Daily life of a cultivation judge - Chapter 1252: She might have that side too

I, Zhang San, am absolutely a good person!I swear by the eight generations of my ancestors!What!? My ancestral grave just exploded!?

Warning! Mature Content R-18+****Kyle was born into wealth, a 35-year-old billionaire who had everything.He was a lustful man, the envy of his generation, having a harem at his call.Kyle lusted after everything that wore a skirt, single ladies, and married women.No one escaped his grasp, but his horniness became the source of his downfall.He was assassinated after his secret affairs with a Senator's wife were exposed.Now reborn into a newly born star as the God of Lust.Transmigrated as the lowest-tier god.The God Game was created to flush out the weaklings amongst gods, to bring forth those with the strongest wills.Kyle must forge his path; his desire to survive presses him to grow stronger.But even after death, his horniness never ceases to end.Walking the path of Lust, and creating a harem of both mortals and spirits.Snatching beauties and corrupting the heart of man to survive and grow stronger.To the mortal world, he may be a villain.An evil god who exists to sow discord into the minds of men.But to him, he's just a man trying to survive in this harsh world of gods.

Crimson Vale Academy—where reputation is currency, and failure is a stain you wear on your sleeve.Behind gothic walls and spotless uniforms, students aren't just educated—they're measured, ranked, and pitted against each other in a brutal meritocracy. Privileges are earned, not given. The strong rise. The weak vanish.Enter Kairon Vale, a transfer student marked Rank D—the bottom of the bottom. No badge. Just a stitched black fang, branding him as “Obsidian”—a warning to others.In a system where points dictate your value, Obsidian-ranked students claw for every opportunity to ascend into the prestigious Golden or Platinum ranks—where comfort, power, and influence await. But for most, it’s a losing battle.Yet Kairon isn’t here to fit in, impress, or play by their rules. Cold, calculating, and impossible to read, he watches the system… and waits. Because while the academy judges worth by numbers and names—he understands something deeper:Everyone wears a mask. And every mask can be cracked.Let the games begin.

[I'm sorry host]“Oh, you're sorry? Do you think that will be enough!?”[I mean it isn’t all bad! You are a noble!]“My entire family wants me dead.”[You're a student at Astraelis!]“All the commoners hate me for getting in through my status as a noble. All the nobles hate me for being useless. And all the teachers banned me from attending their classes.”[When you graduate, you will be protected by the Empire!]“If I somehow survived till graduation.”[Host... It might be pretty bad.]“You think?!”Reinhard Malvin groaned at the absurdity he found himself in right now. One minute he was one of the best spies in the world and next minute he was in the body of a cliche villain. And to make matter worst, it's one with no advantage!“Uh whatever. I will just focus on surviving by sucking up to one of the teachers-”[Um Host... Did you forget? If you don't complete the Fate mission, everyone in this school will die.]“...”Reinhard held his face, not wanting to look at the blue screen that. Specifically, the text that tells him to seduce the Resonator and sleep with her.“Are you sure this will stop her from exploding?”[Absolutely! And it will also make you stronger.]“It better or else I'm not surviving in this crappy world.” Reinhard pushed himself up and stretched before heading towards his first target. Fortunately for him, seduction was a part of many of his mission and even higher than his mission success rate.He had yet to fail in making a target his....Extra Tags:[No Yuri][No NTR][No BL][No Sharing]