The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Wise words about how every path starts with the first step – any larger and complex task begins with one small step that leads us towards our goals. For many, these words served as support, guiding them on the cultivation path.

"On the long road, there is no light luggage." These words emphasize that in life, hardships are inevitable, and everyone must strengthen their spirit and keep moving forward, but...

"What the fuck!" a disappointed voice echoed. The place was in the high mountains, where a luxurious city with numerous pavilions was situated. The scene was incredibly beautiful, making hearts tremble.

On top of the mountain, the city was surrounded by clouds, and only a few spiritual beasts could reach such heights. It was the Heavenly Sword Sect. The earlier cry came from this city, which was, in fact, the sect's territory.

In one of the pavilions surrounded by a mysterious formation, a young man sat in a small room, covering his face with his hands. Only his long black hair and dazzling white hanfu were visible.

"How irritating! I've spent so much time here in vain and haven't learned a single technique! They'll kill me if they find out I'm just loafing around here," exclaimed the young man with horror.

His name was Xie Qing – a young master from the wealthy Xie family on the Northern continent, far from the Heavenly Sword Sect, located on the Eastern continent.

"Aaargh!"

The endless cries of the youth's regret and despair were perplexing. After some time, he removed his hands, revealing his face. Truly, he was beautiful – neat and cute features, thin dense eyebrows, a small and tidy nose, cherry-like lips, and black eyes that shimmered as if stars were in them.

The reason for his despair was simple – he joined the sect a four year ago, but at that time, he only reached the 3rd stage of Enlightenment, which was the lowest level among the cultivation stages.

"It's over. It's over. It's over! This way, they'll kick me out of the sect, and they won't even let me return home! I'll have to seduce a wealthy mature woman, preferably beautiful, and ride on her coattails for the rest of my life... wait, is that not a bad idea?... Of course, it's not!"

Ignoring his strange behavior and chaotic thoughts, it could be said that his fate was not enviable. Although Xie Qing possessed impressive beauty, charisma, and other qualities, he was weak! He wasn't talented!

"Why was I born beautiful but talentless?! If not for that witch taking me in, the female disciples would have torn my body apart, used my beautiful body, and then forced me to be their husband!"

...Well, he was a narcissist, but it couldn't be said that he was wrong about his fate. The first days in the sect were just horrible. He had to run away from a crowd of hungry girls who were his sect sisters. The worst part was that many elders and inner-court disciples didn't hesitate to chase him, wanting to drag him into bed!

"What the heck, again?! I deserve better conditions!" he shouted, standing up with determination, clenching his fist in front of him.

"What are you yelling there, foolish disciple?! Don't you know I'm sleeping at this time?!"

"Oops..."

Xie Qing turned his head and saw a beautiful girl in the doorway, resembling an immortal fairy. She had long, silky black hair and blue eyes that sparkled with anger. Her body was well-developed in all the right places.

The woman's hair was disheveled, and her pink hanfu was worn haphazardly as if she were in a hurry. But Xie Qing knew that this was her usual appearance.

"Master..."

Despite being noisy just a few minutes ago, he had to fall silent in her presence. Her name was Xu Mei, and despite her youthful appearance, she was an ancient monster who had lived longer than all of Xie Qing's ancestors combined.

She was an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect but did not enjoy particular popularity, and her reputation was not the best. Xu Mei was a devilish drunkard who drank more than she spoke. In her free time, she spent days on alcohol, even forcing Xie Qing to drink with her, leading him to develop a habit of drinking!

"Horror... under the influence of this woman, I become a useless idiot, only capable of spending my parents' money," thought Xie Qing, squeezing his neck and sighing, thinking of his mother.

While Xie Qing was lost in his thoughts, Xu Mei looked at him with irritation, then waved her hand and loudly said, pulling him out of his thoughts, "Follow me. I need a massage."

"Yes..."

Xie Qing could only nod politely, not daring to refuse her. Although this woman was a drunkard and a societal mistake, she had tremendous power that immediately silenced everyone.

Being under her protection was a blessing for Xie Qing – he gained protection and decent cultivation techniques. Xu Mei even occasionally gave him gifts. However, in return, he had to perform servant-like tasks! This made him angry; he was a proud man and wanted to become the strongest cultivator.

"Do you enjoy it, Master?"

"Uuf... How pleasant..."

However, it seemed that even the future strongest cultivator had to yield in some places. Nevertheless, Xie Qing didn't complain, as having the protection of an elder was something ordinary disciples couldn't even dream of. Although he was still an outer disciple, he lived better than his peers.

Now, he was in the massage room, gently massaging Xu Mei's slender and delicate body, occasionally hearing her soft sighs.

"Gulp... damn, this witch is bad in character, but her appearance..."

Xie Qing couldn't help but swallow when he felt the softness of her body again, although he could only touch her shoulder.

Lying on her stomach, Xu Mei revealed her slender and beautiful buttocks, which, although covered by the pink hanfu, still stood out. Among the disciples, her reputation was bad, but she had many male admirers.

But her character...

"Ah, foolish disciple, you're squeezing your master's shoulders too hard. Do you want to lose your dinner today?"

"How terrible... your skills are really bad. What a disappointment."

"Hmm, not bad already. Although it's only by 0.0000001%, you've improved. Continue."

"..."

Xie Qing trembled in anger and clenched his fist, barely restraining his intention to strike her in the face, but he held back not because he didn't want to hit a woman, but simply because he would be killed immediately.

And as he finished the massage, ready to lead the sleeping Xu Mei to her room, a gentle sound of bells echoed in his mind.

Then, a semi-transparent panel appeared before him.

[System is impressed by the user's will and reveals itself in all its glory!]

Ding!

[Mission received: Seduce the Master]

[Description: Xu Mei – a beautiful woman with immense power. But there's a problem... she's a drunkard, and she has a foul mouth! So, as a true man, your task is to seduce her! Good luck... if you survive, that is.]

[Reward: random talent (x1), random physique (x1)]

"What?!"

Xie Qing was stunned, and after reading all the details, he froze in place.

"Are you telling me that... the mission is to seduce the Master?!"