Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race - Chapter 711 - 620 The Power of One Punch_1

Rick Rolland didn’t expect to die young while gooning to some peak milf video, and he definitely didn’t expect to wake up in a world of dragons, elves, ancient empires, and magic older than civilization itself.But even worse than death was the cheat ability he received. Right after reincarnating, a small glowing figure floated out of his chest.A tiny chibi old-butler spirit with monocle, mustache, and a permanent irritated look.“Ahem. Welcome to Zorathia, gooner user.”[MATURE AFFINITY SYSTEM ONLINE]“You can only gain EXP by increasing affection with women aged 30 or above. Try not to die… while gooning again because you can have womans now...”Rick froze. Other isekai heroes would kill goblins, slay dragons, or train with legendary swords.But him? He levels up by seducing older women.“Slay goblins? Too simple.Lift a sword? Too mainstream.You, gooner user, must charm experienced ladies until they blush.It builds character and yours is nonexistent.”And just like that, Rick’s life in Zorathia spiraled into chaos.--------------------------------------------------Disclaimer: No NTR and Yuri. But there's some netori.any additional questions can be asked to me in the commentsDiscord: https://discord.gg/fD38nPykq7

The doomsday fell upon the earth when a dragon coffin sealed under a snow mountain for ages shifted, and the civilization of gods and devils began. The whole universe turned into a fantastic new world where everyone could rise to the top through cultivation. A lucky young boy seized the opportunity, and started his journey to be an overlord in cultivation.

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Enter the Immortal Sect, cultivate the Immortal Dao.Others practice diligently and arduously, but Li Yunjing masters everything in one go, his comprehension defying the heavens.Understand the thunder magic, embark on the path of immortality.Practice the thunder magic, and take on the heavenly calamity.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”