Lewd System in a Cultivation World Filled with Women?! - Chapter 5: [The Eternal Yin and Yang Harmony]

“Lin Changan, you don’t want to get forced to marry a person, right?” a gorgeous young lady asked as she put a Slave Contract in front of Lin Changan.

Lin Changan was in complete desperation when he received the Emulator System which allowed him to simulate his life.

After each simulation, he could choose to either gain a talent, a realm, battle experience, cultivation, or part of the memory from the simulation.

“You have rejected the Slave Contract and were killed in the Underground City by a love rival.”

“You have chosen the talent, Live a Hard Life.”

“At age 22, your sick junior confessed her love to you and you rejected her. That made her hate you and she poisoned you to death.”

“You have chosen the talent, Complete Poison Immunity.”

“At age 24, you were killed during the monsters’ attack.”

“You have chosen the realm and have gathered the Star Power.”

“At age 24, you fought the monsters’ attack as a general but still died in the end.”

“You have chosen the talent, Restlessness.”

“At age 24, you fought the monsters in the front line but you have exhausted your spirit energy…”

After countless simulations, even the slightest move Lin Changan made could shake the entire world.

“Simulation begins.”

“You are now invincible.”

Syd Castell found himself transported to the Marvel universe, turning into a mutant held in a research facility. He was somewhat panicked...Luckily, at a critical moment, he awakened his mutant ability: 'Imitation,' allowing him to mimic the abilities of others!Imitation Targets:- Orochi (Titles: Sun God, Earth's Will)- Wanda (Titles: Scarlet Witch, Owner of Chaos Magic)...Imitation Target → Sun God……Professor X: “We must find him quickly and guide him in controlling his powers to prevent an irreversible catastrophe!”Magneto: “Are you my child???”Thor: “Brother?”Loki: “?”[This is face-slapping kind of fanfic, where the mc goes around gets stronger and slap the sh*t out of his enemies, and so on][Raw: 美漫从五级变种人开始]

Monster Fusion: Rise of the Vice Sect LeaderRay Darkheart was cursed forever unable to cultivate, even after reincarnation. No technique, no bloodline, no divine intervention could change his fate. His body rejected all forms of cultivation, leaving him powerless in a world where strength ruled.But fate was not so absolute.One day, he awakened the Monster Fusion System a power unlike any other. By fusing two monsters of the same rank, he could create something far stronger, evolving them beyond their natural limits. Each fusion carried forward enhanced traits, bloodlines, and abilities, forming creatures that defied logic itself.Yet power came at a price.To advance, to unlock the system’s hidden functions, he needed spiritual stones countless, unending spiritual stones. Every ability, every upgrade, every path forward demanded a fortune. Alchemy, formations, talismans, swordsmanship nothing was beyond his reach, as long as he could afford it.Thus, Ray chose the only path left to him.If the world would not grant him strength, he would take it for himself. As the Vice Sect Leader, he would amass wealth, plunder resources, and rob cultivators blind not for greed, but for survival.A powerless man? No.A schemer, a thief, a legend in the making Ray Darkheart would rise.[sect building] [business empire] [disciple cultivation] [comedy] [alchemist] [formation master] [sword dao] [system] [monster fusion] [resource management] [plundering] [strategic growth] [power progression] [cultivation world]

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm.Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence----------------------------Hear ye, my loyal readers… From this day onward, updates shall be limited to three chapters per day—no more!Alas, my quill grows weary, and my stockpile of chapters runs thin. The weight of silence presses upon this tale, and my passion falters…I ask but a simple boon—Golden Tickets and a flood of reviews! Shall this humble plea go unanswered?.