The Only Magic and Modern Cultivation

"You little brat, even if you've made something of yourself, don't come back!" A call from a certain unscrupulous father.

"Yue'er, don't look for a boyfriend with too many qualifications. He just needs to come from a wealthy family, have parents who are both dead, be handsome, have a great figure, and be an only child." A certain mother, even more anxious than her son.

"Murong Fu, prepare to die!" The shout of a neighbor girl in the terminal stages of martial arts chuunibyou.

"I don't understand how to make a baby, but it seems to understand." The village chief's daughter shyly lowers her head.

"You just stick this thing in!" A glowing sword says something shocking.

"What kind of sin have I committed to deserve this?" The protagonist sits on a stone slab, holding his forehead.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.