Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower - Chapter 361 Time Skip (2)

After transmigrating to the Blue Moon continent, Qingyi served his master for twelve years, proving himself to be a pure and chaste young man until he finally received the Corruption Dragon God, promising to keep it safe from nefarious hands.But well... he couldn't have suffered all that for nothing, could he? Now that it was finally over, he would use this bloodline to its fullest extent. There wouldn't be a single wife of any arrogant young master who wouldn't know his touch!His journey on the continent of the blue moon will only be the beginning, immortals and celestials would all tremble under his power!What will you find in this novel?- Big woman(Just like in the cape)- Smut- Lust system- Large Harem- Smart MC- Some level of mind control.- An almost endless cultivation path- There will be no Netorare, but there will be Netori (MC stealing wives).What will you not find in this novel?- NTR(Netorare)- Brain dead mc- Dense mc- Yaoi/Yuri

Supreme Degenerate Lust System—the cheat ability that no man should have, but Alex? Alex earned it.This was the tale of a boy who wanked so furiously, so relentlessly, that his own dick—his loyal, overworked, war-torn comrade—finally called it quits and fell off.The same boy who was so hopelessly obsessed with a toothless, wrinkled gilf that he died doing what he loved—slipping in his own divine nectar like a tragic hentai protagonist with a severe addiction problem.He thought that was the end.That his dream—to finally pork a gilf—would go forever unfulfilled.But fate?Fate was a kinky, twisted bastard.When Alex opened his eyes, he was no longer lying in a filthy, crime scene-esque bedroom covered in the stains of his sins.No.He was in a new world—a world of magic, kingdoms, dragons, elves, and all that fantasy nonsense.But Alex didn’t care about any of that.Swords? Magic? Heroic quests?Boring.No, he had ONE mission.A sacred goal.A holy pilgrimage.To finally find the ultimate, well-preserved gilf and achieve his life’s work.And with the Supreme Degenerate Lust System at his disposal?Nothing would stand in his way.Not kings. Not gods. Not even the laws of nature themselves.The legend of the Lustful Fool begins now.

From quiet grind to legacy brew.Jun had nothing—no café, no followers, not even a bed. Just a secondhand kettle and a broken dream.Then came the Barista System.No shortcuts. No instant success. Just slow, intentional tasks... and a promise:Brew. Grow. Endure.Every pour sharpens his skill. Every cup deepens his path.From street corners to pop-ups, from whispered praise to a space of his own—Jun’s grind is just beginning.This is a story of stillness, patience, and the quiet pursuit of mastery.Because greatness isn’t given.It’s brewed—one cup at a time.

The day Louis discovered his girlfriend's betrayal, he died from a gunshot wound to the head. Fortunately, fate smiled on him and allowed him to be reincarnated in a magical world as the youngest son of an SSS-class family.That same day, he awakened his Class—an event that should have marked the beginning of his rise.Instead, it marked his downfall.[Ding! You have awakened an SSS-Rank Class.][Class: God of Money][Rank: SSS]A god? Yes, that's beautiful. But a god of money? In the eyes of his proud family, that title was a joke—an insult. The weakest, most useless Class imaginable.So, they banished him, stripped him of the family name, and cast him aside without a second thought.But they were unaware of his skill, abilities, and the potential that money could bring.He smiled as he saw himself banished and looked at the system.“If you fire me, it's okay. I'll keep creating missions even if I end up in a garbage dump, and I'll come back for your heads someday.”Two system messages flashed before him.[Your actions generate money, and money makes you stronger.][You have the ability to create missions.]Under the influence of his newly acquired Class, he will delve into all the magical paths this world offers, become embroiled in political intrigue, and conquer kingdoms on his own.“Money? I'm the God. Women?” That's fine—I have plenty.