MTL - The Rebirth of Han Yuxi - Chapter 377 Beauty 2

The funniest harem cultivation is here!Several thousands of years ago, the Grand Sage Saint is the most powerful cultivator in Fenghua Great Continent and he has created the Carnation Goddess Painting in which portrayed the 7 Saintesses in various compromising lewd poses.From this Carnation Goddess Painting, he is going to select only 1 Saintess to be the Carnation Goddess.But before this great work can be completed, he is mortally wounded by the 7 Saintesses and is thought to be dead. But he's back now for vengeance.Now in cultivation, these were the stages of the cultivation realms; Foundation, Qi Condensation, Bronze Core, Silver Core, Gold Core, Yuan Yin, Revolving Core, Awakened, Saint/ Saintess, Sage Saint/ Sage Saintess, Grand Sage Saint/ Grand Sage Saintess.

“When everyone believes a lie it becomes the truth”“When everyone is in a dream then it becomes reality”[Blue Star, year 2027]Like every other day on the blue start, the sky was blue and the sun was shining. At least it should have been until it happened!Before anybody could react, the whole planet was infected by a burst of strange energy, giving things both living and nonliving incredible abilities and characteristics.The Qin terracotta warriors came to life, shouting that their emperor was about to descendMona Lisa stepped out of her painting, saying a new era had begunIn the Vatican, an ancient tomb rose from the ground, saying Jesus was about to rise once moreHitler's cap appeared giving a random German the ability to brainwash millions of livesAll around the world, strange events started happening with historical and legendary items taking the leadAnd if that wasn't unexpected enough, they came!The Gods and Monsters that humans of the blue only thought of as myths or legends began to descendChoosing various warriors and awakeners to carry their willThese people were called divine warriors and stood out from the awakenedUnexpectedly, a thousand years later, the Blue star had produced hundreds of strongmen capable of kicking the moon and punching the stars.However, in the most unbelievable circumstances, the most powerful gods and awakeners gathered together to defeat one manDeceiver Lin Ye!Characterised by a signature Joker mask, he was one awaker whose true abilities were never knownDisplaying an array of different powers on each occasion, he was dubbed the title “Jack of all trades master of all”Unfortunately, under the combined attack of the powerhouses, including Zeus, Odin, and the Dragon goddess Tiamat, there was no chance for him to surviveUsing his last means, he transports himself to the past, planning to use his power properly and fix all regrets“With this power, the universe shall fall at my feet!”Deciding to abandon the humans who betrayed him, deciding to live for himselfLin Ye devises a means to force all lives to work for him without ever revealing his identityUsing his power, he created the one thing which would cause all life in the universe to yearn forUsing his power, he created the one thing which could only be thought of as fiction, even with the advent of global awakeningUsing this power, he creates the system!This is a story of how Lin Ye, the future lord of the multiverse, The biggest black hand behind the scenes, The source of the extraordinary, The only God, The father of Evil Gods, and The master of the system is born!

“How did a perfectly fine magic world invested by ghosts?”Aya looked at the ghosts in front of her silently and raised her hand to cast a spell.She came to the past and wanted to change the tragedy written in the history books. But how did these ghosts come with her too?Ah, will she cause early destruction of the world?Uh......“Teacher, if I tell you that I didn't mean it, would you stop being angry?” Aya trembled when she looked at the man in front of her.She didn't meant to offend him!“Oh?” Her teacher looks back and smiled faintly. Did she think she could escape after provoking him?“Ah, ah, ah....”Aya swore that she didn't mean to provoke her young teacher. But it seemed that it was inevitable?QAQ

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.