MTL - Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries - Chapter 150 Move over and live with me

Imagine a system that would let you create any skill you could imagine. Being the best at whatever you dreamt of becoming.Felix, who thought his whole life would remain average and ordinary despite hating it gets an unescapable chance to encounter the Legendary Truck-kun. Knowing it was a chance to change his life, which was a repeat of struggle every day, he happily accepted his ticket to Isekai.Waking up in the body of a wounded boy in a fantasy world, the boy finds out that his fate seems miserable. After nearly experiencing something worse than death, he finally awakens the Great Skill Creation System.Creating skill after skill that lets him achieve his goal, Felix treads upon the darkest of secrets and conquers a myriad of worlds with his trustful comrades. Watch how he changes the fates of everyone and the universe on his mystical journey.

Damien Castro, the God of Lust in the Thousand Starry Domain, was known for his unparalleled mastery of pleasure.His deeds you asked?The Immortal Lotus of the Heavenly Peak Sect, known for her beauty and swordsmanship, fell for his charm.The Frozen Lotus of the Silver Moon Clan, who's cold as ice, was turned into a soft woman.The Empress of the Phoenix Clan submitted to him both in body and spirit.The leader of the Heavenly Shadow Sect, once untouchable to all men, was claimed in just one day.Lastly, the Princess of the Spirit Blossom Sect had her heart stolen while he was just casually traveling.After failing to ascend the Heaven Breaker Tribulation, he died. But when all hope seemed lost, he suddenly awoke in the body of a young man who looked exactly like him, though malnourished.In his return, however, he found himself with a 10 times boost in everything he does. Read as how Damien challenges the heavens once again.

[WARNING: The book contains scenes of an erotic nature, and focuses on romance and erotica in general]P.S: There are character illustrations in the discord channel: VNqSfqm4nq or 8MH8AyNBvC or e6ekVKyzrSP.S 2: The cover art is not mine, if you have any questions regarding copyright please contact me directly. Thank youThe cultivation world has always been cruel. Those who are weak will never be able to reach a new level and see the next day.Xie Qing was a youth from a wealthy family, merely the third son. He had a very ordinary talent, but unwilling to tarnish the family's reputation, his father sent him to one of the less influential but still good sects - the sect of the Heavenly Sword.Upon entering the sect, Xie Qing stunned everyone - not with his talent, but with his appearance, as if it had descended from the heavens. Fellow disciples and even elders wanted to use him for their purposes.However, one person surpassed them all - Elder Xu. Taking him as her disciple, she made Xie Qing assist her in daily life, and this continued until, during a massage, the youth saw a text in front of him. [The system has been activated!][Your first mission...][Seduce the master!]

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ]My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre.As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade, a masterpiece of folded steel, dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however, they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon.Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic.Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated:“[Project God Executioner has been activated.]”“[Accept?]” the voice asked.With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise, not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.