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

"I love Ruo," Han Li said out loud, his face adorned with a chagrined smile.

He touched the Feather of Feelings.

The feelings were akin to icy tendrils, the emotions deep enough that the other man felt as if he was frozen in the abyss until blood oozed from the side of his lips and he stumbled back. Stunned was an understatement.

"The emotions he has for the young woman are filled with guilt and an intense sense of protection, I can't even..." The man coughed blood again. "I can't even come close to grasp its depth. The guilt is so simmering I'd be washed in bitterness if I touched it. This youth, what is he? Can kids in their twenties even feel such intense feelings for others?"

The questioner's gaze had changed. Now, his eyes held an irrepressible fear and respect as he once again showed Han Li the feather.

Han Li looked at him mockingly, amusingly even. Meanwhile, on the side, Monk Hen Shin had a solemn expression.

Deeper Heart than the worth of the man