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

Chai Feng's face was a little dark.

He had lost. Moreover, he had lost to the three competitors of the five phoenixes, so he was at the bottom.

Of course, this was also because Chai Feng hadn't used his full strength. Compared to Nie Changqing and Jing Yue, Chai Feng hadn't thought of using the golden origin to open up a path. This was also because of the habit he had left behind when he participated in the meditation.

However, Jing Yue and Nie Changqing's method had opened up a new path for him to comprehend. He could try it later.

Thinking of this, Chai Feng laughed heartily.

If he lost, so be it. Comprehending the Upanishad wasn't his forte to begin with.

There were so many talented people in the human race who could comprehend Upanishads. Chai Feng couldn't wait to lose a few more times.

Chapter 603, on the importance of washing hands before the lucky draw