Invincible and crushing, delivering frenzied face-slapping, decisive in killing, and surrounded by multiple heroines.
A hell-mode start?
Chen Mo opened his eyes and found himself in prison, covered in wounds!
What the hell, had he transmigrated?
And into the body of a cannon-fodder original who took the blame and went to prison for his scumbag younger brother?
Even worse, just a few days after arriving, the prison bully had tortured him to death!
Chen Mo took over this mess, thinking he was doomed, only to scratch some blood-red words onto a broken bedboard: an unbelievably powerful cultivation technique!
Five years in darkness. While others served time, he cultivated. By the time he was released, he was already a ruthless fifth-level Qi Refiner!
He had only meant to go home and see his “family,” but what a sight!
The moment he stepped inside, he saw his “good wife” with a huge belly!
Who was responsible? His own younger brother, Chen Rui!
And then there was the rest of the family:
A hypocritical, shameless, and biased father?
A weak, selfish, muddleheaded mother?
A cold, sharp-tongued, status-obsessed younger sister?
A vicious, ruthless beast of a younger brother who even went after his sister-in-law?
And an ex-wife who cheated without a trace of shame?
Chen Mo: I'm out! Whoever wants this family can have them!
Let's go!
From then on, the flood dragon was free to roam the sea!
Once he left this miserable home, Chen Mo's life went into overdrive! Fortuitous encounters came one after another, and his strength skyrocketed!
Wealth? Fame? Top power players were fighting to befriend him! Beautiful women? All kinds of exceptional beauties flocked around him!
What goes around comes around?
The once-prosperous Chen family finally fell into ruin!
His desperate “family” came crawling back on their knees, begging him: “Chen Mo / Son / Bro / Honey! Come home! We were wrong!”
Chen Mo: ???
“Home? I don't have one anymore!”
“Family? You think you deserve to call yourselves that?”
“You want me to come back? Not unless the sun rises in the west!”
“Get lost!”
A direct disciple is called a registered disciple, senior brother. Before I met him, this senior brother was still unwilling. What logic?