The Wasteland-Born Empress Forces the Tyrant to Clean the Pigsty

Chu Lingzhao, a max-level lightning-wielding war goddess from the apocalypse, opens her eyes to find herself in the Great Yuan Dynasty, inhabiting the body of a weak, easily bullied good-for-nothing empress.

Court intrigue? What a load of crap! Anyone who schemes against her gets zapped!

The arrogant consort tries to poison her? Chu Lingzhao grabs her by the jaw, dislocates it, and pours the poisoned tea down her throat.

The sinister tyrant comes to demand an explanation? One slap turns the fine rosewood dragon table into dust, and the emperor immediately falls in line.

Chu Lingzhao shuts the gates of Fengyi Palace, grows sweet potatoes, raises pigs, and even turns the world's number-one assassin, who sneaks in at midnight, into a frizzy-haired lumberjack.

The filthy, chaotic harem is transformed under her iron rule, with a cleaver and her fists keeping everyone firmly in line.

Just as the whole world decides the empress has gone mad and every court official kneels to beg for her to be deposed, the ruthless, suspicious, and cruel emperor, who hides a softer side beneath his cold exterior, expertly picks up a broom in the dead of night and cleans out the pigpen. Then he kneels meekly outside Fengyi Palace and says, “Zhaozhao, I've finished cleaning the pigpen. This world is filthy, so I'll clean it all up for you. You can have the throne, and I'll be your imperial consort. How does that sound?”