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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 · Fantasi Timur
Peringkat tidak cukup
1486 Chs

My Sassy Brother Shihao

Editor: Sparrow Translations

Lin Feng squeezed the perfume sachet and could feel bits of energy from the Great Solar Brilliance through the sewn fabric of the perfume sachet.

Lin Feng flooded the sachet with his mana and slowly began to understand the mechanism of the sachet.

In the depths of the endless darkness within the sachet, a brilliant glow suddenly appeared. Within the glow, a Buddha sat afloat in mid-air, with its hands placed in a certain symbol position, radiating brilliantly.

By now, Lin Feng had understood that the fabric for the perfume sachet was actually from the kasaya of Daneng the Eminent Monk from the Great Thunderclap Temple.

Most of the kasayas of the eminent monks from the Great Thunderclap Temple were usually top-tier magic items.

However, the fabric right in front of him was merely a fragment of the kasaya, where most of its magic essence had scattered, leaving only remnants of its previous glory.