Milfs: Dual Cultivation

Radiant Moon Pavilion

Far from the Silver Phoenix Sect's orderly halls, the Radiant Moon Pavilion hummed with an entirely different energy.

Located on top of floating islands, wreathed in perpetual moonlight, the Pavilion was a masterpiece of enchantments.

A natural masterpiece, manmade miracle.

Its unnatural beauty masked the dangerous power of its inhabitants.

Some of the absolute powerhouse lives here.

The sect is close to become a diamond rank sect.

Lady Xue Mei, the Pavilion Mistress, reclined in her moonlit chamber, observing the sect's movements below through a crystal orb.

She was a woman of timeless elegance, a solid milf, big chest, hip with small waist and pretty face.

Her silvery-white hair cascading over her shoulders like a veil of frost.

Her demeanor radiated calm, but her sharp eyes betrayed her calculating nature.

Beside her stood Elder Bai Qian, her trusted advisor and master of illusion techniques.

Bai Qian's pale robes fluttered as if caught in an unseen breeze, his aura a blend of grace and danger like in typical donghua.

"They grow restless," Bai Qian remarked, gesturing to the orb.

It displayed an image of disciples sparring in the training grounds, their techniques precise but lacking the raw aggression of other sects.

"They must," Xue Mei replied, her voice soft yet commanding.

"The celestial lotus will not come to us through brute strength. The Silver Phoenix Sect will attempt to dominate through strategy, while the Crimson Blade Sect will bleed themselves dry in reckless combat. We, however, will remain unseen, striking only when the time is right,"

Bai Qian smirked. "As always, Mistress, you weave the threads of fate with perfection."

A soft knock at the chamber door interrupted their conversation.

"Enter," Xue Mei commanded.

The door slid open to reveal Li Ying, her most promising disciple.

His movements were fluid and precise full of grace like a model-walk, cold and stoic, his demeanor exuding quiet confidence.

Behind him were Jiang Rou and the twin prodigies known as the Yin and Yang Blades.

"Li Ying," Xue Mei said, her tone carrying both authority and affection.

Not only is this brat a disciple but also her son.

However, their master-disciple relation is bigger than mother-son.

"Have you prepared your team?"

Li Ying knelt, bowing his head.

"Yes, Mistress. Jiang Rou's mastery of illusions will confuse our enemies, while the twins' perfect synchronization ensures no opponent can stand before them. I will direct the flow of battle, ensuring we strike only when necessary..."

Xue Mei's lips curved into a faint smile.

The plan was simple but good.

"Good. Remember, Li Ying, the celestial lotus is not merely a prize... It is a key to our ascension. Do not allow sentiment or pride to cloud your judgment... Through past countless years no one has managed to ascend but it might be broken in upcoming years,"

Li Ying looked up, his gaze resolute.

"Mistress, I understand the weight of this task. I will not fail."

"See that you don't," Xue Mei replied, her voice as cold as moonlight.

+---+

The Crimson Blade Sect!

While the Radiant Moon Pavilion moved in silence, the Crimson Blade Sect reveled in chaos.

These motherfuckers were really crazy in their head.

Their headquarters was a fortress of black stone and crimson banners, echoed with the sounds of clashing steel and fierce roars.

From their name alone one could tell they were sword dual cultivators.

In the central courtyard, Zhan Tianyu, the sect leader, observed his disciples with a critical glowing red-eye.

His presence alone was enough to intimidate; his towering frame and the scars lining his face spoke of countless battles.

The scar on his eyes was truly menacing.

Beside him stood Wu Lan, his most feared and revered disciple.

Her crimson robes clung to her lithe form, her piercing gaze daring anyone to challenge her.

She was a prodigy not only in cultivation but also in the art of war but sad, her husband is old man.

But the deed were done anyway.

"Lan," Zhan Tianyu growled, his voice like grinding stone.

"The time for talk has ended. The celestial lotus will be ours, no matter the cost... With this, you and Elder Ma can ascend,"

Wu Lan smirked, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword.

"Master, let me lead the vanguard. The Silver Phoenix Sect hides behind their strategies, and the Radiant Moon Pavilion relies on illusions. Neither can withstand the might of our blades... My sword thrist for blood,"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Zhan Tianyu's laughter boomed across the courtyard.

"That's why I chose you, Lan. But remember, while strength is our greatest weapon, overconfidence is our greatest weakness. Do not underestimate our enemies, those sly fox, they relies on cowardly underhand method,"

Wu Lan nodded, her expression serious.

"I understand, Master. I will cut through them like a blade through silk,"

"Good." Zhan Tianyu turned to address the gathered disciples, his voice resonating like a war drum.

"Crimson Blade Sect, prepare for battle! The time has come to show the cultivation world the power of true warriors!"

The courtyard erupted in cheers, the bloodlust of the disciples palpable.

+———+

Shadow troops;

In the Azure Veil Valley, where the celestial lotus would soon bloom, another force stirred and they were shadows.

Not like those from sun-jin woo.

Lol

The Midnight Shadow Sect, a faction shrouded in secrecy, moved like blur in the dark thanks to their shadow walking technique.

Their members were assassins and spies, their techniques designed to strike unseen and unheard.

Deep within the valley, a small group of assassins gathered around a campfire.

Their leader, Hei An, was a man of few words but immense skill.

He was even trained by one of Yakxas.

His black robes blended seamlessly with the shadows, and his cold, calculating eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness.

Those red eyes looks really scary.

"We strike when the sects are at their weakest," Hei An said, his voice barely above a whisper because he knows damn well that even trees can hear voice.

"Let them shed blood over the lotus. When the time comes, we will claim it for ourselves,"

The plan was simple and great.

Let other do their work and we will be taking the reward.

Muhahaha, it's like slapping their ass.

One of the assassins, a woman named Mei Lian, frowned. "And if they discover us?"

They were one of great sect which is still feared.

If every member of their sect is hiding, others will easily figure out their plan.

Hei An's lips curled into a faint smile. "Then they will die before they can act,"

The group fell silent, the weight of their task sinking in.

The Midnight Shadow Sect thrived on chaos, and the upcoming conflict promised to be a feast after all why not!?

Will they even have time to think about their sect on presence of other sect?

Let those fools fight among themselves and reap all the reward.

Sadly, they can't take women because even if they decided to rape, women will die and they themselves will receive backlash.

X———X

Few days passed...

Early morning!n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

As the major sects prepared for the battle, smaller fac,tions , and rogue cultivators sought opportunities to align themselves with the winning side.

Which was the logical move for weaklings.

Who knows they might receive enlightenment and make a breakthrough

During these three days, the person present here has gathered too much Yin or Yang energy stored within them.

( Only Mc can instantly absorb the energy to maximum effect )

In a secluded forest outside the valley, representatives from the Azure Sky Alliance and the Iron Fang Sect met in secret.

The Azure Sky envoy, a slender man named Liu Cheng, spoke first.

"The Silver Phoenix Sect has always been a symbol of stability in this region. Aligning with them guarantees protection,"

The Iron Fang representative, a burly man named Hu Shan, snorted.

"Stability doesn't win battles... Clearly the Crimson Blade Sect's ferocity is what we need. They'll carve through their enemies and leave the rest of us to pick the spoils,"

"And what of the Radiant Moon Pavilion?" Liu Cheng countered.

"Their illusions could tip the scales in their favor... I heard you can be trapped there for years,"

"Or betray their allies when it suits them," Hu Shan growled.

"No, the Iron Fang Sect values strength and loyalty... The Crimson Blade Sect is our choice," Hu Shan further added.