Divine Veins of the Great Wilderness

He opened his eyes to a murder scene, his hands covered in blood, with a woman's corpse lying beside him. Lu Chen was numb with shock. “I’m carrying such a huge burden from the start. How am I supposed to play this game?” To keep a low profile and grow stronger, Lu Chen took a sharp boning knife and hid in the Linxian Inn, where he became the head chef. Then he discovered that everyone in this rundown inn was a villain: a beautiful waitress who sprinkled poison, a muscular accountant who settled accounts with his fists, and a dozing innkeeper who always looked as though he were about to breathe his last. Looking at this group of misfits, Lu Chen sighed and somehow became the backbone of this den of thieves. And so, the style of the Great Wilderness underwent a sudden transformation. During the day, they opened their doors to guests and specialized in humorous everyday antics. At night, the entire group transformed into violent thugs, carving their way into becoming the most powerful sect in the Great Wilderness. From an ordinary scapegoat to one who defied the heavens, Lu Chen held his confidante close and pointed his knife at the countless gods and demons trembling beneath his feet. “Don’t be nervous. I’m just a cook. Which one of you wants to go into the pot first?”