MTL - The Universe’s Number One Healing Baby - Chapter 137

A young man finally managed to become an immortal, a powerful cultivator able to lord over millions of souls. He took advantage of his tremendous luck and fortune to become the youngest immortal in history. He now wants to create his own sect and enjoy life, one filled with female disciples!

A child was born unable to cultivate Inner Strength. In order to gain his father's attention and regard, he resolutely chose the painful and difficult path of cultivating Outer Strength. As spring gave way to autumn, time flew by, and the child grew up... he became a young man. What truly changed his destiny was a mysterious Crystal Stone formed from a meteor—the Meteor Tear. This Meteor Tear, unbeknownst to the young man, merged into his body, and like a caterpillar transforming into a butterfly, the young man metamorphosed... And with that transformation, everything changed. And his father finally came to realize the astonishing strength of the son he had never truly invested his Heart Power in...

Soren transmigrated into Lover’s Labyrinth, a dating sim, not as a protagonist, but as a side character.That should have been fine. But instead, he awakened the Perverted Harem System, which gave shameless quests so absurd that even thinking about them made him seethe in anger.“This is a dating sim, not a pornhwa,” he roared in rage.From academy life to dungeon trials, his peaceful plan began to collapse as the system dragged him into chaos, embarrassment, and dangerously effective “accidental” progress.If he wanted to survive one event after another, he had to complete indecent missions without getting himself killed or exposed, all while simultaneously building a perverted harem of heroines far stronger than him.Surely… nothing could go wrong. Right?***

As the Gods descended onto Earth to bless their children to save them from the threat of extinction, supernatural beings were born with the help of the System.

However, not everyone was blessed.

Zayn was a “Normie”, but he was quite happy about that!

Who the hell needs the Blessing of a God or a spoon-feeding system?

I don't!

As long as I had the Grimoire of the Ancient, some fragmented memories of my past, and my Army of Spirits, not even Gods would dare to look me in the eyes!