Girls in a Matriarchal World Are Just Too Scary

Su Yan lay sprawled across the table, his face a picture of despair, vacant eyes staring at his reflection in the bronze mirror.

With features resembling an exiled immortal and an air of refined elegance, how had he ended up like this?

"It’s all because of the original host’s stupid choices!"

He let out a heavy sigh, unconsciously running a hand through his hair.

That’s right—he wasn’t himself.

Late one night, curled up in bed, he had been reading a web novel. At a pivotal moment in the plot, he’d laughed with shameless delight—only to find himself, against all logic...

Somehow, he had fallen into the book.

He had no idea which great deity he had offended, only that they had flung him straight into the novel’s world.

The protagonist, Su Yan, was the male lead of The Green Tea Cultivation Chronicles. Born into a humble mortal family, he had no noble lineage or extraordinary background.

In a typical story, a male lead like him would follow the classic path—rising from nothing, slapping arrogant faces, gaining a grand harem, and ascending to the immortal realm.

But this author didn’t play by the rules.

In this world, gender roles were reversed.

Men were naturally weaker than women, making cultivation an almost impossible dream. With his mediocre aptitude, Su Yan was destined to live like most ordinary men—staying home, marrying a woman, and raising children.

Yet, as the male protagonist, how could his fate be so mundane?

To shake things up, the author had given him a massive cheat.

Just how beautiful could a man be?

Stunningly handsome with an impeccable aura, he captivated hearts at first sight and ignited desires at second glance. The author even dedicated an entire chapter to describing Su Yan’s world-shaking, soul-stirring beauty—utterly deranged in their obsession.

With a face like that and no powerful background as a mere mortal, what happened next was painfully predictable.

"My little beauty, scream all you want—no one will come to save you, even if you shred your throat!"

While out buying soy sauce, Su Yan was cornered in an alley by a voluptuous woman with a full chest, slender waist, and perky hips, poised to do something unspeakable.

But as the protagonist, his first time couldn’t possibly be wasted on a nameless passerby, no matter how attractive.

"Stop!"

A graceful, enchanting woman appeared, effortlessly rescuing Su Yan.

"I am Bai Shuixin, the Peak Master of Tian Shui Peak in Yi Xian Sect. Would you like to become my disciple and cultivate the art of immortality?"

Faced with such a legendary opportunity, Su Yan immediately kowtowed in reverence. Then, curiosity took over. "Why did you choose me?"

Bai Shuixin answered plainly, revealing the truth.

"You were born extraordinary, possessing an extremely rare Sacred Body—a coveted Cauldron Physique."

The word "cauldron" sent chills down his spine.

Even as a mere mortal, Su Yan had heard the notorious reputation of the He Huan Sect.

They were a paired-cultivation faction, infamous for abducting innocent men and turning them into cauldrons—human vessels meant to be drained of their essence.

Besides absorbing spiritual energy, women could also use yin-yang harmony to siphon a man’s vitality and rapidly break through cultivation realms.

The He Huan Sect hadn’t been eradicated because they were simply too valuable—experts at training cauldrons and supplying them to powerful cultivators.

In this world, women competed for power, wealth, and men.

Thus, the He Huan Sect, with its endless supply of exquisitely trained men, held a lofty status among demonic factions.

Their methods were unparalleled—each cauldron they raised had a unique charm and was especially skilled in pleasing women.

To have a He Huan Sect cauldron by your side was a symbol of prestige, a mark of favor from the sect, and a sign of your growing power.

For someone like Su Yan, who was born with a Sacred Body, he was, in 21st-century terms, a multi-million-dollar supercar, a supreme VIP limited edition model—a rare and highly sought-after prize.

But while Su Yan longed to cultivate, he refused to become a plaything for others.

Noticing his unease, Bai Shuixin reassured him, "Don’t worry. Yi Xian Sect isn’t some evil cult. We won’t harm you. I only hope that when you choose a wife in the future, you’ll consider my disciples first."

Men’s aptitudes were generally poor—Bai Shuixin had no grand expectations for Su Yan’s cultivation achievements. She took him in simply to benefit her own students.

Hearing this, Su Yan’s expression softened. In this world, men often took a laid-back approach to life. Marriage was inevitable, so being a beautiful trophy wasn’t necessarily a bad deal.

And so, Su Yan agreed.

He joined Yi Xian Sect, becoming the Little Junior Brother of Tian Shui Peak.

With his unparalleled beauty and a soft, lamb-like demeanor, his senior sisters adored him at first sight, treating him like a precious gem.

Once they discovered the unique trait of his Sacred Body—that any woman who slept with him would see her cultivation skyrocket—their affection intensified.

Not only was he gorgeous, but he was also practical. The perfect package.

His senior sisters practically worshipped him.

Thirsty? Hungry? Tired? "Let me massage your shoulders…"

Faced with their relentless doting, Su Yan found himself melting under their care.

A simple farm boy-when had he ever experienced such treatment?

Su Yan lost himself in the women’s frenzied adoration, abandoned his pursuit of immortality, and indulged in love. In the end, he chose the most well-born—Eldest Senior Sister—as his wife.

If the story had ended there, he might have lived a happy life, but…

There’s always a “but”.

Pampered to the heavens, Su Yan grew arrogant. He played both sides, refusing to settle down even after marriage.

One day, he’d wink at Second Senior Sister; the next, he’d drop flirtatious hints to Third Senior Sister. He shamelessly “bullied” the junior disciples and even set his sights on his master.

"They all fawn over me—why don’t you? Just because you’re my master?"

Su Yan was intoxicated by his own charm, convinced that every woman should adore him and cater to his whims. Anyone who didn’t was committing a grave sin.

Unfortunately for him, Bai Shuixin had had enough.

This was Tian Shui Peak—her domain. How could she possibly be unaware of his antics?

She had begrudgingly tolerated him stringing along her dear disciples. After all, if he was going to fool around, at least he was keeping it within the family. But then…

"You dare set your sights on your master!?"

Bai Shuixin was livid. This audacious disciple had actually tried to seduce her?!

Gathering her disciples, she exposed his behavior.

"I can’t believe you’re this kind of person—keeping me close while flirting with Junior Sister!"

"Wait, you’re involved with Second Senior Sister too?"

"Su Yan, you betrayed me?"

Eldest Senior Sister was stunned—her husband had cheated on her, and not just once.

Second Senior Sister was heartbroken—he was nothing but a shameless scoundrel!

Third Senior Sister’s face darkened, her head lowered as she brooded in silence.

Panicking, Su Yan stammered, "Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister, why are you so shocked? You knew I was married and still accepted me. This is just… adding you both to the mix."

Silence.

Could they admit they had willingly fallen for his charm? That they had allowed themselves to be seduced?

But Su Yan’s tricks, which had worked on his Senior Sisters, failed against his wife’s icy glare.

"You even tried to seduce Master—I misjudged you!"

The love she once had for him vanished, replaced by deep humiliation.

"I just couldn’t help myself—I’ll be careful next time."

Next time?

That was the last straw.

A woman’s love could be as intense as her hatred. No one could simply brush off such betrayal.

Su Yan was cast out by his wife and, due to his indecent behavior, expelled from Yi Xian Sect. His life or death was no longer their concern.

Disheartened, he planned to marry a mortal woman—surely, his beauty would still attract admirers.

But without his sect’s protection, trouble came swiftly.

Jealous of his looks, someone sabotaged him—disfiguring him and violating him in the wilderness.

A passing cultivator, noticing his rare physique, sold him to the black market.

No longer beautiful, no woman wanted him. Even when he was bought, he was nothing but a tool.

.…

Recalling the plot in his mind, Su Yan broke down.

This was a total waste of an overpowered start.

A winning hand, played into ruin. Why had the original Su Yan become such a gaudy floozy? Could that ever end well?

"Still, now that I’m the protagonist, what should I do?"

He sighed, grabbed a pastry from the table, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After some thought, he realized the original Su Yan’s downfall was due entirely to his own reckless choices.

"As long as I’m not so promiscuous and keep my distance from the senior sisters…"

But mid-thought, he froze.

Tian Shui Peak had five people—him, three Senior Sisters, and their Master.

Sudden aloofness would be too obvious.

Not to mention, Bai Shuixin took him in specifically to secure a husband for her disciples. If he ignored them, wouldn’t she sabotage him?

And that wasn’t even the biggest problem…

Without their protection, he was completely vulnerable.

In this female-dominated world, men were naturally weaker than women. Without his senior sisters’ backing or his master’s favor, he could be dragged into the bushes and assaulted while wandering the sect!

This wasn’t an exaggeration—it had happened before.

"No, I need to build good relationships with them."

After careful consideration, Su Yan decided that avoiding his senior sisters was not an option.

In fact, he could even choose one.

They were all breathtaking beauties—passing up the chance would be a waste.

As long as he remained faithful after marriage, he could avoid disaster.

"But who should I choose?"

Su Yan frowned.

Eldest Senior Sister, the sect leader’s daughter, had the highest status and was his wife in the original story.

But if he chose her, wouldn’t he just repeat the same fate?

Recalling the tragic ending of the original protagonist, Su Yan shivered.