The first thing Ye Fan felt was a jolt, like electricity shooting through his body. One moment he was... well, he couldn't quite remember what he was doing before. Next, his eyes flew open.
He wasn't in his apartment anymore. He was lying on a hard bed, staring up at a wooden ceiling with carvings he'd only seen in movies about ancient China.
"Where... where am I?" he mumbled, his throat dry.
As he spoke, a rush of memories that weren't his own flooded his mind. He saw a young boy being scolded by stern-faced tutors. He felt the sting of other children's laughter. He saw a powerful, imposing man who barely acknowledged him. He knew, suddenly, that his name was now Xie Lan.
"This... this can't be real," he stammered, sitting up.
The memories continued to pour in. Xie Lan was the son of the leader of the Xie Clan, a powerful family of demonic cultivators. Despite his status, he was a joke. He was weak, untalented, and a source of constant disappointment to his father, the clan leader Xie Tian.
The only reason Xie Lan was even tolerated was because of his mother, Lian Mei, a woman whose beauty was legendary.
And then came the final memory that explained everything: a drink given to him by his cousin, Xie Jing, followed by a searing pain in his gut. Poison.
Ye Fan couldn't help it. A huge grin spread across his face. "I... I've been reincarnated!"
This was even better than winning the lottery! He was in a new world, in the body of a young master, surrounded by who knew how many beautiful women.
He knew his mother was a goddess, and from Xie Lan's memories, he remembered his childhood friend, Cao Ning, who was growing up to be a true stunner. He even had an older sister, Xie Ling.
"Life is good," he said to himself with a chuckle.
He let his mind drift to a very specific, very perverted thought about Cao Ning, something he'd have loved to do in his old life.
A beat passed.
Then another.
He frowned. He waited for the familiar stirring in his pants, but... nothing.
"Wait, don't tell me," he whispered, a feeling of dread washing over him.
Another memory surfaced. One of a younger Xie Lan, crying on the ground after a savage kick to the groin from Xie Jing. His eyes started to water. His grand new life and his dreams of a harem were all gone before they even started. He'd died because of his "hobby," and now he'd been reborn without the necessary equipment for it.
Then, a chime sounded in his head.
Ding.
A blue screen appeared in front of his face, the text glowing.
[Welcome, Host!]
[The Pervert System has been activated!]
Xie Lan stared at the screen, then blinked, then stared again. A slow smile crept across his face. This had to be a joke. A Pervert System? Just for him?
"Yes! Yes! YES!" he yelled, jumping off the bed and punching the air with his fist. "This is the best day ever!"
Another chime, and more text appeared.
[Name: Xie Lan]
[Status: Weak]
[Cultivation Level: Stage 3, Body Refinement]
[Pervert Points: 0]
[This system rewards bold behavior. Gain points for acting on your innermost desires and exchange them for cultivation techniques, weapons, and power. The bolder you are, the stronger you become. Enjoy the ride.]
"This is insane," he breathed. "This system is made for me!"
Just then, he heard footsteps in the hallway. He quickly scrambled back onto the bed, trying to look casual.
The door slid open, and a woman walked in, and Xie Lan forgot how to breathe.
She wore a deep red silk robe that shimmered with every step. The robe was cut dangerously low, revealing a breathtaking amount of her full cleavage. It was tied with a single sash at her waist, but the sides were slit all the way up to her hips, giving him tantalizing glimpses of her smooth, toned legs as she moved.
This, he knew from his memories, was his mother, Lian Mei.
"How are you feeling, Xie Lan?" she asked, her voice soft and melodic as she sat on the edge of his bed. "You gave us quite a scare."
"I'm... I'm okay, Mother," he managed to say, his voice cracking slightly. "Just a little tired."
She leaned in to place a cool hand on his forehead, and her scent—a mix of jasmine and something else, something warm and intoxicating—washed over him. Her movement caused her robe to shift, and for a breathtaking moment, his face was pressed directly against the soft, warm swell of her breasts.
Xie Lan's brain short-circuited. He couldn't think. He could only feel.
She pulled back, her face etched with worry. "I'm so sorry, my son. I should have protected you better."
He wanted to say something, anything, but words were impossible. He just stared, completely mesmerized.
Soon, Lian Mei stood up, her movements graceful even in her distress. "Rest now. We'll talk more later."
As she turned and walked to the door, Xie Lan's eyes followed her, glued to the hypnotic sway of her hips. The back of her robe was completely open, revealing her flawless, porcelain skin from her neck all the way down to the dimples just above her buttocks.
It was the most magnificent thing he had ever seen.
Then, a new notification popped up in front of his eyes, blocking his view of the empty doorway.
[Congratulations. Received 5 Pervert Points]
Xie Lan's jaw dropped. He got points for... looking at his mom?
And then he felt it. A faint stirring in his lower body. It was weak, barely there, but it was something! He quickly pulled his blanket over himself, not wanting his mother to come back in and see this particular, albeit promising, development.
Excited, he opened the System Shop. A dizzying array of options appeared, each more powerful than the last. Most were locked, requiring a higher level or more points than he had.
In the Resources section, he found one thing he could afford: a low-grade Qi Recovery Potion for 5 Pervert Points. "Why not?" he thought, and bought it.
As soon as the transaction was complete, another window popped up.
[Congratulations! For your first purchase, please accept this welcome package!]
[You received a Skill: Divine Cultivation Method!]
[You received a Talisman: Universal Barrier Key!]
[You received Equipment: Demon Vein Defense Armband!]
[You received a Body Enhancement: Increased penile size!]
Xie Lan's eyes widened. A god-tier cultivation technique, a key that could get him past any barrier, an armband that could block attacks from cultivators way stronger than him... and, well, the last one didn't need an explanation.
Life was good.
The next thing he decided to do was to explore his new home. The more he knew, the better.
He stepped outside into a world of breathtaking beauty. Towering mountains scraped the sky, their peaks lost in the clouds. He followed a stone path through a garden filled with plants he'd never seen before, their colors impossibly vibrant.
"Big Brother Xie Lan?"
A voice, as clear and sweet as a bell, cut through the quiet morning. He turned, and his heart skipped a beat.
It was Cao Ning.
Her silver hair seemed to catch the sunlight, glowing with an inner light. Her face... her face was perfect.
But it was her outfit that truly stole his breath. She wore a scandalous scrap of bright blue fabric, held up by a golden chain around her neck.
The front plunged so low it barely covered her nipples, leaving the full curve of her breasts exposed to the world.
The sides were completely open, held together only by another chain at her hips, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs with every step she took.
Seeing her like this, Ye Fan would have died and gone to heaven. Yet, Xie Lan has a different reaction, being more familiar with this sight.
"Cao Ning," he said, his voice coming out low. "You're here."
"Of course, Senior Brother," she said with a light laugh. "I heard what happened. I was so worried!" She looked him over, her concern genuine. "You shouldn't be out of bed. You need to rest."
"No, no, I'm fine," he said, finally finding his voice. "Really. Just needed some fresh air."
She stood there for a moment, then sighed. "Okay, but don't overdo it." As she spoke, she stretched, and her breasts, already fighting to escape their flimsy prison, seemed to defy gravity. He had to force himself to look away. "Well, I'll let you rest. I just wanted to see for myself that you were alright."
He watched her go. Her robe was so tight in the back it was like a second skin, showing off a perfectly rounded, firm behind that moved with a mesmerizing rhythm.
He was so lost in the view that he didn't hear the approach of footsteps.
"Quite a sight, isn't she?"
The voice was a low, mocking sneer. Xie Lan tensed, turning to see Xie Jing standing there, a look of pure contempt on his face.
"Just look at that ass," Xie Jing continued, his eyes raking over Cao Ning's retreating form. "Makes you want to just bend her over and have your way with her, doesn't it?"
Something snapped in Xie Lan. He wasn't the same boy Xie Jing could push around anymore. "Mind your own business," he snapped.
Xie Jing's eyes widened in disbelief. Then a slow, cruel smile spread across his face. "Oh? The little puppy finally learned to bark?" He took a step closer. "You forget your place, cousin. You're trash. A girl like that is wasted on a waste of space like you."
Before Xie Lan could react, Xie Jing moved. He was so fast. A fist, wrapped in glowing energy, slammed into Xie Lan's stomach. He doubled over, gasping for air as he fell to his knees. The punch had stung, but not as much as it should have. The armband. It was working.
"This is a reminder," Xie Jing hissed, looming over him. "This is who you are. Don't ever forget it." With one last kick to Xie Lan's side, he turned and walked away, leaving him gasping on the ground.
Rage. Pure, white-hot rage coursed through Xie Lan's veins. He slowly pushed himself to his feet, ignoring the pain.
"One day," he whispered to Xie Jing's retreating back. "One day, you're going to pay for that."