Villainous Master, Stop That, Disciple

Lin Yun transmigrated into a cultivation power fantasy about a Dragon-Aotian-style protagonist that he’d read before, and he even became the master of the protagonist’s harem...

First disciple Lin Muqiu: “Master, if you’re free tonight, could you come to my room and guide me in my cultivation...?”

Second disciple Lu Xue: “Master, my hand hurts a little, and I can’t hold my sword. Could you take a look for me?”

Third disciple Zhao Linger: “Master, didn’t you say my constitution was a little weak, and that you’d help me reshape it tonight...?”

No, no, something was seriously wrong here. Weren’t they all supposed to be part of Dragon-Aotian’s harem? Why were they all looking at me like they’d taken an aphrodisiac...?