MTL - Heaven Official’s Blessing - Chapter 227 Burning fire ghosts and gods down the Imperial City 2

Bruised and abused...Life had never been kind to him.Evan, an orphan, was adopted only to serve as a means to accomplish his blood-sucking parents' goals. Just as he was trying to break free from their grasp, his parents offended a celebrity, resulting in them being ganged up on by the celebrity's fans.If all those hardships weren't enough, God played another joke with him.[It's evident that your life is quite sad. The main reason behind your misfortunes lies with your parents, so take these steps to free yourself from your suffering.][Quest: Kill your parents within the stipulated time]- Assets amounting to 1 billion dollarsTime left: 00:00:59“Damn, are you threatening me? Want me to kill others and become a criminal on the very first task? I reject it. Let's see what you can do.”And in the next second, he found himself pushed over the railing and falling down.He thought he would die but...[The Host has passed the test.]

CAUTION: (TABOO)Contains material that may not be for normal readers to consume.Zhang Fei was a degenerate looser back on Earth. He was crowned the Coomer King after jerking his way to victory in a twisted online test, only to get sucked into a void and thrown into a xianxia world of qi, sects, and hmm.....pussies.Reborn as a crippled heir, his body’s fucked—useless limbs, cock barely twitching—he’s stuck drooling over jade beauties he can’t touch, until........a window lights up in his life.“Welcome to the Crippled Heir MILF System.Host! Ready to fuck your way to the top?” Hell yeah, he is.Task one? Get a hand job.His first conquest? A thick-ass MILF who calls herself “Mother,” her massive tits spilling qi-nourished milk into his mouth while she strokes his cock till he cums hard, fixing his broken ass with every sticky spurt.Now, Fully healed, Zhang Fei’s out to steal every jade beauty, fuck rival sect bitches senseless and claim the fat legacy that he is supposed to have.The system dings with every thrust: “Mission: Bang your way to the top. Rewards: Qi Potion, badass moves, and more pussy.”Will he ascend to fuck the heavens or just fuck everything in his path? Spoiler: he’s doing both.Tags:R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Netori | Blowjob | Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Hardcore | Feet | Thick | Thicc | Loli | Milf | Gilf | Young & Mature | Choking | Out doors | Humiliation | Nymph | Bdsm | Fetish | Dual Cultivation | Action| Handsome MC | Weak to Strong MC | Antihero | Comedy | Taboo|

Author Note: This story is only for those who like reading about overpowered protagonists, as our MC is going to be more than just overpowered.He is going to thrash anyone who comes in his way while enjoying his life.Also, it's a world travel novel; for those who have an interest in world travelling.................................................................The story is about a person who has lived through many lives, seen incredible things, and become one of the strongest if not the strongest beings around. Although he struggles to remember his past, he is determined to grow even stronger by utilizing his personal system as that would bring back his memories. He has one main mission - to enjoy life to the fullest - and he is absolutely committed to achieving it.Follow through the journey as he becomes the strongest (again?) and regains his memory while also enjoying his life along with his system and some other people.

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?”