The Licentious Cultivator

Darkness, a swirling void of red particles, and chaotic energies. Within it, the mighty Xue Ritian, his form a pure white contrast to his flowing red hair, seethed.

"To think that I, the mighty Xue Ritian, am forced to restart my cycle of reincarnation. Even worse, to go to a lowly world called Earth. Arrrrgh! My time is running out, might as well keep important fragments of my memories in the River of Time. I can only store one-fifth of them, shit! I swear, Long Aotian, in my next life, I will have my revenge!"

His soul merged, a bright light shrouded his vision, then dissipated. Around him, a wide expanse of verdant grass. Two men engaged in a fight to the death, their Qi non-existent. Mortals. He approached, seeking answers, but they ignored him. He reached out to touch one, and his vision turned black.

A warm, soothing darkness engulfed his soul, pulling him into the embrace of rebirth.

"Push, madam!"

"A little more, darling!"

"I can see the head! It's coming!"

Urghhhh!!!

"What a beautiful child," praised one midwife. "Our Lu clan is destined to live forever," another added.

Holding the newborn, Lu Shantian declared, "His name will be Zheng, yes, Lu Zheng." Song Bing, exhausted yet beaming, cuddled the baby. "This is my son. He is so handsome."

_Uh? Who are these? Oh, I remember now. I am Xue Ritian. I was forced to restart my cycle of reincarnation. My soul has now transmigrated to Earth. I, oh my, are these boobs? My mom? So smooth [touches] and soft too._

"Kya! Shantianer, our child is so perverse. He must have gotten his bad genes from you," Song Bing giggled. Lu Shantian laughed heartily. "Hehehehe. He is my son indeed."

_To think I would suck on these for a year. Is this a blessing in disguise?_