I transmigrated into a sect full of immortal beauties and became its only man.
But the way my senior sisters look at me doesn’t seem like the way you’d look at a junior brother. It’s more like they’re looking at… a donkey on a communal farm?
My eldest senior sister is cold as ice, yet she pulls me aside late at night to “practice swordsmanship.”
My second senior sister is as passionate as fire and is always dragging me off to study “spear techniques.”
Then there’s my gentle third senior sister, and my gorgeous sect leader and master…
Sigh. For the sake of reviving the sect, I’m going to be completely worn out before long!
Liu Beiwen, okay