the only cause of the multiplied gravity.

"Whatever's behind that door must be really important," Yang Wei comnted plainly.

Guo Xiaoi cleared her throat. "Ahem, it only holds one object, one of the most important on this peak, and sothing very special to ," she explained with a more thoughtful voice that truly showed how important this mystery item was.

"I see," Yang Wei replied, smiling warmly. "If you're showing , then I must be important to you too."

With with could only be called a pokerface, Guo Xiaoi shook her head. "Don't deceive yourself. If you plan to keep this up, we can turn back now and forget about this whole thing," she retorted.

Yang Wei gestured with his hands to calm her down. "Okay, okay, calm down. I was just joking," he reassured her.

"Hmph! As if I have the ti for your bland jokes!" Guo Xiaoi stepped forward with a scoff.

Without warning, Yang Wei's golden sli erged from the darker corners of the room, exclaiming, "Piidi! Piidi!" before jumping onto Yang Wei's face in its usual playful embrace.

Yang Wei chuckled and gently patted the sli until it let go. He had learned that the best way to remove the sli was through gentle pats. Previously, he had tried to scrape it off, but that only made it cling tighter. "What are you doing here?" he asked, amused.

The golden sli repeated, "Piidi! Piidi!"

Guo Xiaoi looked at them both and explained, "One of my disciples watched over it. I brought it with to the temple and it decided to surprise you by waiting here till you arrived."

"Good? I guess..." Yang Wei raised an eyebrow.

"Whatever."

Guo Xiaoi turned to face the huge door that waited to be opened.