The Fairies Always Want to Ruin My Daoist Heart

I gave my master a disciple application, and she turned around and wrote “marriage contract” on it.

A cool, aloof goddess invited me to study the Supreme Sword Canon with her. She said earnestly, “Only those with steadfast Dao hearts may learn it.”

I opened it to the first page, and the words “dual cultivation” nearly blinded me.

A succubus cast a love spell on me, gazing at me with sultry eyes. “My darling, from now on, I'll be the only one in your heart.”

I looked at her and asked sincerely, “Does your spell come with after-sales service?”

“What do you think is the greatest obstacle on the path to immortality?”

On the title page of a guide to avoiding trouble in the cultivation world, someone had written a short note in red ink:

“To attain the Great Dao, beware the immortals.”

I, Li Qing'an, reincarnated into the cultivation world in a car that wasn't a Mercedes, and I couldn't agree more with what I'd written.

In this world, the immortal maidens are harder to guard against than inner demons.