Yours Truly shall have all of you bow down to me! Arriving in this brand-new world, Lin Fan found himself in possession of a system which allows him to level up indefinitely unbounded by the limitations of this world. Upon learning a powerful technique of Monkey Steals Peaches, Lin Fan realises that he’s poised to literally become the strongest person in this entire world. But of course, how boring would that be unless the whole world gets to know about his great name? Shameless. Righteous. Smart. Lin Fan will let no one (or balls) stand in his way to glory! Hilarious for all the wrong reasons and exciting for all the right ones, this novel will definitely have you roaring out in laughter and set your blood pumping all at the same time. Join us in this rollercoaster of a masterpiece with Lin Fan and his trusty sidekicks as he shows the world what it truly means to be YOURS TRULY. There is a person, whose entire life is a legend. There is a person, whose extraordinariness radiates from his brows There is a person, his name is Lin Fan. Everybody: “Lin Fan, I want to have your babies.” A dominating life of unrestrained swag needs no explanation.
As the legend went, there was a bird. It flew far across the nine skies. It would never land on anything other than parasol trees, nor feed on anything other than bamboos. It would land once every 500 years.
And on that day of landing, it would be the day of Nirvana.
Through each Nirvana, it would have to endure a trial of fiery flames and death.
But after every Nirvana, its feathers would be ever more luscious, its voice ever crisper, and its spirit even more vigorous. And when it spread its wings up into the skies once more, it’s dazzling brilliance would light up the entire world.
Phoenix’s Nirvana… Rebirth through flames.
What was left of Chicky was a mix of meat and blood, lying quietly still. The patches of blood were bright red like burning flame.
Suddenly, the blood seemed to have come alive. Like little flame pixies, they danced around and encased Chicky’s body, as though the blood was praying to a long forlorn God.