I Can Only Use Minor Skills

Kavim is a once-in-a-thousand-years genius, and a once-in-a-thousand-years deadweight.

He’s hopeless at cultivation, but a first-rate lover.

Whatever happens, someone else is always there to solve it for him.

His enemies rage helplessly. “Damn it, is hiding behind women all you can do?”

Meanwhile, he casually casts a little spell. “No, I can use magic too!”

Every enemy he defeats suffers the humiliation of being worn down by countless low-level spells.