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

Yang Wei and Liu Yan were seated at the dining table, waiting for breakfast before starting their individual tasks for the day.

Huo Yue was in a corner of the dining room, setting the food she was about to serve.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Hmm hmm hmm…

La la la…

She hummed softly and melodically as she arranged everything.

She made sure to reserve the biggest piece of fish for her beloved and giggled a bit, picturing him with a mouthful of food and puffed-up cheeks.

"Tee-hee! He'll love it."

He Dongmei, who was beside her, looked at her with a slightly worried expression. "Uh, Miss Yue?" she called.

"Oh, Mei'er, is there a problem?" Huo Yue turned to He Dongmei.

He Dongmei adjusted her glasses, thinking of a way to phrase her words without sounding offensive. "Well… I was just wondering how you're so fine with everything."

Huo Yue raised an eyebrow. "I don't get it... fine with what?" She returned her attention to the bowl of soup she was garnishing with various nutritious elements.

He Dongmei hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.

"You see, I can understand Miss Lin and Zirou, along with you, all practically being Senior Brother's wives, but it still baffles me how comfortable you are with him still conversing with more women."

Huo Yue paused what she was doing and completely removed her focus from the dish she was preparing.

This instantly made He Dongmei panic. "I... I didn't mean it like that, you know!" She started waving her hands, trying to dismiss her earlier statement. "It was a stupid thing to say. Let's forget about it. I──uh, it's not important."

Huo Yue looked at He Dongmei and smiled gently.

"It's okay, Mei'er. I understand your concern. But you see, trust and understanding are the foundations of our relationship. We know that Wei Shuai cares for all of us deeply, and his interactions with other women don't change that. We support him because we believe in him and each other."

He Dongmei sighed in relief, her worry easing. "Thank you, Miss Yue. That makes a lot of sense."

"Besides, I wouldn't mind if he took on another wife or two, or even three. You see, before now, I had very low cultivation potential, so I didn't want to pursue a relationship with Wei Shuai. I was a bit scared that he might leave me as he advanced in his cultivation journey, or that I might die early and leave him heartbroken."

The smile on her face grew the more she spoke.

"But when he gave me a chance to make significant progress in my cultivation, I had no doubts that he was the man I wanted to spend my life with. Am I afraid he'll love me less if more women join his life? Initially, yes. But after sharing a bed with him and feeling his soul, I don't think Wei would love any of us less. Actually, I have this feeling that he's more scared of any of us leaving him."

"Huh?" He Dongmei uttered with confusion. "I don't think Senior Brother is that emotional. Sometimes…" A sad look formed on her cute and tender face. "…I feel like he wouldn't even care if we disappeared. It's as if emotions, feelings, and the heart itself are just a game to him."

Sigh~

At that moment, Huo Yue felt very motherly. Except for the times with Huo Zhenwei, this was the only other time she felt like an old lady.

"Look…"

Huo Yue placed a comforting hand on He Dongmei's shoulder.

"I know you worry that a time might come when Wei won't need you anymore, or maybe a time he'll just decide to disappear from our lives. But you don't need to worry about that. There's something telling me he's here to stay, and nothing will change that."

Her smile shifted to a reassuring one.

"Besides… if he ever feels like he doesn't need your services anymore, then just force him to make you his wife, tee-hee!"

He Dongmei's face turned a little red, so she hid her flustered expression behind her hands and screeched a bit. "Mi-, Miss Yue~! I'm still too young to be thinking about marriage, especially with someone li-, like Senior Brother." She groaned loudly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Huo Yue grinned a little, looking almost as mischievous as Mu Lin normally would. "Hmm~? But you certainly weren't considering your age when you let him have fun with you in the hot springs."

He Dongmei's face boiled red with embarrassment as she bashfully gasped several times, trying to get her words out but failing each time. "I… I…" she stuttered, her face still hidden behind her hands.

Huo Yue nodded and resumed her task, humming softly once more as the warm atmosphere returned to their corner of the dining room.

Parting her fingers a bit, He Dongmei snuck a peek at Huo Yue. "I didn't know you could be so… crude, Miss Yue."

By then, Huo Yue had already finished setting Yang Wei's breakfast. She gave He Dongmei a little side glance, then winked at her.

"I can have fun sometimes too, you know~"

She carried the tray and walked back to the dining table.

Hmm hmm hmm…

Sha la la…

The woman hummed as she walked.

He Dongmei lowered her hands from her face and took a good look at Huo Yue's back as she watched her get farther and farther away.

Miss Yue… unofficially, she'd be Senior Brother's first wife. Not only is she accepting of Yang Wei's other relationships; she seems to embrace them wholeheartedly. Her lack of jealousy… it's astounding.

She picked up two smaller trays, both piled high with bowls and plates full of a hearty breakfast.

Miss Yue and her aunt, Miss Zirou, share an unusual bond with Senior Brother. It isn't just about love or attraction; it's like this deeper connection, a mutual respect and understanding that transcends typical relationships. And then there's Miss Lin… actually, she'd probably fight to have Senior Brother all to herself hee-hee!

Still, each woman brought something unique to Yang Wei's life, and in return, he offered them a love that was as multifaceted as it was genuine.

He Dongmei set the trays on the table and started dishing out food for Liu Yan, Huo Yue, and herself.

Yang Wei was already seated, eagerly rubbing his palms together with excitement. "Mmm~ looks tasty!" He reached for the chopsticks beside him.

SMACK~!

Huo Yue smacked his hand with her wooden spoon.

"Ow!" Yang Wei reflexively exclaimed, though the spoon didn't actually hurt.

Huo Yue waved her spoon and shook her head, clearly not having any of it today. "How mannerless can you be? I told Zhenwei to get something for me. We have to wait for him to return so we can all eat together as a family." She placed her hands on her hips and gave him a fierce stare.

Yang Wei grumbled as he withdrew his hand. "Fine, we'll wait for him."

Liu Yan watched him intently the entire time he was talking.

It took him a moment to notice, and when he did, he asked, "Uh, Yan'er, is something wrong?" His eyes were wide with moderate curiosity.

Liu Yan kept her plain expression but slowly widened her eyes until she looked confused herself. "Hmm, it's nothing. Just listen when your wife is talking to you." Her tone and expression shifted from confusion to seriousness.

Huo Yue smiled relatably at Liu Yan. "Right? He never listens, especially when I tell him to take a break from cultivating or even attending to his grand elder duties."

Yang Wei shrugged. "Life of a busy man, I guess."

Huo Yue smiled warmly before leaning in to plant a kiss on his forehead. "And the life of a worrying wife~"

She then walked to get some more chopsticks.

Suddenly, she stopped to take one more glance at her husband.

I've often wondered how I could be so sure of Wei's love. In a world where jealousy and insecurity often rear their ugly heads, my confidence surprises even me. I guess it depends on perspective and philosophy in the end…

Love isn't a finite resource. The more you give, the more it grows. It sounded idealistic at first, but the more time I spent with him, the more I believed it. Wei's capacity for love seems boundless, and I'm basking in it. I'm truly cherished.

With a satisfied expression, she resumed her task.

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In a deserted star region in the Middle Reaches…

Emperor Heavenmind sat on a boulder, watching Yang Wei through a small sphere. His emotionless, black eyes didn't waver for even a moment.

"I'll save my smile for the day I take everything away from you."

With a small flick of his wrist, he dispersed the sphere and leaned back against the boulder, gazing at the starry sky above. A yawn escaped his mouth, which was covered by his trademark mask.

He seemed tired…

Tired of everything around him…

Sigh~

"I simply want to be alone in this world."