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History's Number 1 Founder

Lin Feng travelled through worlds and even obtained an overpowered system, but he still faces a pressure as huge as a mountain. System's main quest: Lin Feng is to create a school; establish history’s number 1 sect and Lin Feng himself to become the number 1 founder. To become history’s number 1 founder, Lin Feng started to work hard. “Your name is Shi Tianhao? Natural born sovereign roots but it was stolen by your cousin? Now being raised in a little village your father placed you in? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let those people know that justice that is owed must be returned!” “Your name is Xiao Yan? A genius of the past but a loser now? Even your fiance came over to humiliate you by asking for a divorce? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let that brat know the meaning of: don’t bully a youngster just because he’s poor!” “Your name is Zhu Yi? The son of a marquis but you’re being suppressed by your father? Your mother was a saint but she was assassinated? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let your dad know the meaning how problems can be solved with your fists...no, with reasoning!"

August Eagle · Eastern
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Letting Go Now Is Better than A Hundred Years of Waiting

Editor: Sparrow Translations

Faced with the two choices Zhu Yi gave him, Xu Yunsheng did not hesitate at all. He kneeled on the ground before Zhu Yi and kowtowed.

"I do not need to think. As long as I have the slightest chance to continue being your disciple, I am willing to take any punishment."

By picking the second choice, Xu Yunsheng was clear on what would it entail.

Hard labor in the Celestial Wonders World referred to mining and extraction. Normally, it was done by cultivators. However, some ordinary people would work for them too in some tiring and mindless capacities. While it was not as dangerous as mining in the normal world, it was no easy task.

Particularly for metals such as the Matte Glowless Metal which contained rich metal spiritual energy, which was as sharp as a knife. Cultivators could afford not to care, but normal mortals could not.