Li Hongtian

A young man sat on a chair and looked out at the ocean. With one wisp of Spirit Qi, he could point anywhere on this vast and expansive world, pointing at any place that didn’t look right.
Someone once became the last one to wield a knife that could decapitate huge dragons and bathed in dragons’ blood. Someone once loved treating others to chicken soup, so he kept nine phoenixes in his backyard. Someone once sat lazily on the top of mountains as his words flooded river banks, and his qi could hold a million soldiers back. Someone once moved mountains and shifted hills with just one brush, his paintings so captivating it could enchant immortals and deities. That year, the warmth of spring made the flowers bloom. They were merely an ordinary butcher, a bookworm, a chicken farmer and a poor artist. This is the story of how a Low Level Martial World Continent was transformed into the Ultimate Fantasy Universe. 


Building The Ultimate Fantasy

"Black nightshade, Angelica root, ground-ivy, Chinese iris, skullcaps..."

"Young Master, the medicinal herbs you requested are all here!"

Lu Fan was basking in the sun in the courtyard, engaging in a solo game of chess after having some porridge, when he heard Ni Yu squeal with excitement from outside.

Ni Yu pushed the door open. She was carrying a big black wok on her back and basketfuls of medicinal herbs in her hands. Huffing and puffing away, she hurried in.

Lu Fan raised his brows. He folded up his sleeves and laid down a pawn.

Ni Yu dumped the wok on the ground as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Young Master, the wok and these medical herbs cost two silver taels and three silver coins altogether,"

Ni Yu said as she wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Indeed, food was an effective motivation to get the young girl to run errands.

The Last Quest