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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 487

Mary Kay was in the business of men.

So, stepping into a room full of men, she was all but oozing confidence. Dressed in lacy black gown, with puffy shoulders, and her hair braided and tucked around. she strode into the room in light footsteps.

Facing no one but Tiffany, she bowed her head slightly- really it was more of a nod;

"Lady Reaves, please accept my condolence once again. You recent troubles are really disheartening. I pray for strength in these turbulent times."

Across the edges of Tiffany's black eyes, signs of a gathering storm began to grow.

"You are most gracious. But what troubles exactly do you speak of?"

"Oh, pardon me," she chirped innocently- sweeping her eyes across the table; "Was it meant to be a secret? Your men should be disciplined really. Are they keeping information from you?"

"Keeping what exactly?"