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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 |

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540 Chs

Chapter 428 It's not your fault

"Get up, Nora! Please, get up!" Her mental plea echoed in the recesses of her consciousness, a silent prayer for the safety of her friend.

The scene unfolded before Tiffany like a nightmare, each second stretching into an agonizing eternity. Doubt and terror mingled within her, threatening to overwhelm reason. "What do I do? I can't just stand here!" The realization struck her with a force that cut through the immobilizing fear. 

The black figure moved away from Nora motionless figure and moved close to Tiffany. The seconds hung heavy as Tiffany's eyes remained fixed on Nora's unmoving form "Nora, please! Wake up!" Her voice quivered with a mix of fear and anguish, the echoes of her own vulnerability bouncing off the remnants of the shattered carriage. Dread gnawed at her, and the silent question persisted: Was Nora still among the living, or had the shadows of death claimed her?