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!"
This Must be a Dream!
Gao Fan, who had been lying on the ground like a dead dog, suddenly shot up and dashed towards Wang Lin.
Gao Fan right now had a face contorted in pain as well as a pair of bloody eyes, no longer bearing any resemblance to the charismatic and suave Senior Gao.
Despite being in immense pain, Gao Fan was still alert and rational to a certain extent as he accurately chose Wang Lin, the weakest among the four, as the possible opening from where he could escape.
Yang Qing was shocked and he shouted, “Watch out!”
Gao Fan might be seriously injured but at the end of the day, he was still a cultivator in the mid-term stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Wang Lin, who was only a cultivator of Qi Disciple Level 5, would never stand a chance against him.
Gao Fan obviously followed this train of thought as he lunged towards Wang Lin. In the meantime, he shouted authoritatively, “Feilian, assist me in killing this brat!”