August Eagle

Lin Feng travelled through worlds and even obtained an overpowered system, but he still faces a pressure as huge as a mountain. 
 
System's main quest: 
Lin Feng is to create a school; establish history’s number 1 sect and Lin Feng himself to become the number 1 founder.
 
To become history’s number 1 founder, Lin Feng started to work hard.
 
“Your name is Shi Tianhao? Natural born sovereign roots but it was stolen by your cousin? Now being raised in a little village your father placed you in? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let those people know that justice that is owed must be returned!”
 
“Your name is Xiao Yan? A genius of the past but a loser now? Even your fiance came over to humiliate you by asking for a divorce? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let that brat know the meaning of: don’t bully a youngster just because he’s poor!” 
 
“Your name is Zhu Yi? The son of a marquis but you’re being suppressed by your father? Your mother was a saint but she was assassinated? Come come come, follow your master and we’ll let your dad know the meaning how problems can be solved with your fists...no, with reasoning!"

Sparrow Translations

History's Number 1 Founder

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"You little b*stard, if you dare to destroy my magnificent and awe-inspiring image, I'll beat you up!"


Lin Feng stared intently at the image in the halo above Xiao Budian's head. In that halo, a completely new image appeared.


Inside the image, there was only a single person: Xiao Budian. He was sitting underneath a mountain, and he leaned quietly against the mountain, sound asleep.


Lin Feng searched everywhere but he could not find another living creature.


The little boy slept peacefully, his face a picture of bliss. It was if he was detached from the troubles of the world, and as long as he leaned against the peak nothing dangerous could possibly disturb him.


The mountain helped him support the nine heavens, the mountain helped him stand firm on the ground. The mountain shielded him from the wind and rain and the mountain guaranteed for him that all was well.


What Do You Think of Me? What Do I Think of You?