Others call themselves venerable masters or Dao ancestors, but Zhou Chen insists on calling himself an emperor! At first, everyone thought he yearned for supreme authority, able to make his words law and command the submission of all living beings. Who knew this guy only wanted a legitimate excuse to fill his palace with consorts?!
After transmigrating, he finds himself the useless heir of Ximeng City in the Menghuang wilderness, just in time for “his” wedding. Looking at his bride-to-be, dressed in phoenix crown and bridal robes, her identity a mystery, Zhou Chen suddenly sees the light.
He stops the groom and says with utmost sincerity, “From the first moment I saw your fiancée, I knew I had to be your best friend for life!”
The tribal chiefs seated around them are horrified. Has this heir had his brains kicked in by some prehistoric beast?
From then on, one man stirs up the world, wielding absurdity as his spear and arrogance as his shield, and blazes an imperial path to sweep across the heavens and stand above all!
(This is the thrilling story of a transmigrator who seems intent only on building things up, namely his three palaces and six courtyards, but is actually far more than he lets on, and who achieves the greatest feats in the most irreverent way.)
Comment to yourself, I am happy, I am happy