MTL - Across the Sky From the Stop of Time - v2 Chapter 828 How did the Sword of Immortal Execution come out? I'm about to go big~~

[ Warning; Mature Content, Impregnation ]Wise Daosit! Are you in search of Mature Dao to seek some mother-love enlightenment?Then, say no more, This Humble Primordial Saint lord has bought just that.This is another cultivation novel with dual cultivation and explicit sexual scenes... And trust this senior, you will truly love it.If you don't love it, then you are free to review it one star as I don't delete any negative reviews....Synopsis:Xian Tian, a humble adolescent male raised in an island-forest by animals leaves the island when it is time to cultivate in the outside world.However, being a male in hyper peak adolescent phase and having not been in contact with women for a long time... He was attracted to every woman, especially those with big boobs, and wide hip.His natural instinct kick in... A body that is capable and ready for childbirth, he couldn't wait to plant his seeds in their womb.However, being born with heavenly body and a rare bloodline with a naive nature, he was easily taken advantage of...Can he overcome everything and have a milf harem?

T/N: In Chinese, the 穿 in time travel is the same character as the 穿 in wear clothes.

“Why must I travel back in time (穿越 chuan yue)?” – Qing Qiao

“Because… If you don’t wear clothes (穿 chuan)… You’ll catch a cold…” – Qing Qiao’s servant girl, Dong Xi.

If you once thought this was a time traveling novel…

What is a Benz? Beautiful men step aside. As a knowledgable woman who has gone through higher education, how can I tolerate a backward life without a computer, without chocolate, without a flushing toilet bowl? No matter what I must return back to the future! Thus started, Gu Qing Qiao’s silly ridiculous legend, a side-splittingly funny case that started with one bowl of roast pork rice.

But sadly, we may have guessed the start, but we weren’t able to guess the end…

- Description from Novelupdates

Hm... Fantasy battle, smart MC, smart heroins, supper plot twist...etc... are all things that... this novel doesn't have.

This place only has... Stupid MC, Normal heroins, normal plot, slice of life and... some sh*t thing.

I just want to write what I want no matter how bad it is. ( ' 3')

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After going bankrupt, with nothing left in his hands, Lathel died at the age of 50. After his death, a god offered him a chance to go to another world and help the male protagonists.

His mission was to solve the problems surrounding the heroines so that the male protagonists could easily get along with them.

To be more precise, his job was similar to that of a chef. He would Process the ingredients and cook a sumptuous feast, while the male protagonists just needed to sit at the table and enjoy it.

After completing his mission, he was threatened by a stranger. In the face of this threat Lathel just smiled and decided to commit suicide.

After he died, those heroines also dropped their facade and revealed their true nature.

Lathel once again met the god who helped him. This time, the god allowed him to choose the world he wanted to go to as a gift for completing his task.

He then chose a Fantasy world, a place most men dreamt of.

However, the Fantasy world had too many people to choose from, moreover the number of main character and antagonist slots were all full.

In the end, Lathel accepted to take on the role of an extremely weak supporting character to go to the Fantasy world.

However, this time he didn't need to work or help the main character. He just needed to not affect the main character's development.

Lathel: “Hm... as long as it doesn't affect the main character... then... Can I make a harem?”

God: “Of course.”

Lathel: “Hm... so... I just need to avoid the main character's woman.”

God: “That's right. You just need to try to survive in that world. Ah! I will give you a system that will help you have a good life in that world. I Hope you enjoy this new life.”

Lathel: “Um! So my harem will consist of lackluster women, it seems like a peaceful life is waiting for me.”

God: “Hm... not really...”

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Was war schlimmer als der Tod selbst? Nun, es war das Sterben in dem Wissen, dass dich niemand vermissen würde, in dem Wissen, dass dein Tod ein Gefallen für alle war, die du je kanntest.Genau so fühlte ich mich an dem Tag, an dem ich starb.Ich war das uneheliche Kind des Eclipse-Alpha-Königs, und in einer Zeit, in der der Bund zwischen Mann und Frau als heilig galt, war ein uneheliches Kind nichts weniger als ein Sakrileg...Es war seine Schuld, er liebte eine andere als seine Gefährtin...Es war seine Schuld, er hatte Geschlechtsverkehr mit einer menschlichen Frau.Es war alles seine Schuld, mein einziges Verbrechen war, dass ich aus seiner Lust geboren wurde.Aber warum war mein Vater, der Alphakönig, in Sicherheit, während ich stattdessen gehasst, verachtet und für alles verantwortlich gemacht wurde?Warum musste ich das Druckmittel meines Vaters sein, um seine Ziele zu erreichen?Warum musste ich mit meinem eigenen Stiefbruder verpaart werden?Warum konnte ich nicht wie alle anderen eine Abfuhr erhalten, sondern wurde von meinem eigenen Partner ermordet?Warum wurde ich getötet, bevor ich überhaupt eine Chance zu leben hatte?Ich hatte tausend Fragen und doch gab es niemanden, der sie beantworten konnte, und genau so bin ich gestorben...Warum also flatterten meine Augen an diesem Tag auf, einen Monat vor meinem Tod?War es wegen meines kleinen Geheimnisses?Ein Geheimnis, das ich niemandem außer dir erzählen werde...Nach dem Titel meiner Geschichte musst du denken, dass ich ein Omegawolf bin...Nein, da liegst du falsch... Ich bin kein Omega-Wolf, ich bin ein Alpha-Wolf und mein Name ist Omega.~Zweites Buch der Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Serie.*Kein Prequel oder Sequel zu 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', beide Bücher sind nicht miteinander verwandt, mit Ausnahme des Weltsettings und des Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Konzepts.*Das Titelbild stammt aus dem Internet, alle Credits gehen an den ursprünglichen Künstler.