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

Massive spikes cut through the air, aiming straight for Su Meirong. Instantly, she focused and dispersed the dragon sword beneath her feet. Falling gracefully, she spun like a divine crane landing on a tranquil pond.

WHOOOOSH!

Each spike missed her, ripping through clouds instead.

When her feet touched the ground, the entire Great Wulong Forest felt her presence.

She looked furious.

"Rather than tremble before my presence you would dare attack me?! Foolish brats who can't comprehend the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Before her stood five cultivators, all in purple and black uniforms, indicating they were from the same clan.

One spoke boldly, "We've received orders from the Elder. A rogue cultivator has been trying to overthrow our sister clans. Anyone crossing the Great Wulong Forest without identification is our enemy!"

"She must not leave here!"

They all began performing double-handed mudras, summoning the power of the ominously glowing tree behind them - the Forest Demon Tree, a guardian spirit as massive as a mountain, wielding power akin to a Nascent Soul expert!

"Capture that beautiful woman now!"

They couldn't help but admit how stunningly beautiful the woman was. She was hands down the most gorgeous thing they'd seen in their 700 years of life. Still, they planned to capture her, not just because of she was an enemy, but also because they knew they could have some fun with her once they did.

Su Meirong gazed at the Forest Demon Tree with obvious surprise.

Yet, the group of cultivators facing her foolishly thought she was intimidated.

It was something else.

Hmm, this Forest Demon Tree I planted over 2,000 years ago seems to be thriving. I reckon I'll swing by the Demon World again to acquire more of those seeds. If these cultivators weren't so incompetent, it should already be reaching Spirit Ascension level by now.

The tree made the earth rumble. Thereafter, its powerful vines tore the ground apart and shot straight for Su Meirong. It aimed to restrain her without crushing her.

Observing their futile attempts, Su Meirong couldn't help but feel profoundly disappointed. "Ants trying to shake a mountain," she remarked. With a flick of her hand, she reduced the vines to ashes.

The cultivators were dumbfounded, questioning how she managed it.

"How did she pull that off?!"

"It makes no sense; the Forest Demon Tree is at the Nascent Soul level!"

"Maybe it's some sort of life-saving treasure!"

They couldn't tell that the beauty in front of them was actually a 4th-path cultivator. If Su Meirong fully unleashed her cultivation base in the Lower Regions, it would wreak havoc on a cosmic scale. So, she toned down her spiritual pressure to match the Spirit Gathering level.

That's why they couldn't grasp just how astronomically outmatched they were!

The cultivators, refusing to admit defeat, once again commanded the Forest Demon Tree to attack.

This time, the ominous tree blasted powerful streams of spiritual energy from its massive trunk straight at Su Meirong.

She effortlessly dodged the blasts with graceful steps and then ascended to the skies like the rising sun.

"Your ignorance knows no bounds. Let me show you true strength."

She raised a hand and conjured a blazing-hot azure sword in her grasp. The dragon sword emitted a powerful force that caused causing the heavens to tremble. With a swift downward arc, she cleaved through the Great Wulong Forest, splitting it in half! Though the cultivators below narrowly avoided her attack, they were severely wounded by the shockwave and lay writhing in pain.

The chasm left behind was so deep that magma oozed from its depths. Despite this, Su Meirong wore a dissatisfied expression──apparently, even this display wasn't enough for these slow-witted cultivators to grasp the difference in power.

"Please, have mercy, Fairy Su Meirong!"

An old man pleaded, rushing forward and falling to his knees.

"We would never dare to challenge the founder of our clan! Spare them for their ignorance. They're not accustomed to your heavenly, million-year rare beauty!"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Su Meirong frowned at the old man, noting his Nascent Soul cultivation base, much stronger than the Core Formation cultivators she'd just dealt with. She automatically assumed he was the "Elder" the defeated cultivators had mentioned.

"Do you even bother educating your clueless disciples about who founded every clan and school in the Great Wulong Forest?" she questioned.

The Elder looked up, speechless.

"I, uh... I..."

It wasn't that he hadn't tried, but his disciples were stubborn and, frankly, he had no visual representation of Su Meirong to show them. Her beauty, unmatched in the Lower Regions and arguably in the Middle Regions, was too extraordinary for anyone to capture. Some artists had given up painting altogether, unable to do her justice.

She was the epitome of elegance in the cultivation world, and no one dared tarnish her image with their crude attempts at art.

"Are you deaf?" Su Meirong demanded.

The Elder bowed his head once more. "I have no excuses for my foolishness, Fairy Su Meirong! Please, punish me as you see fit."

The disciples, still in pain, forced themselves onto their knees and bowed in reverence and respect. They couldn't let the Elder take the blame for their mistakes. "P-please, forgive us!" they pleaded.

Su Meirong had no interest in killing them.

Though she could easily end them with a mere thought, she chose to show mercy and let them scurry away like the vermin they were. It wasn't the first time a clan under her rule had defected, but this one had done so clumsily, almost pitifully. Perhaps they hadn't even wanted to rebel and were simply following orders from the mysterious cultivator Su Meirong was searching for.

"It's no secret there's a fool claiming to be my direct descendant in my absence. I'm sure they're the reason your clan has become so misguided and weak. Tell me their name and location so that I may claim their head for my collection."

The Elder, unsure what else to do, spoke with utmost respect.

"I don't know much about this cultivator besides his name and his general goal. Only the highest-ranked clans and schools in the Great Wulong Forest know his true intentions."

"Then speak..." Su Meirong ordered, clearly out of patience.

"Her name is Daoist Demon-Sky. She used to be the Sect Master of the Demon Sky Sect. But after she broke through to the Spirit Ascension Realm, she ventured for our Eastern Continent about a thousand years ago. Since then, she's been quietly taking over schools and clans in the Great Wulong Forest. By the time we caught on, she'd already seized control over more than half of our territory."

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Su Meirong nodded along as the trembling Elder fearfully spoke. She had gleaned most of the information she needed, but without knowing the person's whereabouts, she was at a standstill.

"Alright then. Get your clan in order and start educating them. Keep playing along like you're still under the thumb of this Daoist Demon-Sky character, just like I've instructed the other clans and schools. If I have any other orders, I'll send them through your clan head."

The Elder nodded vigorously, keeping his jaw firmly planted on the ground. He was still terrified that Su Meirong might lose her temper and wish them out of existence. "Understood!" he managed to squeak out. "I'll follow your instructions to the letter and fix every mistake this insignificant clan has made, oh Heavenly Demon Master. Thank you for your mercy, Hea──"

Before he could finish, a disciple interrupted.

"Elder, Fairy Su Meirong has left."

Relief flooded the Elder's face as he lifted his head, though he still sweated buckets and trembled in the presence of her awe-inspiring yet terrifying beauty.