After transmigrating to the early Tang Dynasty, Zhou Dao obtained the Con Artist System. Fortune-telling and reading faces were a piece of cake, and avoiding misfortune while seeking good fortune was his specialty.
He was granted the title of Imperial Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty and hailed as a divine man!
Cheng Yaojin, wearing a fawning smile: Imperial Preceptor, tell me what the future holds for me!
Li Chengqian, looking eager to please: Imperial Preceptor, will I eventually become emperor?
Cheng Chumo, wearing a lecherous grin: Imperial Preceptor, when can I inherit my old man's title?
Li Ke, looking proud: Imperial Preceptor, I want to be emperor!
Fang Yiai, the cuckold king: Imperial Preceptor, please help me break off my engagement!
The women of the Tang Dynasty, all lovestruck: The Imperial Preceptor looks so handsome when he summons rain!
Zhou Dao: Watch me summon wind and rain and rule the Tang Dynasty!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Give the protagonist some unique skills. For example, if the head is cut off and it can be restored, it can't be burned with fire.
I came from a rich man in the Northeast... Come on!
What time is it? Why hasn't it been updated yet?
It should be a poor man who has met Your Majesty, not a *min. You claim to be a *min.' You are suspected of licking gou.
Well written. Not so corny. Any more? Are you still updating today?
Fifty-eight flowers are presented! Hope for more