I Get Stronger Every Time I’m Hit? But I Just Want to Milk the Empress for All She’s Worth

Chu Feng transmigrated into a fantasy world as the most pitiful “resource” of all: a cultivation furnace reserved exclusively for the Saintess Hall. Locked to a cold sacrificial altar, he watched the peerlessly beautiful Female Emperor Leng Yuehuang plunge her sword into his heart. He thought certain death awaited him. But at the moment he died, a cold prompt rang out in his mind:

[Fatal damage sustained. Cultivation +999]