The Princess Wei Yang - Chapter 123.2

– The planet [Earth] has entered the abnormal state [Apocalypse].

– You have failed in saving the Earth. The Authority, [Vintage Clock (EX)] rewinds the world’s time.

For Yu Jitae, it was a message he had seen many times.

It was tiresome.

It would have been great had he died with everyone else.

But he couldn’t, for his authorities that made him the strongest existence, brought him back in time whenever he did.

And even with his strength, he couldn’t protect the broad earth against the maddened dragons.

– The world’s time will soon begin.

As the clock resumed ticking in the direction it should, his 7th iteration came to a start.

Fortunately, he finally had a gist.

What do you mean by you only accept female disciples?Zhang Yuan glanced at the Emperor of a powerful Dynasty kneeling in front of him and his son, the prince is also kneeling beside him.“Master Yuan, please accept my son as your disciple. I am sure that under your care, my son will reach the pinnacle of the Heavens.”Pinnacle of the Heavens? Zhang Yuan turned his gaze to the so called Prince. Talentless, weak physique and sh!t cultivation technique.Tch, worthless.Zhang Yuan then turned his eyes to another Dynasty Emperor “Master Yuan, please accept my daughter as your disciple.”Seeing the gorgeous woman kneeling in front of him, Zhao Tian smiled faintly.Talentless? I will make you the most talented mortal entity this world has ever seen.Weak physique? I will give you a physique that will break even the limitations of the heavens and earth.Sh!t cultivation technique? Don't worry, choose the best divine technique you want.Sorry but I only accept female disciples!

The servant looked at the grieving princess. “Your Highness, the Regent Prince sent your scholar fiancé to the Western Butcher’s daughter!” 

The princess gritted her teeth, speaking to her servant that it matters not as she has other suitors in line. Many days later, much to her dismay, the servant ran in a hurry. “Your Highness, the Regent Prince expressed his intention of becoming your suitor! All other men in line were sold to Gou Lan Red District!”

The princess was distressed. She said to her servant it matters not. She’ll soon be married to Prince Fuma. Then the uneventful came. The servant once more ran to her, almost tripping in the process. “Your Highness, Prince Fuma was imprisoned at home! Meanwhile, there’s a red sedan chair waiting at your residence for your marriage! It was led by the Regent Prince!

The princess was stunned. For a day such as this to come, it seemed impossible. This nothing but a sad story of a female boss crossing back in time to hold the thick thighs of the big boss. But while raising him, she was eaten in the process.

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Lin Fu's biggest regret was being born into a military police family, yet due to physical limitations, she could only sing and dance in the cultural troupe, serving as a qualified vase.Accidentally traversing to the interstellar era three thousand years later, she was thrilled to discover she possessed a rare S-level psychic power, inherently cut out to be a fleet commander.She would attend the military academy, join the Marine College, command a cosmic fleet, and become a gallant female general.**However, her new identity was just the daughter of a remote star system's farm owner. To achieve her dream, she aimed to marry into the family of the empire's youngest space fleet commander.Commander His Excellency was cold and abstinent, with an imposing presence, yet devastatingly handsome enough to break hearts. Lin Fu fell for him at first sight.She wanted to have him, and even more, she wanted to stash him away secretly.**Later on, the whole interstellar space finally learned that the always ridiculed incompetent bumpkin was actually the commander of the Empire's Third Fleet.She was also the former most noble and adorable Princess Freya of the royal family, as well as the fearsome star thief that made people tremble.The entire interstellar was boiling with excitement.The handsome and noble commander His Excellency was not happy: What happened to the promise of stashing me away privately?