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Serve No One This Life

Milf Serving System in a cultivation world

In a world where power is everything, Jiang Chen is reincarnated with a mysterious and legendary gift—the [Milf Serving System]. We have many types of systems ,systems like Villian system , hero system, side character system Income Multiplier system Perverted system and many more... But here comes the Treasure system - [Milf Serving System ] Every living person has desires they wish they can fulfill but what's everyones desires has got to do with me Jiang chen, Jiang Chen only care care about the Milfs desires ,whether it's deepest ,scariest sexual type desires or their anykind of wish ,Jiang Chen is ready to fulfill it even he has to cross sea of fire and climb mountain of thorns. MILFs—the legendary women who are treasures of the world. These MILFs come in all forms: some are cold, distant beauties, their icy demeanor hiding a burning fire inside; some are mature, wise, and confident, but with desires that can shake the very foundations of the world; others have childlike innocence trapped in their powerful, adult bodies, playful and seductive in ways that hide their true longing. No matter their personality, one thing is certain: each of them is a treasure, and their desires are a force to be reckoned with. The more a person loves, the more dangerous their desires become—and MILFs? They're the legends of desire. Their passions can tear kingdoms apart, unravel souls, and reshape destinies. Jiang Chen’s role? To serve these women, unlocking their deepest secrets, fulfilling their every wish, and in doing so, not only gaining unimaginable power but also ascending in ways that no cultivator could ever imagine. But serving MILFs isn’t a simple task. As he satisfies their desires, each woman’s treasure comes with a price, and Jiang Chen must tread carefully. Every desire he fulfills sends ripples through the world strengthening or weakening - doesn't matter to him. As he conquers their hearts and becomes entangled in their secret worlds, his power grows, but so do the stakes. These legendary beings might seem like beautiful, sophisticated women, but behind their desires lies the potential for chaos, destruction, and a power that could change the world forever. #This novel is not all about sex...
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No Name.u

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…
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