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Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic

Nexus found himself transmigrated into an isekai of magic, where he encountered a captivating Dual Cultivation System. Realizing the importance of this system for his progress, he embarked on a quest to seek out girls who would wholeheartedly participate in the practice of dual cultivation alongside him. Failure to find willing partners meant that his ability to upgrade and advance would be severely hindered. Unfortunately, it appeared that the inhabitants of this magical isekai realm were oblivious to the concept of dual cultivation. Thankfully, within this realm, there existed a race known as succubi. These non-human beings possessed the ability to nourish themselves through the consumption of men's semen. Regrettably, they were considered undesirable by humans. Yet, Nexus discovered that he was an exceptional match for these succubi, forming a natural bond that made them highly compatible partners. Furthermore, Nexus encountered a stark contrast between the techniques described in the Xianxia novel he possessed and the actual magic present within the isekai realm. The disparity was substantial, requiring him to invest a considerable amount of time to acclimate himself to this unfamiliar form of magic. With his newfound allies, Nexus set out to make a profound impact on this new world. Tags: Fast-Paced | Dual Cultivation | Magic | Virgins | Harem | No-Yuri | Monster Girls |

Taosnothing · Fantasy
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540 Chs

Chapter 159 Stubborn One

The woman bowed, and scuttled across the wooden planks- leaving a very bewildered atmosphere behind her.

"So, you were saying I'm like this because I started using narcotics huh? Is that right?"

The manager stiffened. But Nexus held her gaze firmly;

"Ma'am, forgive my forwardness, but this isn't the time to play semantics. This is serious. You need to begin treatment as soon as possible. If you don't, you'll probably only get worse and. . ."

The woman's body suddenly heaved as she coughed violently on the bed. Her white hair poured freely across her face. In tense vibrating movements, she forcefully expelled the dry air in her lungs in sharp guttural noises- spluttering into the white towel on her hand.

The manager promptly surged forward to her side. Bending low at her side, he kept muttering;

"I'm so sorry ma'am. . .easy there. . .easy. . ."

Growling, she snapped at him as soon as her cough cleared up;

"I'M FINE!!"