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!"
Things Are Not What They Used to Be Anymore
Editor: Sparrow Translations
Zhu Yi received the jade token over and stood up. He bowed towards everyone around him, "I am extremely grateful to everyone for travelling such a long distance over here."
After the ceremony, Zhu Yi led the Heavenly Temple disciples as they retreated. They also went to a luminary at Lin Feng's side.
A third light path lit up. The end of the path was filled with darkness which connected with a dim, yellowish-black path. The end of that path was a pitch-black stone bridge. Below the stone bridge, dim-yellow river water flowed quietly.
On the other side of the bridge, there was a huge pitch-black pavilion erected. When the pavilion doors opened, a white-haired youth decked in purple walked out. He walked past the Narakade Bridge and stepped onto the Road to River Styx. Then, he followed the light path and walked over.
The lower level cultivators from the other sects and powers stopped their breathing when they saw this white-haired youth appeared.