11 Living Quarters.

Western Mountains of the Dragon's Peak Mountains.

Spirit Harmony Peak.

It was one of the five peaks in the Dragon's Peak Mountains.

The senior cultivators in charge of each peak were referred to as Chiefs. Each Chief had distinct personalities and, consequently, different preferences. Therefore, their cultures varied.

Disciples from the different peaks were either occupied with assignments such as recruitment, delivery, and trade, or engaged in secretive cultivation or active involvement in sect-related matters.

Cultivators in the initial stages were typically chosen by one of the five peaks based on their preferred cultivation style and talent for cultivation.

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Yang Wei and Mu Lingxi.

The two walked through the active streets of the Spirit Harmony Peak, surrounded by junior cultivators absorbed in discussions and exchanges of cultivation tips.

Yang Wei, clad in a new black and gold hanfu, shifted uncomfortably in his attire. "This outfit is a bit scratchy," he told Mu Lingxi.

All she did was give a resigned sigh. "It belonged to my fourth brother. Just get used to it," she responded.

Yang Wei's frown deepened a little.

Why can't I just wear my usual attire, he thought as he slipped his hands into his pockets.

"So, where are we going?" he asked.

Ignoring his question, Mu Lingxi's eyes scanned the crowd until she spotted a random disciple. She snapped her fingers and then pointed at the girl, commanding her attention.

"You there!"

The girl hurried over and bowed her head respectfully, addressing Mu Lingxi. "Good day, Young Miss."

Without delay, Mu Lingxi instructed her, "Open that for me.." she pointed to open a nearby wooden gate mounted on tire-like stones.

"Yes!" The girl swiftly obeyed.

She opened the wooden gate by pushing it to the side - allowing it to slide open on its tires.

This action revealed a spacious courtyard and a quaint wooden house within.

"Come, follow me," Mu Lingxi gestured, placing her hands behind her back as she strolled into the courtyard.

Yang Wei followed suit, casually stretching his arms as he stepped into the inviting space.

Mu Lingxi paused and glanced back at the girl. "You may leave," she said.

The girl bowed and retreated.

Yang Wei took in the peaceful atmosphere of the courtyard, admiring the simple yet beautiful garden, a tranquil pond, and other charming elements that beautified the area.

"Nice place. Is this your home?"

Yang Wei whistled, taking in the scenery.

Mu Lingxi shook her head. "No, this will be your living quarters."

Yang Wei rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"I noticed a lot of disciples sharing quarters. If I didn't know any better, I'd think you have a soft spot for me, Lingxi."

Of course, he was teasing her.

Mu Lingxi spun around abruptly. "NO!" she insisted.

"Relax. I said, 'if I didn't know any better'," Yang Wei chuckled as he reassured her.

Flustered, Mu Lingxi stammered, "R... Right, and don't let me remind you to address me as Senior Sister Mu."

"Maybe next time," Yang Wei suggested with a smirk.

With a heavy sigh, Mu Lingxi spoke, "I hope you're satisfied with your current living status."

"Well," Yang Wei rubbed his chin. "In my previous life, my mansion's courtyard was as large as this entire landmark, but I can manage this," he said.

"Good."

"So, is there anything else?"

Mu Lingxi took a minute to think.

I want to tell him that this was my previous living quarters when I started cultivating, but that doesn't really matter... Still, I'd want him to take care of this place since it's precious to me and holds a lot of memories. It's the main reason I tell my juniors to take care of it when I go for closed-door cultivation, after all, I was hoping to give it to someone really precious to me, like Mu Lin... B... But just because I gave him doesn't mean he's precious to me or anything!

She was already lost in thoughts.

Observing her closely, Yang Wei asked, "You okay? You look like a tomato."

Mu Lingxi folded her arms and cleared her throat, "I... I'm fine, mind your business sometimes."

"Jeez, excuse me for worrying," Yang Wei rolled his eyes.

Mu Lingxi paused and rubbed her chin thoughtfully before realization lit up her eyes. "Oh, that's right," she murmured under her breath.

Yang Wei perked up and arched an eyebrow. "Huh? What's up?" he asked.

Mu Lingxi's lips curled into a small smile as she divulged, "My younger sister, Mu Lin, lives in the house next to yours."

Yang Wei's eyes widened with interest. "Ah, so I was right about only special students getting their own independent quarters."

Mu Lingxi shook her head, "Not exactly. It's more a matter of special and noble students. Some of their families have donated hundreds of gold for the support of the sect, which is one of the reasons we remain an upper-class sect, aside from our overall power."

It was the normal intricacy of the sect's social structure.

Yang Wei nodded thoughtfully, "So your sister stays here because she's the daughter of Chief Mu?"

Mu Lingxi confirmed, "Exactly."

As Yang Wei surveyed the courtyard again, he asked, "Who stayed here before me?"

"It's not important," said Mu Lingxi, blushing as she did. Trying to shift the topic, she abruptly pointed at Yang Wei and emphasized, "You'll be able to comfortably live here due to my status in the Spirit Harmony Peak. Make sure to work hard so it doesn't tarnish my image."

Barely listening, Yang Wei idly picked dirt from his ear and retorted, "Sure, sure, whatever."

Mu Lingxi pouted, urging him to listen to her. "It's important if you want to be favored here as a future outer sect disciple."

There was insistence and concern in her tone.

Suddenly, Mu Lingxi lost her footing and began to teeter.

Before she could fall, Yang Wei swiftly caught her in his arms, concern etched on his face as he asked, "Are you okay?"

Mu Lingxi touched her forehead and assured, "I'll be fine. I'm just feeling a little weak in the knees. You may have healed me, but the same can't be said about my Nascent Soul."

Yang Wei looked at her with curiosity and asked, "Nascent Soul?"

Mu Lingxi encouraged him, "You'll learn more about it when you start cultivating."

Yang Wei nodded, "Alright then."

Since he was still carrying Mu Lingxi in his arms, Yang Wei used his hand to feel one of her fresh, meaty thighs. The skin of her thighs were temptingly soft and absolutely smooth and silky when caressed.

"Wow, you have really beautiful legs," Yang Wei murmured.

Mu Lingxi's cheeks blushed, and she stammered, "I... I get that a lot."

Why am I blushing, why am I stuttering?! I've never felt like this around other men, so why now?!

Yang Wei grinned mischievously.

After, he gave her luscious thigh a soft squeeze and felt the fullness of her juicy flesh and then he continued to rub and massage her thigh with that same hand.

Her thighs... They feel so pleasant and sensual to touch, almost like my hand is melting into its meatiness. She feeds well without a doubt.

His grip on her thigh remained soft and sensual, just squeezing it in a manner that triggered sensations throughout Mu Lingxi's body.

"Ahnnn~!" she moaned with eyes tightly shut.

Oh? she's into it... Yang Wei figured.

"You pervert!" Mu Lingxi shouted.

She tried slapping him, but Yang Wei easily dodged her attempt. Then, she forcefully broke free and simultaneously attempted a roundhouse kick aimed for his neck, but he gently stepped back and evaded that as well.

He chuckled, "Easy, I just got carried away by the moment."

Mu Lingxi quickly retorted, "You're not at the cultivation level needed to do that."

Naturally, she looked riled up, but she clearly enjoyed that.

Unamused, Yang Wei simply stared at her.

Jeez, she's so easy...

Yang Wei smiled and teleported in front of her, challenging her assertion. "So, if I were as strong as you in terms of cultivation, would that mean you'd agree to get in bed with me?" he teased.

Seeing as Yang Wei was so close to her face, she shifted her gaze to the side. However hard she tried to maintain her composure, she still ended up stuttering.

"M... Maybe, but y... You really should remember... Women hold most of the power here. You shouldn't be so straightforward. As a woman, it'd make me look diffident if I wasn't the one who made the advances, you know."

As if he didn't hear a thing, Yang Wei inched closer to her.

Mu Lingxi warned, "You're getting a little too close." She kept on moving back, only for her back to hit a tree.

Their faces almost touching, Yang Wei defended himself.

"Why can't I express my feelings or make advances? It sounds stupid not to."

Shifting her head away to avoid the closeness of his face, she asked, "Is this your way of saying you like me?"

Surprisingly enough, she asked that question in a rather bold manner.

Yang Wei gently grasped her chin, peering directly into her eyes. "Of course, I like all beautiful women."

Fed up by his "disgusting" answer, Mu Lingxi pushed him away.

"That's enough, I should've known!"

She stormed off immediately after, walking in a brisk and furiously energetic manner.

"Wait, aren't you supposed to teach me about this cultivation thing?" Yang Wei called after her.

"NO!!" she harshly refused before vanishing in a swirl of golden flames.

Yang Wei was left dumbfounded.

He folded his arms and tilted his head. "I just can't seem to understand that woman," he said.