I'm About to Be Sent to the Army, So What's Wrong With Snatching a Courtesan?

After transmigrating into the An'guo Duke's residence as a lowly illegitimate son, Pei Yin is forced from the start by his biased father to take the blame for poisoning a prince, a crime punishable by death.

Stripped of his clan status, he is exiled to the far north to serve as a human punching bag in a camp for death-row prisoners.

The good news: his soul holds a storage ring packed with magical treasures and spirit pills, as well as a top-tier demonic cultivation technique.

The bad news: his mortal body cannot cultivate directly. He must borrow a wisp of a woman's primordial yin to begin.

As it happens, the fine young heir who made him take the blame is throwing a lavish victory feast in a pavilion, and has secretly procured several stunning courtesans from the entertainment bureau.

Pei Yin rolls up his sleeves and grins:

"Good brother, help me stir up a little trouble tonight. I'll head to the heir's courtyard... and borrow someone to put out this fire."