Born with a Destitute Fate? The More They Spend on Me, the Stronger I Get

When Lin An opened his eyes, he had become a gravely wounded younger brother-in-law, bedridden and watched over by a sister-in-law as beautiful as a celestial maiden.

Before he could figure out whether his big brother sold straw sandals or steamed buns, a System voice rang in his mind:

He bore the "Heaven-Accursed Pauper's Bones." Any money he got his hands on was bound to slip away.

His only way to survive was to live off women.

Every penny a woman spent on him could be turned into points and exchanged for all kinds of rewards.

And so, he began his life of living off women with a clear conscience.

His widowed sister-in-law sold her dowry for him, the richest heiress lavished him with money, the aloof sword immortal poured all her sect's resources into him, and even the Empress, once she ascended the throne, supported him with the strength of the entire nation.

Everyone laughed at him for relying on women, calling him the greatest kept man under heaven.

Until one day, dark chaos erupted and countless powerful figures fell.

He sighed and set down the half-eaten spirit fruit.

"Well, I've lived off you all for long enough. It's time... to show you the real stuff."