Li Feng was just a regular pervy guy from Earth who somehow landed in a world where cultivators cared way more about the Dao than their own mortal bodies.

On his first day, by some crazy luck, he found 35,000 spirit stones on a dead cultivator.
He blew 30,000 of those stones just to buy his way into one of the top sects as an outer disciple. 
After years of grinding and nearly burning through the rest of his stones trying to break through, he’s still stuck at the lowest cultivation level. 

Now, with only a hundred stones left and his patience running thin, he decides to spend those last stones on a night of mortal pleasure with a cold, distant senior sister who usually doesn’t give a damn about things like that.
She agrees ,not because she’s interested, but because the price is hard to say no to. 

What Li Feng doesn’t realize is that this reckless move give him the chance to finally break free from his bottleneck and change everything.
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A lot of Smut, No NTR, No Yuri.

The entire space seemed to have collapsed, revealing a massive, gaping hole.


It was so dark and deep, it seemed like a hollow leading straight into the abyss.


At the very bottom of that depth lay an endless stretch of black water...as if the foundation of the world itself had been torn away, leaving nothing but darkness and liquid void.


The Apostle's body floated, gaze staring upward.


Its voice trembled, fragmented, barely holding together.


A low, sorrowful murmur swallowed again and again by the surrounding void.


But then something began to move across the water as small ripples spreading outward like cautious footsteps.


The black water shifted, parting gently with each movement as something... was walking across it.


The figure was made of shadow, a silhouette resembling a man.


Chapter 302 - Chapter 302: The Final Preparation.