My Lusty Wicked Degenerate System

When he woke up again, Walker was so scared that his face turned pale.

The Mountain Temple collapsed and disappeared, with broken tiles and bricks scattered across the ground. Even the altar lay in pieces, and the statue on the table was gone.

The slightest movement caused pain in his body, as if all his bones had been broken and then reassembled, leaving him with an unnatural and strange sensation.

"What's that smell?"

He reached out and touched it, finding a layer of dark, sticky substance on his face. Upon closer inspection, he saw that his entire body was covered with the same substance. The sticky material emitted a strange odor that was extremely disgusting.

Walker struggled to sit up, and when he looked around, he saw that it was already dark.

He had clearly been lying in the Mountain Temple, so why had he not been hurt at all when the temple collapsed? And why did he faint when he touched the statue? What was this sticky black substance on his body?

The sky was covered with dark clouds and there was no moonlight. The wind in the mountains howled like a ghost in the dead of night. A gust of cool air made Walker shiver.

He quickly ran out of the Mountain Temple. The fear of the unknown numbed his heart. He turned around swiftly and knelt down, worshiping the Mountain Temple while muttering to himself:

"Godfather, I know you have shown your spirit, but if you want to hurt someone, just do it. I am your godson and one of your own, so please don't scare me."

No one knew when this temple had been built or to whom it was dedicated. It had never received many incense burners and had long been abandoned. People in the nearby villages said that this place was not efficacious and was spooky, though no one could say exactly what was eerie about it.

"Godson... godfather, this is one of the human relationships among you humans, right?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in his mind. Walker was so frightened that his face turned pale. He kowtowed and said, "That's right, godfather. I am your son. Have you forgotten that I came to pay my respects to you when I was a child?"

"I remember it very clearly. Pure Masculine Energy Physique is extremely difficult to come by. More than ten years ago, you were too young to withstand the possession of the system, but now your body is strong enough."

"System??"

Walker was stunned. It had originally been a scary story about ghosts, but how could such a term—so inconsistent with the system—suddenly appear?

"Yes, a system!"

The voice in his head said with certainty, "Now you are one with me. If you want to know everything, just close your eyes."

Walker quickly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. As soon as he calmed down, many thoughts suddenly flooded into his mind. He immediately understood the existence of this evil system.

In the Ancient system there was a Dragon Mountain, a Transcendent Sage in Sacred Heights, and high priests who oversaw all the practitioners dwelling in the enchanted caverns.

These masters strove to maintain pure hearts, banishing the dark impulses within them. Over time, that inner darkness merged with the energies of the earth and sky, gradually taking shape to become this system.

In addition, when the masters acted on behalf of heaven, the unwilling resentment of the evildoers who were killed was also absorbed. Not only that, their unique abilities, but also those magical treasures that could not be explained by science were gathered here.

These forces roamed the sky and earth until they converged because of the ring on his hand.

"This ring is your true vessel?" Walker gasped in astonishment, unaware of when the ring had first appeared on his hand.

It felt unnaturally cold to his touch, immune to his body heat—sharp and piercing in its chill. Neither its weight nor its texture resembled any common gemstone.

"No, now you are my true vessel. Only those with an exceptionally Masculine Energy are worthy of having this ring merge with their flesh."

A cold voice sounded, and the ring on his hand suddenly twisted and swayed, gradually blending into his flesh until it disappeared.

Walker was extremely horrified. "What on earth is this ring?"

"Ancient things should not appear in the mortal world. Legend has it that during the great deluge, a Celestial demon's head was severed by a coven of witches in a momentous victory. The magic weapon was forged from its bones. It is extremely sinister and evil, capable of devouring everything in the wake of those damned demons."

"Evil thoughts gathered, but the magic weapon was sealed here. Yet it has already formed self-awareness—which is me."

Walker felt a little dizzy after hearing this. He stood up shakily and said, "I don't understand much. I just want to know what impact this will have on me."

"After obtaining the system, you have entered the Vitality Condensation Stage. Your very marrow has been purified and transformed in ways that few warriors or mages ever attain in their lifetimes."

"Only a mortal with an extremely Masculine Physique can withstand this extremely evil force."

The system said coldly, "As my master, you can obtain the spells left by the evil ways and some of the power of the ancient demons. It will be no trouble to help you become a dragon among humans. However, if you fail to complete the task and appease the evil spirits within the system, you will not be able to bear the backlash."

"Backlash—what will happen if it cannot be completed?" Walker was shocked.

"It depends on the situation. In the worst case, your body could explode and your soul scatter."

Walker swallowed hard and, with tears in his eyes, said, "In light?"

"At the very least, you could be paralyzed, suffer from impotence, or endure pain for the rest of your life."

Damn, this was still light—it was simply worse than death; far more serious than merely being frightened to death.

Just as Walker was cursing in his heart, the system said coldly, "I have just woken up, and my divine power is limited. I will soon go into hibernation. The system will now issue you your first task. If you complete it, you will officially enter the spiritual energy stage."

Another emotionless voice sounded, "Today the host has lustful thoughts and is obsessed with lust. The task requires that this lust be vented before dawn."

"Complete the mission, officially enter the initial stage of Vitality Contestation, possess the strongest practice method generated by the system, and absorb the energy of Heaven and Earth."

"If you fail the mission, you will suffer from severe impotence and will never get an erection for the rest of your life."

"Fuck, so vicious?" Walker cursed.

The word "lust" popped up in his mind, and at that moment the cold voice of the system sounded faintly, "Remind the host that lust does not necessarily require intercourse. You are now a pure Masculine Physique with the body of a child. It is best not to lose your virginity before you find a suitable cauldron."

"Which cauldron is suitable?"

"A woman with a very Feminine Physique, haunted by evil for years and half dead—half of her three souls and seven spirits are gone. She is the best cauldron for a very yang person."

"Remember, do not lose your virginity easily, especially not to a woman who is no longer a virgin, otherwise your spirit will be lost and you will struggle to bear the power of the ancient celestial demon."

"Wait, system what is Masculine and Feminine physique. I am not masculine at all. I don't even have much muscles in my body"

"Masculine is yang, Feminine is Yin."

The system disappeared after it finished speaking. Walker was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he felt as though a fire were burning in his body, leaving him hot and uncomfortable.

He looked at the time and saw that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. People in the mountain village generally went to bed early. The village was dark, lit by only a few lights, with the occasional sounds of dogs barking and birds chirping.

The sticky feeling on his body was extremely uncomfortable. Walker looked around and saw that there was no one nearby, so he groped his way to the river and began to wash the dirt off his body. However, as soon as he took off his clothes, he was shocked.

No wonder his clothes had felt tight and ill-fitting. His once skinny body was now covered with evenly distributed muscles, including his pectoral muscles. The bulging muscles looked particularly scary.

Most striking of all, the pubic hair that had once been lush was gone, leaving it bald. Moreover, Walker's penis, which had originally been of normal size, had undergone a dramatic transformation.

When erect, it had been just over ten centimeters long and of average thickness, but now it was simply a behemoth—over ten centimeters long even before it was hard; it was like an animal, not inferior to those black uncles at all.

"Fuck, what's going on? This is the effect of a complete transformation!"

Walker subconsciously clenched his fists, realizing that he had adapted to the changes in his body. Now his body possessed almost inexhaustible strength, as if he had endless energy to spare.