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

Blood Qi roared and shattered the raindrops.


Zhu Chaoyang's eyes, like tangible blades, cut through the misty rain and stared directly at the raging river.


In the haze, it seemed as if he could see the shadow of a Jiao Long roaming and tumbling in the river!


"A Jiao Long emerges from the deep river... The grand upheaval of the Eight-Armed Prison Lotus Wrathful Third Prince's Mysterious Temple seems about to begin."


With brilliant light shining in his eyes, Zhu Chaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, watching the Jiao Long that stirred up countless rivers with a flick of its tail as it quickly swam away.


With one step, he moved from the roof of the carriage back inside.


Inside the carriage, a child around five years old, with hair tied up in a topknot and wearing a red bellyband, sat cross-legged with a Flame God Spear resting on his legs, as if he were sitting within flames.


His cheeks puffed out, with flames darting in and out of his nostrils as if devouring fire.


Chapter 178: The Celestial Fire God Cannon is Completed, Turning the Hunters into the Hunted [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_3