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

Chapter 163: The Ultimate Inter-Sect Game of Heavenly Dao Ball!

In the Golden Palace, the peace talks hadn't kicked off yet, even though the matriarchs from the White Serpent Sect had been hanging around for two whole days. They were all enjoying leisure time at this massive round table in the middle of the multi-dimensional space, playing a game of chess.

Since Matriarch Fangblade and Matriarch Venomheart weren't Immortal realm cultivators anymore, they couldn't play Azure Tree Xiangqi, which everyone would've preferred.

Míng Hu?rán stretched and let out a yawn before finally making a move on the board. "Can't I just go do something else until we're ready to start the meeting?" she complained, looking totally bored.

Yang Wei must've perfected that sword by now. Hmph! I'm sure it looks so friggin' cool...

Liáng X?nyuè shook her head and made her move, "We're playing this game to ease some tension. If a fight breaks out, those with weaker cultivation base are literal dust beneath our feet." Her expression radiated such pride that it bordered on arrogance, almost insulting.

To top it off, she turned to Matriarch Fangblade and casually asked, "Isn't that right?" It was obvious to everyone present that she was subtly insinuating that the White Serpent Sect and its matriarchs were weaklings.

Matriarch Fangblade didn't even flinch.

With all the confidence in the world, she shifted a piece and took out one of Liáng X?nyuè's pieces, casually mentioning, "X?nyuè, your cultivation has improved, but I can't say the same about your intellect. It's sad to see your mind stagnate over the years. Skill issues, perhaps?" She even threw in a devious smile for good measure.

Liáng X?nyuè slammed her hand on the table and shot up from her chair. "How dare you call me stupid?!" she shouted, clearly ticked off.

Matriarch Venomheart jumped into the fray, saying, "Well, you most definitely started it by calling us weak."

Yuèhu? Ménglóng delicately adjusted her beautiful white hair amidst the heated argument, maintaining her elegance despite the chaos. With a calm gaze, she addressed Matriarch Venomheart, "Well, the First Matriarch's words weren't meant as an insult. It's simply the truth." With a smooth move on the chessboard, she captured one of Matriarch Fangblade's pieces.

"Discussing matters with 1st and 3rd-Path cultivators is almost laughable," she added with a confident tone.

Liáng X?nyuè reclined in her chair, a proud smile gracing her lips as she nodded in agreement with Yuèhu? Ménglóng's words.

Matriarch Fangblade clenched her teeth, her frustration evident. "You talk big for someone not originally of this sect," she retorted, her hand inching towards her sword.

Yuèhu? Ménglóng met Matriarch Fangblade's glare with her own icy blue eyes, sharp as a blade. "Yet my cultivation surpasses yours. Choose your words carefully, or remain silent. I won't show mercy in a fight," she warned.

Tensions escalated as Matriarch Fangblade's anger flared, veins bulging on her temples as she reached for her sword.

Yuèhu? Ménglóng braced herself for a confrontation.

Before the situation could escalate further, Bai Suzhen, who had remained quiet until then, intervened. "Enough!" she commanded with absolute authority. As an ancient figure in the sect, her words held sway. "Cease this pointless bickering and focus on the game. I have no desire to be here any longer than necessary," she declared, imposing silence upon the room.

The abrupt halt in conversation left the room quieter than ever, as everyone heeded Bai Suzhen's words.

Jeez, I wonder what Yang Wei's doing right about now... probably having fun... groan~

...

It was a fresh new day.

Almost the entire sect had gathered in what looked like a stadium in the Inner Sect. Even Outer Sect disciples were allowed to come watch what was shaping up to be a big event.

Everyone was pumped and ready for what they could only call the best inter-sect event the Mashyan World had seen in ages...

A competitive game of Heavenly Dao Ball!

Standing at the center of attention to address all the participating disciples was Xiu Yulan, Chen Yuxi, Sun Yurong, Guo Xiaomei, and Gu Zhi. The four of them had been excused from waiting at the Palace of the Golden Palace, mainly to ensure the disciples were getting along well with each other.

But of course, this was only until the peace talks finally kicked off.

There were two reasons this game of Heavenly Dao Ball was chosen: first, to foster better relationships between the disciples of both sects, and second, because Liáng X?nyuè and Matriarch Fangblade both easily agreed on it as a way to have their disciples compete in a different way.

It was a fresh competition, and there was no better way to do it than with their disciples.

The teams were set up so disciples from both sects were mixed together, rather than having a sect vs. sect showdown, which would likely just fuel unnecessary rivalry.

Sun Yurong and Xiu Yulan took the lead in addressing all the participating disciples, while the other chief elders and peak chiefs stayed quiet. Both women were dressed attractively, looking like coaches for the game. Their attire was modest, but with their heavenly bodies, all the male disciples could focus on were their curves and sexily bouncing jade peaks.

The only person who seemed to go unnoticed was Gu Zhi; she was thin as a rail, and while she might have been as beautiful as them in her prime, those days were long gone.

"Look at Chief Xiu, she's so hot! She has the roundest hips I've ever seen in any beauty!"

"What about Chief Elder Sun?! That woman's chests are nothing to sneeze at... I'd be happy if I could get strangled by those heavenly orbs!"

"Or even Chief Guo, she has the perfect body, and her facial beauty is absolutely divine!"

"Chief Elder Chen too!"

"Yeah, look at that serious look on her face, it reminds me of Big Sister Liu! I'd die a happy man if she could look at me and call me a naughty boy just once!"

"Uh, woah..."

Beaming with warmth, Sun Yurong spoke with her voice as soft and as smooth as honey, "Disciples! As a chief elder, I'm delighted to see smiles on all your faces, regardless of sect..." The men couldn't help but swoon at her beauty, feeling like they might faint if they stared any longer.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei let out a tired yawn as he stretched his arms.

Standing next to him was Mu Zhong who asked, "Are you alright, brother?"

"Eh..." Yang Wei shrugged a bit. "I just feel a little tired that's all, a certain slime wouldn't let me sleep," he then realized something and raised an eyebrow at Mu Zhong, "Also, isn't the term 'brother' a bit..."

"A bit what?" Mu Zhong leaned in closer.

Yang Wei stepped back a bit, "A bit off..."

Giving Yang Wei a gentle pat on his back, Mu Zhong smiled affectionately at him and teased, "Is it really that off, though?"

Yang Wei, still yawning, replied, "Eh, not really, I guess..."

Sun Yurong then handed the attention to Xiu Yulan.

The beautiful, jewelry adorned woman spoke.

"Feel free to give it your all, and don't forget to play fair! That's the whole point of today's event."

With the horns blaring, the disciples returned to their stands, eagerly awaiting their turn.

Moments later, the competing disciples faced off.

In Team 1: Yang Wei, Mu Zhong, Sun Yuying, Lu Lin, Hu Meizhen, Ling Meiyan, Jin Tianyu and two other unimportant disciples.

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While in Team 2, they were: Mu Lingxi, Mu Lin, Mo Chang, Yun Feiyan, Mu Yuki, Huo Zhenwei as well as three other inconsequential disciples.

Chen Yuxi adjusted her glasses and calmly announced.

"The first heavenly dao ball game between Team 3 and Team 1, will begin now..."

She didn't announce it in a particularly exciting manner, but excited shouts erupted as the competing disciples bowed to greet each other, except for Yang Wei, who casually picked his nose.

After the greetings, Yang Wei finally saw Mu Lingxi and waved at her with a smile, only to receive a cold response.

"Hmph!" she furiously marched away.

Unfazed, he then waved at Mu Lin, causing her cheeks to turn red as she waved back excitedly.