“Senior Brother, why do you smell so nice?”
“Senior Brother, how did your muscles get so... well-built?”
Xiu Jiu had only one dream in life: to be a tough guy, a hero, a real man.
But one day, everything started going off course.
His stamina kept getting worse, and his muscles kept shrinking.
When he threw a punch, it no longer produced a rush of wind, but a heady fragrance that made people’s legs go weak.
He had finally made it into the inner sect and thought they could cure him, but the timetable read:
Dance for fitness class, make desserts for alchemy class, practice smoldering glances for footwork class.
He broke down on the spot. “Ancestor, are you out of your mind? I came here to learn how to fight!”
The elder smiled. “Fail to earn enough credits, and you’re expelled from the sect.”
Even worse, twelve heart-shaped tattoos appeared on his lower abdomen. Every time he used yin energy, one lit up at random.
Sometimes he’d suddenly grow wings. Other times, he’d open his mouth and let out a seductive moan.
The most ridiculous time, he summoned a little squealing creature that clung to his shoulder and yelled at his enemy, “Don’t you dare bully him!”
Out of options, he gritted his teeth and went undercover in the Demon Cult, only to be chased all over the world by its Saintess.
“Saintess, please leave me alone! I’m really not a woman!”
“Stop pretending. You look more like one than I do!”
After that, things went completely off the rails.
For no apparent reason, he was placed on a throne. Everyone in the hall knelt and shouted, “Long live Her Majesty the Queen!” A giant portrait of him with white hair and red eyes hung on the wall, too.
Xiu Jiu buried his face in his hands and let out a mournful cry. “Just how blind are you people?”
After nightfall, a little demon in the corner secretly turned back the number on his push-up counter.
Without even looking up, he said, “Don’t think I didn’t see that.”
Three hundred. Not one less.
As for everything else... it was all a misunderstanding... probably...
This book is still too normal. I suggest writing another three hundred chapters so that people can savor it carefully [I understand]
Thanks to the author. I almost fell asleep while doing homework in the middle of the night. After reading two and a half chapters, I instantly became energetic 🙂
I feel like I'm getting better and better as I write more and more, and the world is getting bigger and bigger.