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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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Mount Shu Is Finally Here!

Editor: Sparrow Translations

Nothing moved in the void, only reverberations from a bell...

Following the sound, once could trace the source back to Mount Yujing. It was not much of a bell compared to Lin Feng's Bell of Destiny, but a big bell nonetheless.

The bell felt hollow and light. Its appearance translucent, like layers of mist or vapour glued together to form this odd-looking structure.

Along its exterior, two streaks of white and black ran down each side, looking like the symbols of yin and yang.

This was truly a magic treasure, the counterpart to the Formation Bursting Drum, the Void Yin-Yang Clock!

These two were reputedly the strongest magic treasures below the Destiny class treasures, and were the pinnacle of all Mahayana magic treasures.

Beside the clock stood an elderly man dressed in translucent white. His robes billowed in the wind, revealing it to be the same shade as the clock itself, slightly more transparent.