Weird Way to Cultivate
Copyright© 2026 by Aphelious
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - In this world, cultivators and mages fought for thousands of years to prove who was stronger. Cultivators could live very long and kept getting more powerful over time, while mages died much sooner even with special potions. Because of this, cultivators slowly became much stronger and mages lost their old power. Then a poor young boy from a small village got a special system that lets him become stronger by doing perverted things, and it all started when he accidentally saw his mother fingering
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[System Activated]
A nonchalant voice sounded, making him turn his gaze around the room to look for the source.
[System integration successful]
[Hello host, I’m the Eros Mana System]
“System? What kind of ghost are you, mister?” Vladimir said, looking around in an attempt to identify the source of the voice but finding no one.
He was not afraid of ghosts. What he feared most were beasts. After all, he had never heard of ghosts killing people, but beasts were a real and constant danger.
[Don’t worry, Host. I am not a ghost. I am your guide on the path to becoming strong.]
“Becoming strong? What happens if I become strong? Can I help my mother make money with that?” he asked, narrowing his gaze.
Since he had already planned to follow in his father’s footsteps and become a lumberjack, he was afraid of his mother finding it out.
When he asked his mother for permission to work, she cried and wept, telling him to enjoy life while he was still young.
At that time, he had no choice but to accept her wishes, as he was only nine years old. However, now that he was twelve, he felt it was time to bring up the subject again.
The system paused for a moment after hearing his inquiries.
[My host is still too young, but 12 years old is not really young right?]
[Maybe I am years early to be activated. Is this even appropriate for a teen? Well, I’ll just give him some basic missions until he reaches his adulthood] - the system thought to itself.
[Little Vladimir, to explain it simply. You’re my host; you can refer to me as your teacher or your guide to help you become strong.]
[The only thing you need to do is complete some missions I will give you, then you can earn some rewards.]
The system explained, and although Vladimir only understood a little, what truly caught his attention were the rewards for completing missions.
“Can I get money and food by completing missions?” he asked excitedly, his eyes fixed on the floating panel before him.
[Uhh, yes... ]
[There are even better rewards than food. But we will have to talk about that later. Before we start, please choose your path, little Vladimir.]
[Cultivator] Or [Mage]
[Please choose wisely, young Vladimir.]
The system stated. Vladimir nodded his head seriously as he looked at the two options. He knew these two options well since they were often the talk of the town.
The Cultivators are the longstanding rivals of the mages, residing on a distant continent with their own unique practices and traditions.
Unlike the mages, who dominate this land and draw their strength from harnessing the flow of mana and casting spells, the cultivators focus on refining their bodies, spirits, and energy cores through a path of self-discipline and growth.
Vladimir currently lived on the Elvoria Continent, a region known for its flourishing magical academies, towering arcane towers, and powerful enchantments.
Although the two continents were geographically separated, their rivalry was deeply rooted in history, fueled by starkly different philosophies regarding power and its use.
This division created a world where the two factions rarely interacted directly, yet their influence over global events and disputes remained significant.
It was not truly a battle where they had to kill each other, but rather a competition to prove which practice was superior, magic or cultivation.
He just read this information through some books, so he had some knowledge even though they live very far.
Vladimir’s eyes sparkled with excitement as his hand hovered over the holographic screen. The path to his dreams lay before him.
For as long as he could remember, he had always wanted to become a mage, to wield magic like the heroes in the village stories. Now, the chance was finally here.
With a deep breath, he tapped the screen, his heart pounding with childlike anticipation.
[The host has chosen the path of ‘Mage’. Reconstructing the body, initiating... ]
A soft hum resonated around him, and the world seemed to pause for a moment.
He felt an odd sensation, like a ripple passing through his body, as though something deep inside was beginning to shift.
His small body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from the strange new power that was starting to course through him.
Vladimir had never known what it felt like to sense mana or to be attuned to magic, but now, that was about to change.
The system’s energy began its work. His muscles, still small and underdeveloped for his age, felt as if they were being stretched and refined.
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