Chen Changsheng transmigrated into a cultivation world and discovered that although he had a System, he had no spiritual roots.
Who could have guessed that the chicken he raised was actually an ancient demon emperor who had once ruled the demon races of the myriad worlds?
The fish in the pond in his little courtyard was an unparalleled Ancestral Dragon, whose might pressed down upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Every stroke in the paintings and calligraphy he casually produced contained one of the Three Thousand Great Daos.
The music he played on his qin at will would make divine phoenixes of the Nine Heavens circle overhead, unwilling to leave.
Even the two ordinary trees he planted outside his door were innate spirit roots, driving countless supreme powerhouses into a frenzy.
Many years later, a crowd of mighty figures finally couldn’t hold back and burst into tears.
Boss, please stop showing off! We’re begging you to quit humblebragging!
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