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

Near the waterfall, Han Li and Yang Wei sat against each other. A small bonfire was separating them from each other. Both of them ate meat and drank wine. Their swords were inside their sheaths for a long half an hour before the wild rabbit they had caught vanished into their stomachs.

"Yang Wei, do you fear death?" Han Li asked, licking the gravy of the meat from his hand.

Yang Wei's pale eyes were a sort of deathly calm. He replied in a feminine voice, "Indeed. I fear death. Failures are failures but death is the end."

"Do you have Life Type Magical Resources in your hand to place as the bet of whom among us would remain breathing tomorrow?"

"Five of them." Yang Wei put a small bag down. Han Li squinted at it, noticing the 5 different fruits in it, of all sorts of colors. He grinned.

Yang Wei asked, "Do you have any unimaginable treasure to put out as a bet?"

Gouging