Li Hongtian

Li Che had transmigrated and, after living nineteen ordinary years, he opted to accept his fate, marrying and having children, striving to support his family.
But the moment his daughter was born....
Through his daughter, he rose in status, and his life was no longer ordinary.
...
With his daughter’s safe birth, you gained a Dao Fruit, "Immortal Artisan".
When his daughter turned one, safe and sound, you gained the Dao Fruit "Dragon Elephant Vajra".
At his daughter's age of two, free from illness and disaster, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Pure Heart".
By the time his daughter was three, lively and clever, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Chess Saint".
His daughter was four, five, six years old....
...
Li Che discovered that with each passing year of his daughter’s age, he could condense a Dao Fruit to enhance himself.
From then on, Li Che harbored a simple and unpretentious wish.
A Dao Fruit a year, quietly safeguarding longevity.
As a father, he only wished...
Starting from the warmth of his wife and child by the hearth, to peacefully protect his daughter's immortality.
Silently condensing countless Dao Fruits.
Henceforth cultivating his spirit, invincible between heaven and earth.

As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

The cold wind whistled, and the falling rain turned to ice.


At the entrance of the alley, a thick scent of blood pervaded and intertwined, striking the nostrils with its intensity.


Cao Qingyuan galloped into action, his vigorous qi and blood whipping the air, emitting a mournful, whistling sound as he landed at the mouth of the alley, catching the scent of blood before even stepping inside.


The ground was in disarray, with many of Fei Lei City's bluestone streets covered in cracks, traces of the aftermath of battle still present, indicating the ferocity of the fight.


Beneath his feet, it was not rainwater he trod upon, but a thick, sanguine liquid.


How much blood had been spilled to dye the accumulated water red!


When Cao Qingyuan saw the corpse of the Divine Base Cultivator from the Yang Family, Yang Jing, his complexion turned ghastly pale.


Even he, who was accustomed to dead bodies, couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion at this moment.


Chapter 84: Ascending the Tower to Meet the Gods, Divine Weapon the Liu Blood Shock Spear [Seeking First Subscription!]