A Heretical Cultivator in a Fantasy World, Whose Stunning Disciple Is Actually a Righteous Sword Immortal

My name is Mo Tian, and I'm an evil cultivator. But I'm also a good person, because I'm an ambitious young man from the twenty-first century.

I used to be content just coasting through life, until I awakened a System perfectly suited to me, called "Earn a Day by Living a Day."

"Grow quietly, don't take needless risks" and "Let someone else die, as long as I don't" are my guiding principles.

Life could have gone on carefree and worry-free like that, but everything changed when I had to go on a mission and couldn't help taking on a disciple.

My eldest disciple respects me like a mountain, but what's with the hearts in those lovesick eyes?

My second disciple wears a cold expression every day, as if I owe her millions and she wants to kill me.

My third disciple was an accident, taken in because our sect had no choice but to cooperate with the Acacia Sect. It's just that this girl is always lusting after my body.

What? Evil cultivators can't do good deeds? Who says so?