Confessions of a Soul-Swapped Courtesan Cultivator

When my father murdered me, I didn't find myself burning in fire and brimstone, like my pastor said deviants like me would.

Rather I was reborn in a body I was always meant to have, in a world populated by beings I thought existed only in Fantasy movies. Now, I must master the forbidden art of Cultivation if I am to free my new people from slavery.'

WARNING: Graphic sex, mentions of self-harm.