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

This was none other than Ji Moli's renowned Martial Saint martial arts—Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods!


Li Che had a strong feeling that Ji Moli must have already elevated this martial art to the level of Divine Seed Martial Arts.


Just like his Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant, it had long since undergone transformation.


In the courtyard, Martial Dao Wills clashed, terrifying currents raged, and turbulent streams howled wildly.


After an unknown amount of time, the chaos gradually subsided and returned to unity.


Ji Moli's Martial Saint Will flickered uncertainly, leaving behind this one sentence before finally bursting apart and dissipating.


Li Che gripped the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword. Just activating the sharpness of this blade was already extraordinary.


With a flick of his finger, the sword's body emitted a brilliant hum.


The ink-colored sword matched harmoniously with Li Che's dark robe.


Chapter 275: Contest of Foundations - The Princess Consort Wishes to Leave Dao City, Has the Underworld Let You Off in the Book of Life and Death? [Vote for Monthly Ticket]_4