There was once a man. He loved women as much as loved alcohol. His dream in the pugilistic world of the Murim? Of course... The man's purpose was to get that booty. Whether it be by hook or by crook!
The thing is that... He's weak! His Martial Spirit couldn't even break a rock, and he was too old to be accepted into any Sects (denying those over 13). It was a poor livelihood that made him want to cry...
Beauties of Mount Hua, he was dashing indeed! Why don't you measure his 'third sword' instead of his 'first sword'? Alas... Life was truly cruel. He was known as your average scum until one fateful day.
He'd never once thought he'd come across a situation where a woman was being bullied. Wasn't that reserved for the Martial Heroes? Regardless, it was time for him to get into action and show his grit!
Don't underestimated a horny bastard! He'd slap you with his third sword and leave you guys to rot!
He fought... but ended up losing his life.
The woman he saved wanted to thank him, but the grim reaper was already asking for his credentials.
That's when his fate finally turned:
"The damage to your heart is extensive. Will you accept me into your soul as a parasitic-"
"Are you a female?"
"...Yes."
"Then please make yourself at home, Milady~"
This is how he became a Martial King with lewd dreams.