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My Mother Has a System but Won't Use It

A person who had been considered trash all his life. A person who had only been cared for by his mother and no one else. A person who didn't have a Spark where everyone else did—a person who couldn't cultivate. That was... Han Li. Yet, on his 18th birthday, everything changed! He was on the roof of his home, frolicking with his mother as usual, when he was gifted something by her—a blank and incomprehensible notebook that she had bought from a scammer. No, it was not blank, not incomprehensible to him; it was as clear as daylight. Others couldn't see the words written there, but he could see them, and he was stunned—the inheritance of the Sacred Demon of Lust. And thus began Han Li's rise. *** Join our Discord: https://discord.gg/d7gNwe9zDw [Warning – Mature Content and Taboo Relationships.] [Explicit R18] What should you expect from this story? A Harem with fleshed-out characters. As for the number of women, the core harem would be under 20, but he would have more women. It is especially a story for the MILF lovers out there. The MC is a decisive and demonic person who knows what he's doing. SO, HE IS NOT A PASSIVE SLOG! Expect no cliché overload. Even if some things seem cliché, they won't be in the long run. There would also be a fun power system to explore. Plot, plot, characters, power system, and nice world building. What else can you ask for? Jump in! Of course, women. Ladies, all with their own characters, personality, and beliefs. Especially lots of love for the Mother! ... (No NTR: MC's women would not be touched by any other man.) (No, Yuri: MC's women won't play with each other.) (No R***: Obviously).

FamishedGod · Fantasi Timur
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Memories

"Big Brother, Big Brother, how do the Power Born fight?" Han Li was tying Ruo's hair in braids, getting her ready for training when she asked. 

He paused for a moment. Then asked with a tinge of embarrassment, "How am I supposed to know how the Power Born fight? I am just an Evolution Stage cultivator…"

Looking at the mirror, he felt even more embarrassed when Ruo sighed exaggeratedly.

"You are an ignoramus. Right, Mom?" she teased and then asked Yue Li, who was busy looking at Han Li and herself. Already, Yue Li had started building some wrinkles around the edges of her face while, her hair had started to whiten too.

"Oh, Xiao Li is not an ignoramus, dear." Yue Li chuckled. "He is just young. And aren't you asking a question way above his fighting range? That's your fault, not my son's."

Ruo spat. "There you go again, standing on your son's side like always and singling me out. Tch, tch—What was it called again? Simp?"

Yue Li blushed.