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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 · 東方
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1486 Chs

Let Us Be Fair

翻訳者: Sparrow Translations 編集者: Sparrow Translations

"Do you think you can just leave after bullying my disciple?"

Lin Feng gazed at the Mount Shu Elders calmly.

The short and fat Elder sneered, "You still don't want to let us go in peace? Mount Shu has ten million sword cultivators, each with one sword. You'll be minced to scraps."

Lin Feng was not angered by that comment and smiled instead. He extended his right hand and spread his fingers wide.

Surging purple clouds jetted out abruptly from Lin Feng's right palm and blanketed the four Mount Shu cultivators.

"What insolence!" The Mount Shu cultivators bellowed and drew their swords to destroy Lin Feng's cloud formation.

But the purple clouds cordoned off an independent area of space, isolating them from the real world.

After a flurry of chaos, The Mount Shu cultivators watched, aghast, as the sky above them, the clouds, the ground beneath their feet, the flowing rivers, all turned purple. It was as if they had been transported into another world.