The Essential Oil Masseuse of the Multiverse

A male masseur transmigrates to a world where martial arts from countless realms coexist. No System, no powerful connections, no sect to take him in, and he can barely afford the fare. In this situation, Su Li can only dust off the special skill he once used at the White Horse Club to wear out three steel wool scrubbers in a single night!

"Miss Long, have you ever heard of Kato's hand?"

"Miss Wang, want a spa? I can do... back scrubs!"

"Mother-in-law, you wouldn't want Mr. Duan to find out, would you?"

Li Qingluo: ...

"Imperial Preceptor, want the Wudang Pure Yang Skill? All you have to do is help me tie up Li Qiushui."

Jiumozhi: ...I can't beat him.

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This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.