Divine Doctor's Harem - Chapter 71 Turning Black Into White, And Bullying Excessively

There is luster in the east, and it is named Dahuang. “
In the rumors, ignorance, poverty, backwardness, and wildness. “
– bullshit. “
Queen of the Great Desolation, cold as frost. “
Supported by the national teacher, and the golden boy and jade girl of the national teacher, they are deeply in love, a stunning couple, and unparalleled. “
– bullshit. “
The queen died suddenly, and the national teacher mourned. According to the instructions of heaven, they traveled thousands of miles and finally found their reincarnated lover. From then on, the prince and princess lived happily in the castle…
——Crap! “

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What is a young teacher to do when stuck with four cute little students in a beast apocalypse?. It's obvious, raise himself four little wives!!Well it's not his fault after all. They are the ones initiating it. As far as he's concerned, he's the victim of the story.“These four little devils, they are definitely after my back!”

The gods exists. The Supernatural is real.

But poor foolish Mortals can never pierce through the Truth hidden by the Veil.

They say Ignorance is Bliss. But for Adam, such Bliss woven by a lie is worthless.

In his opinion, Ignorance may be Bliss but --- Knowledge is power.

This was the truest fact; something Adam built his empire around.

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He wasn’t always this rich. He wasn’t always this powerful. There was a time he too struggled to earn enough for the treatment of his sick and dying mother.

But one day, on a Halloween night, his life was forever changed.

His eyes were opened to a completely new Reality.

The truth that was hidden from the eyes of all normal humans.

An entirely different world, rule and society existing just in front of us.

Follow Adam, as he uncover the Truth about his identity, the power in his blood and his adventures as he rise to the throne that is rightfully his.

In order to attain his goal, he will not hesitate. He will become the God of Crime is that is necessary.

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[Warning: Mature Content]

“Master, are we going to keep what happened last night a secret between us?”

“For how loud you moaned and cried, Qing-er, I think the whole world has already learned all about it, and your concern is irrelevant.”

Yun Qing-er, the only disciple of the legendary immortal swordmaster Bai Ye, has been hiding her feelings for her master for years. Unaccepted by norms and morals, it is the darkest secret that she swears to bury deep within her heart.

But life has other plans. Bai Ye's desire for her burns hot beneath his solemn appearance. He will teach her not only the art of the sword, but also the pleasures of life that she never knew existed before.

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Smut starts at Chapter 17, with a teaser in Chapter 11. A bit softcore at first but will get wilder quickly as the story moves on :)

Note that this is NOT a typical cultivation romance. Immortals and spiritual power and whatnot are all plot devices… You'll see what I mean in just a few chapters!

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[Sneak Peek]

He pinned me against the poplar tree at the center of the garden. A breeze rustled past, stirring the sunlight sparkling through the autumn foliage above us, and a sprinkle of gold fell over his shoulders. “Say you want me,” he whispered.

“Bai Ye—” I breathed, but the rest of my words were replaced by moans the moment he traced his kisses along my neck and took my earlobe into his mouth.

Familiar tingles roared through me as he nibbled and suckled gently. His hand slid up my chest, and he played with my sensations with his lips and tongue and fingers until my arms trembled around him. All other thoughts vanished from my mind. The only thing I knew was the irresistible feeling of him on me, so overwhelming that my knees started growing weak. I would've fallen if he wasn't pinning me hard against the tree.

“Bai Ye …” I moaned again, clawing at his clothes. “Of course I want you … Right here, right now.”

He let out a soft puff of laughter, and his hand grazed down, gripping the folds of my dress. With a rip of fabric, he tore them away.