The Spirit Root I Raised Is a Primordial Boss

The night his family was raided, the world's greatest scholar Lu Shi'an had his literary core shattered and was thrown like a dead dog into a prince's mansion to bring luck to a marriage. Everyone laughed that the princess consort had married a useless live-in son-in-law who couldn't even lift a brush. No one knew that in his ruined dantian, a slumbering primordial chaos divine tree that had slept for ten thousand years was coiling. Tonight, in the side courtyard of the prince's mansion, two terrifying phantom figures quietly knelt before his bed: "The Word Spirit, who communes with the gods through literature, pays respects to the master." "Jian Lan, the ultimate killer, requests the order to slay the heavens." Lu Shi'an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes coldly: "Don't be in such a hurry to slaughter the entire capital. Tonight, this young master is first going to crash my mother-in-law's birthday banquet." — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: The Spirit Root I Raised Is a Primordial Boss — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠