I’m a forensic pathology PhD, and I’ve been transmigrated into the cultivation world’s most miserable live-in son-in-law.
Three years into my marriage, I’ve never eaten at the table or slept in a bed. Every day, my wife kicks me onto the floor.
She calls me useless, and her whole clan is waiting for me to get lost.
I just smiled and handed her a bowl of medicine.
“Drink this, and the pill poison you’ve suffered for ten years will be gone tonight.”
She spat out a mouthful of black blood. Everyone was stunned.
Only I knew it wasn’t pill poison. Someone had been carefully feeding her a slow-acting poison for ten years.
And my System told me the culprit was right here in this hall.
A live-in son-in-law’s comeback? Not enough.
I’ll use a scalpel to cut open the deepest secret in this cultivation world.
