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

His position was in no way inferior to the Young Prince.


He was similarly a descendant of the privileged class.


The Shadow Guard True Person furrowed his brows, his gaze falling on Tie Shancai as his eyes shifted subtly.


"The Young Prince is deceased, your excellency..."


However, Tie Shancai merely waved his hand and moved like a wily spirit to stand beside the coffin.


Six Black Armored Blood Guards burst forth with an aura simultaneously.


Zhu Chaoyang raised his hand, and a mighty Martial Dao Will swept across, forcefully pressing down.


The Shadow Guard True Person's face shifted restlessly, ultimately he just waved his hand.


Tie Shancai grinned, patted the coffin with his hand, then tiptoed and his diminutive figure shattered the raindrops, actually hovering above the coffin.


Directly facing him, Ji Haihui lay quietly in the coffin after being composed.


Tie Shancai's gaze intently fixed on the bloody hole in Ji Haihui's forehead.


Chapter 193: I am the Dragon Elephant of the Martial Dao Will, Is Bull Demon the Old Prince?_4