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

Led by Mu Zhong, Yang Wei entered the large structure, and immediately, he noticed many wounded disciples still receiving treatment for their serious spirit wounds.

Wait, what...?

Unlike regular physical injuries, spirit wounds damaged the spirit root of an individual, causing spiritual injuries to manifest on their physical bodies like a cosmic rust on their skin. Some parts of their bodies were black with star-like dots, resembling a rash or pox, making them appear very ill.

Those with wounds on their sides struggled to breathe due to badly damaged lungs, while others with wounds on their necks had rotting throats, causing them to cough up blood.

"What\'s happening? Their condition seems much worse than I anticipated."

Mu Zhong nodded in agreement, "You\'re right. When you made that Divinity full palm power disappear and then healed everyone in the Azure Tree, your magic couldn\'t heal their spirit roots because it\'s not capable of that."

Yang Wei already knew this, but he had assumed that most of them were fine, unaware of the severity of their injuries. "I understand..." he replied quietly.

Mu Zhong continued, "The injured people here are not as bad off as those in the kingdom, on other continents, or in the countless other worlds within the Azure Tree, so there\'s no need for you to blame yourself."

Yang Wei let out a small sigh and asked, "Is that all?"

Although his tone might have sounded harsh, Mu Zhong was certain that Yang Wei only said this because he didn\'t want to see these disciples, many of whom looked up to him as a senior figure, in such pain.

Mu Zhong drew back some curtains, revealing a special room.

Inside, was Mu Lingxi. "Y-, Yang Wei?" she exclaimed upon seeing him. Normally, she\'d be furious and would have already yelled at him for painting on her face, but this wasn\'t the time for that.

"Lingxi? What are you doing here?" Yang Wei asked her.

"Oh, I, uh..."

Before Mu Lingxi could really explain, another voice interrupted. . .

"Junior Brother?"

Yang Wei shifted his gaze in the direction of the voice.

It was Liu Yan who had spoken.

"Big Sister, what\'re you..."

Yang Wei paused abruptly, his eyes widening in shock at something he wished he\'d never seen. It took a lot to surprise Yang Wei, and the end of the world wasn\'t one of those things, but what he saw froze his heart, and his body went cold.

No...

It was Ling Meiyan.

More than half of her body covered in spirit wounds, her hair completely pale, and her condition critical. From what he could see, it seemed like Liu Yan was taking care of her, as there was a bowl of water and a towel next to Ling Meiyan\'s resting place.

Next to Ling Meiyan was Míng Huīrán.

She seated in a wheelchair. Unlike Ling Meiyan, she appeared to be conscious, but her mind seemed absent—as though her brain had given up. She\'d lost almost all her hair, and only a few strands remained attached to her wounded head. Her body was marred with spirit wounds, making it painful to look at.

Worse still, her body appeared so shriveled, as if almost all the blood and water had been drained from her.

"Wei..." Mu Lingxi said.

She already felt sorry for him, not wanting him to see them in such a state.

Yang Wei hadn\'t said a single word.

He was silent.

So, Mu Zhong decided to explain to clear the uncomfortable air.

"The others ended up with damaged spirit roots, but Meiyan and the 2nd Matriarch don\'t even have spirit roots left. Theirs got completely destroyed while they were trying to protect the Azure Tree. The matriarch tried to stop the full palm power, and Meiyan, despite being told to just protect the Golden Crown, sacrificed her spirit root to save everyone.

She likely won\'t live past a few more months, and as for the second matriarch, she\'ll never walk, talk, or cultivate again. Just breathe..." Discover more stories at empire

Liu Yan then said, "There are herbs in the Middle Regions that can save them, but it\'s unlikely the Divinities there will let anyone use it."

She didn\'t know what else to say to make Yang Wei feel better. After all, she herself truly didn\'t understand him. She only said what she said so he\'d know there was still hope, albeit one that\'s unattainable.

Mu Lingxi stood there in silence, just looking at him.

What do I do now? Do I just try to...

She slowly walked forward, perhaps wanting to comfort him.

Then, a powerful pressure of Yang Wei\'s true mana leaked out from within. This wasn\'t from the mana core he used to store some of his mana; this was his actual mana pouring out of him in waves. One would see this as anger, but in truth, he was crying, yet shed no tears. . .

The pressure of his mana sent everyone in the room to their knees.

The entire kingdom felt like it would collapse.

All four continents in the Mashyan World started to experience natural disasters.

The major and minor worlds spun across the infinite expanse of the Azure Tree, and soon, the entire dao layer was shaking.

The dao layer felt like a block of butter about to be crushed by steel.

Yang Wei gritted his teeth and squeezed his fists tight.

"Why..."

No other words left his lips.

It\'s happening again... I\'m stuck in a situation where I have the power, yet I don\'t get to decide anything. I can\'t choose who lives or dies, and my magic can\'t do squat to save them.

Why did it have to be them?

The first two people who were genuinely nice to me from the start.

If anyone, they were the purest souls in this world. . .

Meiyan said she liked me, and Huīrán welcomed me with open arms the moment she met me, without her, I\'d never have created Night Eater.

They didn\'t buy into the whole women supremacy crap this world pushes. They were real and kind, and now they\'re gone...

I\'m blacking out again, aren\'t I? Hah, Mingyu\'s not here to distract me.

Cultivators...

Maybe... maybe if I just wiped out this entire Martial World, they\'d understand no one can be merciless at my expense.

Yes, that\'s a good choice. That\'s the only choice. I\'ll destroy everything!

Liu Yan then choked out, "Junior Brother, stop... your presence, it\'ll..." her other knee hit the ground soon.

Mu Lingxi held her chest tightly; it felt like it was going to explode.

He\'s crying... I can tell *cough* there are no tears, because that\'s who he is... He cries through strength.

Yang Wei\'s aura immediately vanished, and everything was back to normal.

Everyone could breathe again, and certain annihilation was no more.

Yang Wei\'s shaking voice, as though he were holding back tears asked, "Please, who did this... to the Azure Tree again?"

It was as if he\'d completely forgotten.

"The... Heavenly Court," Mu Zhong answered with confusion present on his face as he rubbed his chest in pain.

Yang Wei stared back at them and uttered, "Heavenly Court..."

They saw the expression in his eyes, and there was nothing human about it.

His eyes had shifted from blue to a complete blood-red color.

It was a look that sent shivers down their spines. It was the kind of look you give when a single strand of rationality was keeping a spontaneous rage inside.

And that\'s when Mu Lingxi realized Yang Wei\'s greatest strength.

Being able to restrain such an unholy amount of anger even for a moment.

The eyes were a window to the soul, and in that moment, those red eyes didn\'t belong to the Yang Wei they knew; it was something else entirely. And they were certain they wouldn\'t survive its wrathful onslaught.

"Heavenly Court..." Yang Wei repeated, and this time steam billowed out from his mouth. Black flames began to creep up his arms and engulf his entire body, slowly burning away his robes.

However, before anything else could happen, the entire Azure Tree froze in time, and a bright rift tore open before Yang Wei, revealing a transcendent being stepping out.

She had beautiful white hair that stretched like an ocean and radiated heavenly beauty.

"Do not make any rash decisions!"

Her ancient voice spoke.

It was the Heavenly Moon Goddess!

Sect Founder of the Tranquil Moon and Sky Sect!