When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist - Chapter 568 - 546: The most desperate battle, it’s not like we’ve never fought before

[MATURE EXPLICIT CONTENT 18+] [SMUTS] [NO NTR]In his previous life, Ethan Cross was the very definition of misfortune.No talent, no money, no romance, and what's worse that he's still a virgin with just a painfully average life drowned in bad luck and escapism through gacha games that never gave him a single SSR.Until then... he died in a stupid way.Reincarnated into a vast fantasy world of swords, magic, monsters, and kingdoms, Ethan awakens as Lucian Luxfall, a young man marked by a mysterious, god-defying system.[SSS Gacha System Activated.][Unique Restriction Confirmed: Only “Bikini-Type Warriors” can be summoned.]At first, Lucian thinks it's a cruel joke.But when his very first pull summons a legendary SSS-rank warrior, comes a devastatingly beautiful woman clad in nothing but enchanted battle-bikini armor, capable of wiping out monsters that seasoned adventurers fear.Seeing that Lucian realizes one thing that the system is broken.Each gacha pull grants him warriors of unimaginable power: queens, demon generals, saintesses, assassins, dragonkin, and goddesses-all bound to him by the system, all absurdly strong, and all wearing scandalously impractical yet magically enhanced bikinis.In a world where power determines everything, Lucian climbs from a nameless nobody to a walking catastrophe.“Why are all my SSS units like this?!”[Because this is your fate.]With luck that defies logic, a system that grows more absurd with every pull, and a harem of elite warriors who could destroy nations, Lucian Luxfall embarks on an adventure filled with battles, comedy, desire, and escalating madness.This is the story of a man who conquered the world...not with a sword, not with magic...but with gacha luck taken to its absolute limit.---------NO NTR! NO YURI! AND LARGE HAREM WITH A LOT OF SMUT!MC is not stupid, dense, or anything you find that makes you bored easily. (he was a sigma)Tags:R-18 | Mature | Adult | Smut | Large Harem | Ecchi | Hentai | NSFW | Blowjob |Anal | Sex | Threesome | Foursome | Moresome | Hardcore | Feet | Thicc | Milf | Virgin | Choking | Out doors | Nymph| Bdsm | Fetish | Action | Handsome MC | Overpowered and Smart MC | Comedy | and many more...Discord: https://discord.gg/fD38nPykq7

Mu Yang was born again in 2008, in his prime, with a beautiful girlfriend on the left and a reading system on the right.

At LV1, for every 1000 words read, +1 yuan, +1 skill experience;

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Mu Yang is helpless: I really don’t blame me, I just want to read quietly.

Single girl, focusing on physical industry, nostalgic writing, relaxing, making up for regrets, starting with this book.

- Description from novelbuddy

On her wedding night, Mingmei had a dream.She dreamed of a “Book of Life”.And the protagonist of this book was her mother-in-law, who would bump her head and faint the next morning, only to wake up reborn.Apparently, her mother-in-law had returned from fifty years in the future. She had witnessed the changes of the era and experienced social development. With this rebirth, she intended to ride the wave of the times, work hard, and lead the whole family towards glory. (Take this with a grain of salt)Of course,Along the way, she planned to reform the little troublemakers in the family, deal with the big troublemakers in the courtyard house, and let them feel the iron fist of justice as a side task. (This part is true)Mingmei, the young daughter-in-law who had vaguely heard herself described as “a lazy, gluttonous, good-for-nothing”, bit her blanket and whimpered.What should she do?Bang!A sound came from the outer room.Mingmei: Here it comes! Her mother-in-law has been reborn!Reading Guide:1: Dual female protagonists: Protagonist One: The reborn mother-in-law, Zhao Guihua; Protagonist Two: Mingmei, the young daughter-in-law who can see the future in her dreams.2: A slice-of-life story about a working-class family in an old Beijing courtyard house, featuring an ensemble cast.

“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.