On the kitchen cutting board, a sharp knife flashed up and down.
Chu Feng deftly sliced vegetables into fine strips and arranged them neatly on a plate.
The television murmured from the living room, but his thoughts had drifted far away.
How had he, Chu Feng, the king of the overseas Dark World and the Asura Hall Master who had killed countless people, ended up living like a dog as a live-in son-in-law to a third-rate family in the Imperial Capital?
It all began with his master's dying command.
And with the Heavenly rank top grade peerless technique he practiced: the Dragon King Extreme Tyrant Art!
The art was ferocious and overwhelmingly powerful. Once mastered, it would give him the terrifying strength to tear tigers and leopards apart with his bare hands and withstand bullets with his body.
But this divine art had one absurd, potentially fatal drawback...
When a cultivator reached the Late Gang Strength Stage and prepared to break through to the Heavenly Human Realm, he had to completely seal the extraordinary meridians in his body.
For the next three years, he could not use even the slightest trace of true qi!
He had to live like an ordinary man powerless to defend himself, tempering his mind amid the bustle of mortal life and experiencing all its warmth and cruelty...
Only then, when those three years were complete...
Would the immense power stored within him erupt like a volcano, smashing through the bottleneck of the Gang Strength Peak and carrying him straight into the early Heavenly Human Realm!
Because of that restriction, and because the Xu Family's Old Master had once given his master a meal when he needed it...
Chu Feng had come to the Imperial Capital's Xu Family after taking charge of Asura Hall, hiding his