She Took Out a Loan to Cultivate Immortality, and Then Became a Demonic Enchantress

[I was once a demonic sorceress, this isn't just random writing, it's not fiction.] [Transformation + Hardcore Cultivation + Lightly Bizarre Setting + Slow Burn + Plot-Driven] In this world, mechanical arts are highly developed, and all cultivators enter the Dao through puppetry, thus requiring a lot of money for cultivation. Lu Li, who transmigrated here penniless, vowed to resist excessive consumption and never be exploited by immortals. Even if he died, he wouldn't borrow a single spirit stone. Absolutely! Until—he met an old lady with a ring, and from then on, at the cost of mortgaging his blood, bones, flesh, and internal organs, he had his body modified and fell into the demonic path… Mortgaging his skin, he borrowed [Azure Skin]—Brother, your skin is so white. Mortgaging his bones, he borrowed [Jade Bones]—Brother, your skeleton is so small. Mortgaging his hands, he borrowed [Sumeru Puppet Hand]—Brother, your hands are so small, let's compare sizes. Mortgaging his vocal cords, he borrowed [Enchanting Sound Box]—Brother, your voice is so beautiful… Wait, brother, you're a woman? Get out! ——————————ps: Also known as "The Demonic Cultivation Project for Enchantresses"