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Eloquent Ascent

In the Azure Phoenix Realm, Xu Qi, a normal telemarketer on Earth, found himself transmigrated into a body with a similar name as him. However, he found out that he had nothing of the usual golden finger or system that he often read in webnovels. Instead, he only has his talent honed from his job, his silver tongue that can make his customers buy his wares or his former girlfriends fall from his sweet nothings. With words as his tool, he carefully navigates the competitive world of cultivation. However, he might not be as helpless as he thought he would be as he discovered that his words were more effective with women. ---- Note: This delves more into the MC's interactions with different women than the cultivation world itself. But world-building won't be neglected. Just expect less action and more talking. Netori? Most likely. If you've read my other novel Stealing Spree, you'd know what to expect. Check my other novel: Stealing Spree (R18) https://www.webnovel.com/book/stealing-spree_19920810706996705 --------------- Join my Discord Server: https://discord.gg/BWBWUrU

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Veiled Abyss's Scheme

The dungeon of the Feng Clan was not as daunting as Xu Qi had imagined. It looked bleak and lifeless but it was clean and spacious enough that the only discomfort the detained prisoners had here was the lack of sunlight.

When he reached the cell holding Madam Feng, he saw her seated cross-legged on a cushion at the center of the chamber, her eyes closed in deep meditation.

As Xu Qi stopped and faced her, Madame Feng opened her eyes, a tired smile stretched on her lips. She had regained some of her composure but the exhaustion from being detained was still etched on her face. Despite that, her eyes didn't show any regret, just acceptance.

She beckoned him closer with a gesture of her hand as she stood up and walked towards the iron bars.

"Young Master Xu," She began, "Many thanks for coming to see me, I've been meaning to... express my gratitude to you."

Her voice was weary but strong, like a willow bending in the storm but never breaking.