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While Others Cultivate, I Use My Unique RPG Leveling System to Cultivate Smut Romance With Their Girlfriends!

Did I reincarnate? Or was I transported to an Isekai cultivation world? To be honest, I have no clue! What matters is that I turned from being useless, bullied, and trash, to fully-fledged garbage in my new cultivation world! But what is this strange bleep that keeps ringing in my ears? Is this some kind of system? Oh God! Did you gift me such a cliché, right at the start of my journey? Wait, why are you trying to kill me? Did I do something to you? Stand back or I will be forced to use unstoppable Exhudia! Tell me, what did she do for you to treat your significant other in this way? Let me show you how girlfriends should be taken care of! Wait, everyone was always telling me that demons are bad, so why is this demonic queen trying to seduce me? Wait! KEEP YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM MY PRECIOUS SWORD! I just came back from a mission and was promised at least a half a year of break. Why are you bothering me again with something as silly as subjugating a devil general? ********************** Discord link: https://discord.gg/pJTVGZZ ********************* DISCLAIMER: I do not own the cover. It was made with the help of fellow author(ess?) with the usage of possibly copyrighted images. If you own the rights to any part of the cover and want me to take it down, please, inform me on my discord or comment.

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Moving to a new place

By the time I have fallen on my knees, grabbed Monica's hand and placed a light kiss on top of her fingers, one of the elders from the group that guided me along the city opened up some sort of portal, by squeezing yet another see-through stone he pulled from his robes. At this point, I could only be happy that I saw this action from behind Monica's body, shielded from the sight presented by this amulet or something.

"Uuu…"

"I hereby acknowledge elder Monica as my teacher. Is that okay?"

After raising my mouth from her hand, I saw how she graced me with yet another light smile of hers, completely disregarding the commotion starting behind her back. Only when the sounds of internalised disgust turned into the cacophony of retching noise, she attempted to turn her head around in order to check what was going on, only for me to pull on her hands.