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

Chapter 140: Mu Lingxi’s Side of the Story. Mo Chang and Yang Wei Constant Fighting.

2 hours earlier...

Mu Lingxi strolled through the bustling streets of Tiancheng City.

Her bodyguard, Mo Chang, trailed behind her.

They'd just returned from a small monster hunting trip on the southern side of the Linwu Kingdom's borders. With recent spikes in monster activity, Mu Lingxi had been keeping herself occupied, especially since she was now under heavy supervision from the matriarchs.

Unlike her usual black and golden robes of the Mu clan.

She was dressed in her hunting uniform.

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It was a purple long-sleeved blouse under a grey top, paired with a dark blue skirt and leggings, along with fingerless gloves.

"It seems you enjoyed today's hunting, Miss Lingxi?" Mo Chang asked with a rather dull voice.

Mu Lingxi nodded in response to Mo Chang's question. "Indeed, it was quite enjoyable. Especially considering this time we faced a few Nascent Soul monsters." She then hummed thoughtfully, "Still, it's a bit concerning how monsters with a cultivation base that high have been appearing frequently lately. The kingdom might be in trouble if this trend continues."

Mo Chang scanned their surroundings and asked, "Could it be the Thousand Monsters Forest?"

Mu Lingxi shook her head absentmindedly. "No, I've been there recently. The monsters there are barely Core Formation Realm."

"So what's your plan then?"

Mu Lingxi paused, considering her options. "Well, maybe I'll venture further outside the Linwu Kingdom to see what's causing the increased monster activity."

Adjusting his grip on his sword, Mo Chang kept a watchful eye. "Could there be an early to peak-stage Spirit Ascension monster scaring them to come out of hiding, or perhaps controlling them?"

Mu Lingxi's eyes lit up. "That's a brilliant thought! There might just be a predatorial Spirit Ascension monster lurking on the outskirts if even Nascent Soul level monsters are fleeing."

Mo Chang stayed calm as he observed her bright and cheery expression. In contrast, his own expression was typically dull, evident from his dreary, half-lidded eyes.

"Alright, let's go hunt down that monster, Chang!"

Mu Lingxi started marching back to the southern borders.

"Not so fast..." said Mo Chang. Before she could take another step, he grabbed her collar and pulled her back. "You're not allowed to venture that far from the sect. Chief Mu barely convinced the matriarchs to let you go outside on the condition of hunting monsters."

Mu Lingxi glared at Mo Chang. "Let go of me! I have a duty to uphold as a cultivator in this kingdom." With determination, she broke free from his grasp and continued forward.

Mo Chang zipped in front of Mu Lingxi at lightning speed, blocking her path.

She scowled at him and snapped, "Move aside. That's an order from a Grandmaster of the Dragon Blossom Sect."

No reaction. Mo Chang held his ground and replied, "I'll do that, but you need to understand the consequences. If you stray too far from the kingdom, I, as your bodyguard, will face physical punishment."

Shock was written on her face, "What? My father said that?"

Mo Chang nodded solemnly. "He was dead serious about it. Please, just listen to me."

Gripping the hilt of her sword in frustration, Mu Lingxi sighed in resignation. "Fine." She turned back in their original direction, spreading her arms out and grumbling, "None of this would be happening if they just let me see Yang Wei once. Even if it's just for just a few minutes to ask him some questions!"

Mo Chang had been hearing about Yang Wei non-stop for the past month while monitoring her. Every time he listened in, it was always her griping about something he did or didn't do.

Curious, he asked, "You always seem to be quite expressive when it comes to this Yang Wei. If I may, who is he?"

Mu Lingxi yawned and dismissed his question. "He's just an annoying martial brother of mine. Don't worry about it." She looked back and smiled at him, "Now, can you go get me something to drink?"

Raising an eyebrow, Mo Chang gave her a doubtful glance.

"What?!" Mu Lingxi threw her arms out a bit like she'd just been accused of something.

No reaction. He kept staring at her.

"I'm not going anywhere," Mu Lingxi folded her arms. "I'm not that dishonorable."

Finally, Mo Chang nodded. "I'll be back in a few minutes, Young Miss." With that, he vanished like a gust of wind.

Mu Lingxi rubbed her temples and sighed. "Honestly, I can't understand my father someti—" Her words hooked when she spotted Yang Wei at the other end of the market road.

...

That's how they ended up here.

Yang Wei scratched his chin skeptically, eyeing Mo Chang up and down. Then, he glanced at Mu Lingxi and quipped, "Shouldn't your bodyguard be a woman instead of... a man?"

Mu Lingxi smirked smugly, raising an eyebrow. "Jealous, are we?" She leaned forward a bit to get a good look at his facial expression.

Yang Wei dispersed his dragon sword with a small flick of his fingers and retorted, "Of course not. I just figured someone like you wouldn't need a bodyguard, and even if you did, it'd be a woman. Since well, most women in this world are sexist."

Mu Lingxi sighed, folding her arms. "You're not entirely wrong, but he's not exactly my bodyguard in the usual sense. My father assigned him to supervise me."

Yang Wei raised his fan, eyeing Mo Chang and then Mu Lingxi. "Supervise you? Why?"

Mu Lingxi began to explain but stopped herself.

The mere thought of Cloudcrest's face was enough to seal her lips.

She shook her head, sighing. "Nevermind. Can you two stop fighting like children?"

Yang Wei fanned himself and replied, "Maybe if he had some manners, he wouldn't go around trying to slice off innocent men's heads." He shot a glare at Mo Chang, and the bloodlust emanating from his stare was enough to make Mo Chang grip his sword handle tighter.

The tension was thick, enough that it could be cut with a butter knife.

Their glares persisted, and Yang Wei said, "The only reason I haven't torn your heart out of your chest is because of Lingxi."

Fed up, Mo Chang stepped forward and pointed his sword at Yang Wei. "You dare address the Young Miss so casually?"

Yang Wei smirked, continuing to fan himself. "She likes it. I'm not her lowly bodyguard you know."

Mo Chang's eyes narrowed, his stare becoming equally as deadly as Yang Wei's. "Let's put that to the test."

"Oh, come on." Yang Wei chuckled, shaking his head, "You're just a security blanket, comforting but not tough." Locking his gaze with Mo Chang's again, Yang Wei's eyes blazed like blue-hot flames. "You're 800 years too late to be dragging words with me."

Mu Lingxi intervened, stepping between them and pushing Mo Chang's blade away. With a displeased expression, she scolded both, "Can you two stop fighting for one second?!"

The two men glanced at each other, then scanned their surroundings and noticed several civilians giving them side-eyes. Some were even starting to pack up their market stalls, clearly wanting no part in their potential fight.

"I have a blind mother, I can't risk my life..."

"Cultivators again, huh. These people really need to go..."

"Sadly, we need them to protect this kingdom."