MEI LIN POV
I always knew I was nothing in their eyes.
"Mei Lin, you are useless. Trash.
The elder's voice cut through the training courtyard like a blade, his words striking harder than any sword ever could. Around me, disciples whispered, laughed, smirked. Some didn't even bother hiding their contempt. Why would they? I was already marked for failure.
My throat tightened. My palms stung from where my nails dug into them, but I forced myself not to cry. Crying in front of them would only prove him right.
"You've been in the Heavenly Jade Sect for three years," the elder continued, his hands clasped behind his back. "Three years, and you can't even circulate your qi properly. You have no roots, no talent, no foundation. What a waste of resources."
The disciples tittered, their gazes heavy with disdain. I wanted to sink into the ground and vanish.
"From today onward," the elder said coldly, "you are expelled. The sect has no place for dead weight."
His sleeve swished as he turned away, dismissing me as though I were dust beneath his feet.
Laughter rippled behind me.
"Did you hear? The trash finally got kicked out."
"Three years for nothing. Hah, I almost pity her."
"Almost."
My ears burned. My face felt hot. I wanted to scream, to tell them that I had tried—that every sleepless night, every aching muscle, every prayer to the heavens had been for nothing. But what good would words do?
So I lowered my head, clutched my pitiful bundle of belongings, and walked away.
That night, I sat by the riverbank outside the sect's walls. The moon was bright, mocking me with its serenity. The water shimmered like silver, whispering promises of escape.
I hugged my knees to my chest and let out a shaky breath. My eyes were dry now; I had cried too much already.
I thought about walking into the river. Just stepping in and letting it pull me under. No one would notice. No one would care. I was a failed disciple, a joke, a nobody.
My chest ached with the weight of it all. "Why… why was I even born if the heavens had no place for me?"
Silence answered me.
Then..
[🔞 Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have awakened the Pornstar System!]
I blinked. "…What?"
A glowing screen burst into view, hovering in the air like a dream—or a nightmare.
[System Calibration Complete.]
[Main Quest: Seduce your first target!]
[Reward: Beginner Seductress Pack.]
My jaw dropped. "S-seduce… what!? What kind of sick joke is this!?"
The screen flashed again, spitting out ridiculous text:
Name: Mei Lin
Cultivation: Trash (0)
Charm Value: 3/100
Special Ability: Erotic Aura – Your presence now carries 5% more allure.
"…Erotic Aura!?" My voice cracked. Heat rushed to my face. "This is insane. What even—how is this cultivation?"
[Tip: Host, cultivation through lust is the fastest path to immortality! The more you are desired, the faster your strength will grow.]
I stared at the words, numb. My heart thudded in my chest. This couldn't be real. Could it?
I lifted my hands, staring at them. They were trembling. Trash… the elder's words rang in my head. Useless. Waste. Expelled.
And now this system—this obscene, ridiculous system—was telling me I could rise, not by swords or pills, but by… sex?
A laugh bubbled out of me, half-hysterical. "Of course. Of course this would happen to me. Heaven abandons me, and hell gives me—this."
I wanted to cry again. I wanted to laugh until my lungs burst. Instead, I just sat there, staring at the glowing words like a madwoman.
[Quest Reminder: Seduce your first target!]
"Shut up!" I hissed, slapping at the air as though that would banish the screen. But it lingered, glowing smugly.
I buried my face in my hands. "This can't be real. This is humiliating. This is —"
I froze.
Humiliating, yes. But wasn't being thrown out of the sect humiliating? Wasn't being laughed at by every single disciple degrading? Wasn't being called trash, waste, useless—wasn't that worse?
I lowered my hands slowly. The night air felt colder, sharper against my damp cheeks.
What if… what if this was real?
What if, for once, the heavens had noticed me? Even if the gift was twisted, dirty, obscene—wasn't it still a gift?
I rose to my feet, staring at my reflection in the river. My face was plain, my eyes swollen from crying, my lips pale. Nothing about me was extraordinary. Nothing about me demanded attention.
And yet—my reflection shimmered strangely. My eyes seemed brighter. My lips fuller. My plainness… less plain.
Was it the aura? That stupid "Erotic Aura"?
My heart thumped faster.
If this was real… if I really had a system, then maybe—just maybe—I wasn't trash.
Maybe this was my chance.
A crooked smile tugged at my lips. It felt dangerous. Wrong. But it also felt good.
"If the righteous path doesn't want me," I whispered to the moon, "then I'll take another path. Even if it's filthy. Even if it's shameful. I'll carve my legend out of lust itself."
The screen flickered, as though approving.
[Quest Updated: Begin your journey as the World's First Pornstar Cultivator!]
A thrill shot through me. Fear. Excitement. Hunger.
For the first time in my life, the heavens hadn't ignored me.
They had answered.
And they had given me this.
I clenched my fists, determination blazing in my chest. I would not drown in that river tonight. No. I would rise. I would climb. I would make them choke on the word "trash."
Even if I had to seduce the world to do it.