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

The crescent moon was like a hook, hanging in the night sky.

In White Jade City's pavilion, candlelight shone through the lanterns, illuminating the entire room.

Lu Fan sat in his wheelchair, with a cloak draped over his shoulders.

Next to him, Ning Zhao, Yi Yue, and Nie Changqing stood quietly.

Ni Yu wanted to take an elixir out of the cloth satchel she was holding against her chest to eat, but she did not dare. She was afraid the crackling sound from crunching the elixir would break the utter silence.

Ning Zhao was as cold as ice. She had read the denunciation. The author disparaged Lu Fan and even humiliated him in every possible way.

"Young Master…," Ning Zhao said hesitantly.

However, Lu Fan waved his hand to stop her.

"His Majesty came to Beiluo in person. And I promised him I would do something he didn't have the nerve to do…," Lu Fan said slowly.

His voice echoed in White Jade City's pavilion.

Young Master Luo Leaving Beiluo