MTL - My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor’s Corpse - Chapter 300 Threats and lures, reshape beliefs!

In a world of shallow-minded, materialistic mortals, what would one from humble beginnings – whose face had been stomped on, spat on, oppressed for the longest while by the arrogant, pampered upper echelons of society – do, when a mysterious application pops up on a brand new phone that was meant to be the birthday gift of an ungrateful girlfriend? What if the application takes the form of a chatroom where its occupants, bearing the names of mythical, fictional beings, start giving out ‘Red Packets’, all the while spouting nonsense?

[Warning: Mature Content(BL/Mpreg)]On the frontier planet Solaris-10, Zach, a businessman, runs the galaxy's most unconventional ranch/maternity ward. His employees are a bunch of homeless aliens called Genmen who've found their calling as the universe's most sought after baby-makers and nectar producers.These alien dudes pop out babies easier than any human could, and their precious nectar comes with healing properties that drives pharmaceutical markets absolutely wild, keeping Zach's operation very, very profitable.It a mutual benefit, and everyone's winning: his Genmen get their daily needs. Zach gets to swim in profits. It's simply capitalism with a nursery attached, and Zach couldn't be happier with his unconventional but lucrative empire.But success breeds competition, and rival businesses are circling like vultures, eager to poach his most fertile employees with bigger contracts and better offers. They want his Genmen, they want his profits, and they'll stop at nothing to get both.Zach would rather die than see that happen. But protecting them in a world where everyone has a price might be harder than he ever imagined.*******Disclaimer!!!This book is packed with extremely explicit sexual content. It's made for readers who enjoy raw, uncensored material. You'll find graphic male/male encounters, hardcore scenes, and sexual content that pushes boundaries. It's dark, it's intense, and yeah, some might call it depraved.If you're under 18 or don't want to read about explicit gay sex, fetishes, and unfiltered carnal acts - DO NOT READ THIS BOOK!You've been warned. Reading beyond this point means you're a consenting adult who knows exactly what you're getting into. If you nevertheless choose to proceed and find yourself offended or disturbed, DO NOT BLAME THE AUTHOR.This is your final advisory. 18+ ONLY.Please take note: This is fiction. Everything in here came from imagination. Characters, places, events - all made up. Any connection to real people or events is pure coincidence.Let's begin...

Cifer was offered as a sacrifice to the devil by his own family. Instead of dying, was given a chance to live in another world. The One True God has given him a mission. Stop the higher being calling themselves gods from snatching soul from the life stream and restore balance.An adventure will begin from a devil's sacrifice to be one of the most powerful beings seen.With a body of a titan and souls of devils, grasp power and devour everything for happiness and freedom.

“Why is this happening…?”

Mia Luna Tearmoon, Princess of the Tearmoon Empire, muttered to herself as she stood shackled on the execution platform.

The faces of the spectators surrounding her were, without exception, filled with indignation.

Before long, Mia was executed at the hands of the revolutionists, who were fed up with the heavy taxation.

But the next moment, she unexpectedly found herself lying on her bed.

It was eight years ago, when she was just a mere kid.

For a while, Mia even wondered if she was hallucinating. However, what appeared on her bedside table was a bloodstained diary that she had written herself.

That day, Mia’s screams could be heard echoing throughout the palace.

Mia was not a vicious person by nature. She was simply incapable of understanding the pain and hunger of others, and by the time she discovered it, it was already too late to do anything.

After she regressed back to her childhood, Mia struggled hard to trace back the events of the past with the help of her blood-stained diary and memories.

Was it to save the future of a declining empire?

Was it to save the soldiers who died in the civil war?

Was it to save the people from famine?

No, she had only one goal.

To avert her fate of facing the guillotine (execution)!