FamishedGod

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. 

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[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!

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(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).

My Mother Has a System but Won't Use It

As the sun dipped, the horizons dyed in a strange orange color. One that aroused nostalgic feelings, especially in men older than five centuries.

Han Li's gaze was… calm if anything. Yet, even his own birth mother hadn't seen him so conflicted ever before in her life. Yue Li looked at him with a sigh.

Sitting on the river bank, he had one of those rare, painful gazes plastered into his eyes, and he felt much more irritable than his usual self. Li Yao and Liyue were not here, but Hua Yu was behind him, looking at him with a pensive glance.

Sitting in Yue Li's lap was Little Ruo, her countenance much less paler, but at the same time, her eyes fidgety. She had been sleeping for a long time, nearly more than a day and night combined, and had just woken up some time ago.

Other than in Yue Li's comforting embrace, she would become immensely nervous and would curl up into herself.

A little unexpected