The Prince of Dual Cultivation

In the dead of night, screams of pain and terror echoed through the large plaza. Mangled bodies of fallen warriors littered the ground, their lifeless eyes gazing up at the stars.

"Stay in position! We need to hold her off until the elders arrive!" a man shouted above the chaos and destruction.

"She cannot be allowed to escape!" he continued, bracing himself for the next wave of attacks.

*Clang*

The warrior's blade clashed with an incoming sword, blocking the lightning-fast attack just in time.

"Get out of my way!" growled a woman in a low voice.

Her fierce expression sent chills down the seasoned warrior's spine. She was a beautiful woman, adorned in black and gold cultivator's robes. Her black hair shimmered with a purple hue under the moonlight, while her wine-red eyes made anyone who met her gaze feel like they were facing a deadly predator.

"My lady, please try to calm down. Can't you see what you're doing? None of this will bring your child back. At times like this, it's important to take the time to grieve in peace," the man said, hoping to soothe the woman's emotions.

The woman laughed maniacally, "HAHAHAHA! Grieve? I'll grieve once that bastard is on his knees, begging me for death and my baby's body is in my hands."

The man tried to reason with her, "I understand your pain, but we cannot allow you to act on these impulses. We are walking a thin line between life and total annihilation. Think of everyone you'll affect with your actions should you succeed."

"Then I'll just burn the entire world down first. That should solve your worries!" she countered, her face contorted with an unhinged expression.

The man pleaded with her, "My lady, please think of your young girls. You're the only family they have left now. Do you want to rob them of their mother too? Who will look after them and make sure the same thing doesn't happen again? This is not the time for vengeance."

The woman's concentration momentarily faltered at the man's words. This small lapse in concentration was enough for an elder, who had been hiding on the outskirts of the battle, to jump into action. The elder swiftly subdued the woman, putting a stop to the chaos.

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Far away from the chaos, an old man rode in a carriage. His weathered yet handsome face was graced with a calm and blissful expression as he gazed upon a sleeping child bundled in a blanket within his arms. The child, around a year old, slept peacefully, unaware of the chaos his disappearance had caused or the impact it would have on the world in the future.

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Author's Note: Hi, SWHT here. This is a prologue and teaser for my upcoming smut novel with a story. It will feature drama, action, mystery, and a harem of beautiful women for the MC.

I'm posting this teaser to ask for your opinion as I want you, the readers, to be involved in the creative process as much as possible.

Would you prefer a timeskip to the MC being an adult and leaving his spartan-like hell/death training to get to the smut quickly, with bits and pieces of what happened during those years of training being revealed as the story goes on?

Or would you rather wait for the smut, so I can build up the MC and various characters (including the cover girl who goes through similar training as the MC) through a training arc that could take anywhere between 10-30 chapters?

(The Prologue may be edited/expanded upon depending on the response)

Thank you for reading and I hope you join me on the long journey within this world filled with mysteries and countless beauties!