The Good-for-Nothing Raised by the Succubus Lord

Gu Qingmian, leader of the Spirit Artifact Sect, was once a top physics student at Peking University. When the end of the Dharma age arrived, she founded the Spirit Artifact Sect, independent of all the other sects and revered by countless people.

But Sect Leader Gu had a secret.

By day, she was the sect's peerlessly aloof holy maiden. But now and then, at night, she would visit the Demon Sect, change into another outfit, and play the Demon Lord for a while.

If you're wondering what kind of demon the Demon Sect was,

sorry, succubi.

Gu Qingmian got carried away indulging herself in her succubus role and sampled a young cultivator.

The cultivator was an icy, peerlessly beautiful woman, hiding in a cave with an injury. Even the bandages wrapped around her wound looked delicious.

Her spiritual energy was weak, so she was probably a poor student at her sect, too. After being eaten, she stared back with damp, bewildered eyes. She was a truly beautiful good-for-nothing. Gu Qingmian asked if she wanted to come back with her. From then on, she kept the woman at the Demon Sect, enjoying nights of passion to her heart's content.

Until the sect assembly.

The young cultivator on her knees struggled to lift her head. The revered figure seated on the platform was none other than the succubus big sister who had tugged at her belt with bell-adorned toes just the night before.

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Lu Jiu, a good-for-nothing at her sect, had so little spiritual power that even her spiritual root couldn't be detected. She was stunningly beautiful, her family was dirt poor, and she relied entirely on her salary as the sect's mascot to support her grandmother.

Every year, she took the spiritual-root test along with the new students. Every year, nothing showed up.

Even much later, the test still couldn't detect one.

But at the battlefield where the top experts were barely holding back the rampaging spiritual power of a demon king from another world, she tore off her inconvenient robe, revealing a fitted top and pants, pulled back the bolt of an old rifle, and blew the demon king's head off with one shot.

The assembled experts: Who? You?!

Theme: Deus ex machina (literally)