Divine Doctor, Sweet Wife - Chapter 1399 - Successfully Winning Elder Brother Over

When the eldest prince Luo Fei reached 18 years old, the database automatically screened the genes of omegas across the entire empire for matching. The only son of a wealthy businessman, Mo Lin, had a gene match of more than 90% with the eldest prince. However, the moment he saw Mo Lin, Luo Fei learned that this omega is a sick child with paralyzed legs, hemiplegia, and severe mental illness???

Seven days remained until the countdown to genetic mutation.Seven days later, all creatures on Earth would undergo mutations. Giant mutated creatures would swarm and attack humanity, putting their fate in jeopardy. The entire Earth would be ruled by these mutated beings!Yang Xiao accidentally walked into a genetic store where various gene potions were sold, capable of altering human body functions.From that moment on, he embarked on a crazy journey of genetic evolution.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | HAREM | R18+ | COMEDY | ACTION | FILTHY ROMANCE[Ding!][Author Mode Obtained][Author Mode Activated][Welcome, Harem Overlord]After a freak accident, Steve Jobson wakes up inside the world of his own novel—where women dominate society as powerful mages, and men are seen as little more than afterthoughts.However, Steve isn't just any man. Breaking the very rules of this world, he awakens magic of his own and earns the right to enter the prestigious—and formerly all-girls—Arcane Bloom Academy.Armed with the forbidden ability to rewrite the very events of this world, Steve’s journey isn’t just about getting stronger...It’s about taking everything he ever wanted—pleasure, power, and absolute dominance.With a world full of MILFs—women deprived of men for far too long—desperate and hungry for his touch, Steve is more than ready to satisfy them all....From his own busty mother to the head mistress of the academy...Every Milf is his!The story is only just beginning...But somethings, even an author can't predict how a story ends.There will be Smut, Hardcore Harem, Power Progression, Magic Battles, Dark Secrets, Taboo Love, and Severe Degeneracy.Additional Tags: Magic Academy | MILF | Forbidden Love | System | Domination | Reverse Society | Smut | Revenge | Comedy

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.