The day he transmigrated, his life hung by a thread, and the killer had vanished without a trace!
The protagonist stays calm, pulls out a spirit ore, and takes a big gulp. His body cultivation instantly rises by three ranks!
A pseudo-spiritual root? No problem. He guzzles spiritual soil and becomes a heavenly spiritual root!
Weak mental power? He just needs a piece of spirit wood to absorb, and even the sect elders praise his extraordinary mental strength!
He even has a pocket dimension inside him. It can grow, and it produces rare treasures. How unfair is that?
He takes down a demon beast and wins the heart of a beautiful girl, then happens upon a puppet master's legacy. Before long, he's built mountain-sized war puppets, dust-speck-sized scout puppets, and an army of a million puppets that sweeps away all opposition.
He's got more spirit stones than he can spend, and beautiful women are practically lining up to chase him.
He helps his friends avenge themselves and clear their names, then leads a band of heroes in taking down the criminal underworld.
Just when you think he's a dirt-poor nobody from some backwater town,
the truth comes out: he's the direct descendant of a top-tier clan!
Zhou Chen: I'm done pretending. Here's the truth!
