Dyrem

In the Azure Phoenix Realm, Xu Qi, a normal telemarketer on Earth, found himself transmigrated into a body with a similar name as him. However, he found out that he had nothing of the usual golden finger or system that he often read in webnovels. Instead, he only has his talent honed from his job, his silver tongue that can make his customers buy his wares or his former girlfriends fall from his sweet nothings.

With words as his tool, he carefully navigates the competitive world of cultivation. However, he might not be as helpless as he thought he would be as he discovered that his words were more effective with women.

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Note: This delves more into the MC's interactions with different women than the cultivation world itself. But world-building won't be neglected. Just expect less action and more talking. Netori? Most likely. If you've read my other novel Stealing Spree, you'd know what to expect.

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Eloquent Ascent

The mature woman couldn't help but laugh heartily at Xu Qi's charming demeanor. "Please, take a seat and drop your formalities just like how you were the last time you were here." She gestured for Xu Qi to join her at the low table, sitting on the cushion opposite each other.

"If Elder insists then... " Xu Qi relaxed his posture and took a seat, meeting the Elder's gaze boldly as if he were looking at his peers.

Elder Sun's eyes sparkled with amusement, setting aside the scrolls she had been reading. "How was your mission?" I've also heard what happened out there. I'm glad you returned safe and even stronger than I expected you to be."

"I was lucky and it was thanks to the gifts you bestowed me, Elder."

"Come on, Xu Qi, I told you to drop the formalities. Here, can you hold my hand again?" Elder Sun's voice was sharp at first but it turned into a silent call for intimacy as she stretched her arm across the table, her delicate fingers fluttering open.

Aunt Xiulan