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The Dark Lord's NTR Harem

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Chapter 1Chapter 1 OP

"I'm screwed!" our MC panicked, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of his new reality.

He had just transmigrated into a xianxia world, a place where cultivation, power, and mystical realms defined one's existence.

The last thing he remembered was getting dead drunk during a night of reckless abandon, only to wake up in a completely foreign world.

To his horror, the body he now inhabited had met a similar fate—the original owner, a worthless young master who couldn't cultivate, had drowned himself in liquor until it finally claimed his life.

This fool had literally drunk himself to death.

Staring at his unfamiliar surroundings, the realization of his predicament hit him like a ton of bricks.

He was now in the body of a complete loser, a young master who had wasted his life away in a drunken stupor.

"System, where are you?" our MC prayed, desperation lacing his voice.

He had read enough web novels to know that a transmigrator was usually blessed with some sort of cheat—a system, a divine artifact, anything that could give him an edge in this new world.

Without it, he was as good as dead in a place where the strong preyed on the weak.

"DING!" A chime echoed in his mind, and relief washed over him. His prayers were answered—of course they were. This was the natural perk of the countless transmigrators who had come before him.

"Congratulations, host! You have been granted the cultivation base of a true immortal. Please enjoy your life from now on," a serene woman's voice resonated in his ears.

Before he could fully comprehend her words, an unimaginable rush of power surged through his body.

He felt his dantian fill with boundless energy, his meridians expanding to contain the overwhelming force. It was as if the heavens themselves had blessed him.

Countless immortal techniques and secret arts flooded his mind, embedding themselves deep within his soul. When he finally opened his eyes again, our MC was a whole new man.

"Hehehe, this cheat is OP!" he cackled, the sound echoing in the quiet room. For a long time, he couldn't stop laughing.

The sheer absurdity of his situation, coupled with the intoxicating power he now wielded, made him giddy with excitement.

Once he managed to calm down, he decided to test the limits of his newfound abilities.

With a thought, he activated his divine sense, allowing it to sweep across the entire universe in an instant. Planets, stars, galaxies—all were laid bare before him. But he didn't stop there.

Pushing further, he peeled back the fabric of reality itself, his consciousness stretching beyond the known universe.

What he discovered left him in awe—the multiverse, a vast expanse of alternate realities, each more wondrous and terrifying than the last, lay hidden just beyond this one.

However, what truly shocked him was the realization that there were no other true immortals besides him. He was the sole being of his caliber, unrivaled and unmatched.

This revelation brought our OP MC a profound sense of calm. He was now the apex predator, the one who stood at the very top of the food chain.

With such unparalleled power, he could walk sideways in this world, and no one would dare challenge him.

The fear and anxiety that had gripped him upon his arrival melted away, replaced by a growing sense of invincibility.

His thoughts drifted back to Earth, the world he had left behind. With a mere flick of his mind, he located his home planet, observing it from the safety of his divine sense.

But as he gazed at the familiar blue orb, he found himself strangely detached. What did Earth have to offer him now? He had been an orphan, drifting through life without family or purpose.

He had been a single dog, living alone, without companionship. He had never even experienced the warmth of love, still a virgin when he had left that world behind.

There was nothing tying him to his old life, no pressing reason to return.

"The women here in this xianxia world are of much better quality," he mused, his thoughts taking a decidedly different turn. The world he now inhabited was filled with legendary beauties, cultivators whose elegance and grace were beyond anything Earth had to offer.

"I should bag myself a wife or two—or perhaps create a harem to accompany me for eternity. Without that, life might get too boring too soon."

The idea of building a harem, filled with the most exquisite women of the xianxia world, took root in his mind. Why not? With his power, he could have anyone he desired.

He envisioned himself surrounded by celestial beauties, their delicate hands and enchanting smiles all vying for his attention.

They would stand by his side, his loyal companions throughout the endless years of his immortal life.

A plan began to form. He would travel this world, seek out the most talented and beautiful women, and make them his.

But it wouldn't be just for pleasure—no, he would create a family, a dynasty of cultivators whose power would rival the heavens themselves.

His descendants would rule this world, and their name would be spoken with reverence and fear.

Our OP MC smiled to himself, the first steps of his grand plan already taking shape in his mind.

He took a deep breath, feeling the vast power within him, and then walked out of the room, eager to explore this xianxia world for himself. The possibilities were endless, and the world was his to conquer.

As he stepped outside, the sun shone brightly in the sky, casting a golden light over the sprawling landscapes before him.

Mountains that pierced the heavens, rivers that sparkled like silver threads, and cities filled with cultivators all lay waiting to be discovered.

Our MC took it all in with a sense of anticipation, knowing that this world was only the beginning of his journey. There were other realms, other dimensions, all waiting to be explored, conquered, and ruled.

But first, he would start here. The xianxia world would bow before him, and he would leave his mark on it for all eternity.

He was no longer the loser who had drowned in alcohol—he was the true immortal, the ultimate cheat, and his adventure was just beginning.

With that thought, he set out, ready to carve his name into the annals of history. The world awaited him, and he intended to seize it with both hands.

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