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My Beautiful Wives are Overpowered Spirits

[Romance(Yes) Harem (Yes) Perfect love interest(Yes) lemon awesome fight scenes (Yes) Cultivation scam (Yes) Chad like MC (Yes) ... Let's gooooo!!!] ..... In a world where humans forcefully contract spirits for power, Ryan Hanley discovers he's the reincarnation of the feared Spirit King, a being who brought havoc to the world. As he awakens to his true identity, he must reunite with his seven spirit wives, unlocking hidden powers from each of them, having the titles of the deadly sins... “From this moment henceforth, I hereby submit myself to you, Lord of the spirits”. “You have made the right choice...”. But in exchange for their services, he needed to reward them with something of equal value. "Please Ryan, make me a woman". Balancing his growing powers and dual identities , Ryan journeys a dangerous path of getting stronger, and ancient rivalries. From corrupt officials to shadowy organizations, enemies lurk at every turn. As he uncovers sinister enemies both human and spirit, Ryan must decide what it truly means to be the Spirit King. “What do you mean there are other spirit king candidates, and what do you mean they are all coming after me?!” Ryan Hanley must make a choice... Do I become the savior of two realms - or their destroyer?. ≥>>>>> Genre: [Mature content] [R-18] [Master-Servent relationship] [Magic] [Lemons] [Smut] [Spirits] [Dragons] [gods] [Dungeons] [Evil mc] [Obsessive female lead] [Weak to strong] [Overpowered mc][Action] [Magic] [Multiple love interests]. >>>> Note: smut content

Chaos_to_all · Fantasia
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64 Chs

Reflections

Chapter 54: Fractured Reflections

The underground city's oppressive atmosphere weighed heavily on the remaining Anomalies as they dispersed into its labyrinthine streets.

Each member, tasked with gathering intelligence, found themselves immersed in a world where the line between human and spirit blurred beyond recognition.

002, her black hair tucked beneath a nondescript cap, wove through the crowded marketplace. Her keen eyes darted from stall to stall, taking in the bizarre wares—crystallized emotions, bottled dreams, and organs of creatures that defied description.

She suppressed a shudder, her disdain for spirits warring with her curiosity.

"Fresh nightmares! Get your fresh nightmares here!" a vendor called out, his multiple arms waving jars filled with swirling black mist.

"I'll pass," 002 muttered under her breath. "Got enough of those already."