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#WEAKTOSTRONG
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#TRANSMIGRATION
#LEVELUP
#IMMORTAL
#VIDEOGAME
#MYTH
#ORDINARY
#UNPRINCIPLED

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!"

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#ADVENTURE
#SYSTEM
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#CULTIVATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#LEVELUP
#IMMORTAL
#VIDEOGAME
#MYTH
#ORDINARY
#UNPRINCIPLED

Not Just One Party!

Biên tập viên: Sparrow Translations

Xin Longsheng looked calm as usual. As he looked out of the pavilion, his vision transcended void space as he peered in the direction of Mount Kunlun.

The pavilion that he was in was decorated very simply. There were no chairs or tables. There were only a few prayer mats on the floor.

But the wall behind Xin Longsheng had three sword scars.

The three sword scars were not weird. Even a random Foundation Establishment Stage sword cultivator was able to create sword scars that were more frightening than the ones on the wall.

But these three sword scars moved a little on the wall. It was as if they had their own life.

"Why has Mount Yujing revealed itself suddenly?" A voice came from the sword scar on the right. It sounded like two metals rubbing again each other, but also sounded like rumbling thunder.