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

He had been feeling proud at home, only to be shot dead.


Inside the pavilion, the warmth from the furnace dispelled the chilly Spring air.


Shangguan Qinghong had removed her shoes and socks and was squatting on the Taishi Chair with her translucent feet exposed, snacking on sunflower seeds while reading a book.


Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed together, a look of thirst for knowledge evident on her pretty face. Her eyes unmoved, her fingers adeptly found the seeds. With a cracking sound and a nimble tongue, she skillfully separated the husk from the seed.


Li Che had entered the Qintian Observatory Treasure Building. The warm atmosphere made everyone feel lazily at ease.


His eyes narrowed slightly, with no trace of the tension and unease that had accompanied the assassination he had just carried out.


Chapter 101: Mortals, Behold What Immortal Artisan Means【Seeking Monthly Tickets】_2