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

Five horses galloped through the flagstone-paved road and stopped at the garden gate. The vermillion wall glistened red under the scorching sun.

Kong Nanfei helped the Imperial Advisor get off the carriage.

The old eunuch stood to the side respectfully, holding his flywhisk aloft.

They entered the imperial garden after bypassing an arch bridge carved by skillful craftsmen. Spirit Qi was richer in the garden.

Kong Nanfei's pupils constricted slightly.

"The capital city is a Dragon Raising Site?" Kong Nanfei thought to himself.

There were eight Dragon Raising Sites in Great Zhou. It was not a secret at all that one of them was the Imperial City.

The Imperial Advisor was calm as usual. "Let's go see His Majesty."

"Yes," Kong Nanfei said, holding back his surprise.

Troops were stationed in front of the garden.

The Azure-Robed Daoist Nun at Dragon Gate