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I alone am the Honoured One!

What do you mean by there are cultivators in this world? And I have a heaven defying physique? Zhao Tian is living a normal life with his family including his mom and sister! But what will happen when he comes to know that this modern world he is living in is not normal and there are people who can use supernatural powers who are called 'cultivators?' He came to know that he has a physique that could even defy the mortal limitations of the heavens. From there his life changed with many women entering his life. And there seem to be a lot of secrets that lie within him that he doesn't even know himself. What will he do after knowing about his secret and origins?! ----------------------- The most important thing. NO NTR! NO YURI Dual Cultivation Yeah, there will also be r18 scenes, it will be marked as * and not every other chapter will be R18 Come and read it! At least try the free chapters man! The Mc is not a simp. He is cold toward his enemies and doesn't hesitate to kill them. He only shows his gentle side towards his loved ones and is very affectionate of them. English is not my first language, so there might be some errors and if you see an error you can para comment on it. I am constantly improving myself. Join discord: https://discord.gg/mzERE9sGhX 500 powerstones = 1 bonus chapter 100 Golden tickets = 2 bonus chapters Big gifts = bonus chapters ------------------------ Handsome MC R18 Big harem

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No sex!

Instead of answering immediately, Zhao Tian slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

He pressed his face against her neck again, his lips brushing her skin.

Yao Jing's breath hitched as his lips traveled downward, to her collarbone, then back up to her throat.

"Tian'er. You're avoiding my question." she scolded lightly, though her tone lacked any real bite.

"Am I?" Zhao Tian murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "Maybe I just missed you too much to think about anything else."

Yao Jing let out a soft laugh, gently pulling back to meet his gaze. "Such a sweet mouth. Now, stop stalling and tell me."

Instead of answering, Zhao Tian's hands moved to the sash of her robe, his fingers grazing the soft fabric as he gently pulled it loose.

The robe slipped slightly, revealing her smooth shoulder and the pale curve of her neck.