Ellie_Ethereal

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From an apocalyptic world, Xu Feng transmigrates into a parallel world with a third gender. The heavens took pity on the 19-year-old who died as he awakened his ability in his original world, so he started a new life as a ger.

What is a ger? The third gender, a man who can impregnate women and be impregnated by men. 

There were even more surprises waiting for Xu Feng. He not only awakened a wood ability from his previous world, he was also met with a contract marriage he couldn’t refuse in the new world.

“Carry my son’s child, and I’ll make sure you live comfortably for the rest of your life.” 

“Whether you can birth a son for me or not, I don’t care. Just don’t get in my way, and I’ll make sure you want for nothing.”

Xu Feng looked at his “mother-in-law,” then back at his "playboy" of a “husband” before looking toward the fertile fields and vast mountains.

A peaceful farming life as a landlord with a spoiled young master was better than living life in the apocalypse. But Xu Feng was transported to a world with cultivation, demon beasts, and hidden secrets, a simple farming life might be too much to ask for.

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[Cultivation, Farming, Multiple partners/Throuple, BL, R-18, Child, HE]

The Ger's Contract Marriage [BL]

The greenhouse buzzed with warmth and life as the soft glow of paper lanterns flickered overhead. Their delicate light shimmered against the walls and fresh wooden beams. It cast a dreamy glow that mingled with the twilight filtering in from above.

Xu Feng stood at the entrance, momentarily still, taking in the familiar yet altered sight. Every time he entered the greenhouse in the last few hours, it stunned him. Yet, the greenhouse wasn't as vibrant as he remembered.

The Dragon Chrysanthemums—once lush and overflowing in the space—seemed thinner, their blooms less full. The unknown seeds he had planted months ago—maybe even a year earlier—had sprouted but looked weak, their leaves drooping as if weighed down by the absence of their caretaker.

The air felt cooler, lacking the dense humidity it once held. Despite the muted greenery, the space brimmed with warmth—not from plants, but from people. Family. Friends. And most importantly, his children.

Return of a Dancer