MTL - Transmigrating Into a Dog Licking His Father, I Am the Protagonist of Destiny - Chapter 857

After the ‘100-Year War’ between the Necromancers and Priests, an all-time genius who’ll shake the power structure was born. “Am I a rare case or something? Do I have talent?” A potential beyond all imagination. He obtained his father’s undead army and entered the great Necromancer school of Kizen that divided the continent. Geniuses are geniuses, even when gathered among the elites. The research community was flipped on its head by the appearance of a new case. Professors wouldn’t leave him be alone, wanting to make him study directly under them. Officials from all over the kingdom and heads of organizations fidgeted over whether to scout him. “Professor! When can I make a Lich?” “Gimme a break. How talented are you? You’re crossing the line, honestly.” A genius among geniuses had appeared.

Luo Xuange finally defeated the martial arts leader to dominate the rivers and lakes, and died of poisoning before he had time for thousands of years.

When he woke up, he had been reborn on the body of a little girl in another world. Not to mention one more marriage contract, the object is still a woman.

In order to help the little girl fulfill her last wish and make money to support her family, Master Luo decided to enter the entertainment industry and become the most dazzling star.

Question 1: Do you have any specialties?
Master Luo: I can fly over the eaves and walk the walls, knives, guns, swords, and halberds, and I can also play chess, calligraphy, painting, dancing, and singing. Are these my specialties?
reporter:……

Question 2: I heard that you and An Yinghou have been dating for more than a month, is this true?
Master Luo: False, we have been married for more than a year.
reporter:! ! !

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- Description from novelbuddy

This is a rigorous multiverse cultivation novel!Watch the protagonist, Zhong Shenxiu, as he wanders through various realms, pursues longevity, explodes the system, and becomes the master of the multiverse.Here, there are modern martial arts, classical cultivation, jianghu of Cthulhu, horror worlds, steam punk…Infinite worlds, infinite possibilities, all in the 'Lord Shenxiu'!

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide.

She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages.

What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason.

Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest.

Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages?

She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home.

God Help Her!

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“THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE”

What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time?

What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess.

EXCERPT:

What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'?

Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did.

She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.

Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her.

She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.

“That was a bad act, my lady.” The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.

Scary.

“I will only give you three seconds to get up.”

His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart?

She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.

THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD!