My Hermes System - Chapter 363: Familiar Weapon

The word defeat did not exist for Wei Congying in his relationships.

But the biggest joke was after the prodigal son returned and realized he was someone else’s stand-in.

Three years after breaking up, while sitting in a fast food place in the Isle of Mann, he saw her and discovered an something even more laughable…

He was still in love with this heartless person.

- Description from Novelupdates

[A Douluo Dalu 2: Peerless Tang Sect Fanfiction]He awakened a unique martial soul and forged unfair contracts with soul beasts.Born in obscurity, he rose as a formidable overlord amidst the chaos.He suppressed countless prodigies of his era, his talent unparalleled.He is the true Beastmaster King, the ruler of all beasts.In the shadows, he gathered strength, advancing step by step, until he reigned supreme, unifying the continent.Whether human or soul beast, he would make all beings submit and become the sole sovereign of the land.Ending the turmoil, bringing order to the world—he would ascend to the highest throne, standing above all in an era of chaos.[Multiple love interests, no simping, mastery of strategy, seizing every advantage]

After opening the ancient well in his backyard, Li Yin’s life has changed since then!

Sixth Prince Li Yin? 21st century otaku Li Yin? He can travel freely between the two worlds, what kind of life should he choose?

Harem? Hegemony? trickery? Is that all?

No! With the advantages of modern technology, he wants to build his fiefdom into the economic center of the world, and the world map will be filled with his colonies…

PS: This is written about the Tang Dynasty, but it is a parallel time and space. There is no need for historical burdens, and it will be a little different from the real Tang Dynasty. Please don’t be serious about the textual research party, because some small details like titles are annoying. This is not what I wanted, thank you!

- Description from novelbuddy

Despite gifted with extraordinary talent, I resented my life being cut short.One day, fueled by alcohol, I penned a proposal letter to a princess, hoping to alter my fate.[Sure. I’d love to marry you.]…What? She’s accepting?The problem is, I proposed to all five tyrant princesses.And to make matters worse, I have no clue which one responded.