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Dual Cultivation: Gathering SSS-Rank Wives in the Cultivation World

« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri
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My Ultimate Summoning System: I have an Infinite Evolving Slime

Dean Faust was many things. A disgraced MMA fighter. A lifelong orphan. A man who somehow managed to die slipping on his dog's pee. Imagine dying to Pee-kun. Not exactly the origin story of legends. But when he wakes up in the body of Dean Gray, the only son of a declining blacksmith family. He finds himself in a world where humanity clings to survival inside a single fortress city, surrounded by monsters that want them dead. In this world, your summon is everything. Your summon determines your rank, your worth, your future, and whether the girl in your bed tomorrow morning is a vampire noble or a werewolf pack leader. So when Dean's third and final summoning attempt produces a small rainbow slime that fucka with everything. No one knows whether to laugh or run. Then the world’s Authority came for his balls and Dean knew that whatever this slime is, the world has no classification for it. Then the system changed the game. Ding! [ Congrats, Host has unlocked the body of the sage.] [Host has unlocked the Hermit's eyes] [Host has unlocked the Tools of the Sage] This same system grants him skills, tracks his growth, and rewards him for everything from fights on and off the battlefield. Now Dean has to navigate a world with so many secrets, a family he never knew he needed, and women who should be enemies but can't seem to stay away. That, added to a slime that can copy, evolve, adapt, and permanently absorb any ability, shape or form it encounters. The world has no idea what that means yet. Neither does Dean. But they're all about to find out and in a city where power determines everything down to who shares your bed. Dean is about to re-shape the landscape of power in this new world. And the challenge is whether he would destroy this world or help it become what it was meant to be. Tags #No Yuri #Smart MC #Weak to Strong #Cool summons #Adventures
NullExistence · 101.8k Views