As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life
Li Che had transmigrated and, after living nineteen ordinary years, he opted to accept his fate, marrying and having children, striving to support his family.
But the moment his daughter was born....
Through his daughter, he rose in status, and his life was no longer ordinary.
...
With his daughter’s safe birth, you gained a Dao Fruit, "Immortal Artisan".
When his daughter turned one, safe and sound, you gained the Dao Fruit "Dragon Elephant Vajra".
At his daughter's age of two, free from illness and disaster, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Pure Heart".
By the time his daughter was three, lively and clever, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Chess Saint".
His daughter was four, five, six years old....
...
Li Che discovered that with each passing year of his daughter’s age, he could condense a Dao Fruit to enhance himself.
From then on, Li Che harbored a simple and unpretentious wish.
A Dao Fruit a year, quietly safeguarding longevity.
As a father, he only wished...
Starting from the warmth of his wife and child by the hearth, to peacefully protect his daughter's immortality.
Silently condensing countless Dao Fruits.
Henceforth cultivating his spirit, invincible between heaven and earth.
Li Hongtian · Eastern
This story might have potential, but by all that is holy, I can't feckin find it. I tried. I really did, but I couldn't get past chapter 10. If I had to compare the grammatical prowess of the editor to a functioning member of society, it would be equal to Jeffrey Dahmer. I gave myself a migraine attempting to process the massacre of the english language that is this story. If this story is ever picked through by actual editor, I might come back. It's highly unlikely, however, given the ptsd I am developing after walking through the literary equivalent of Auschwitz.