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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Lin Feng, with a virtual gesture, helped Wang Lin up from the ground as he looked at his disciple, smiling silently.

Wang Lin took a deep breath as unfamiliar warmth appeared on his perennially cold and severe face.

When his gaze landed on the purple clouds transfigured from the Celestial Small Worlds in Lin Feng's palm, he stared at the black-robed figure in the Small World, his gaze turning cold once again.

"No need to be hasty, he's not going to run," Lin Feng said calmly.

He turned to face the other cultivators, eyes calm as a still lake. Like sleepwalkers who just snapped out of their stupor, they hurriedly bowed towards Lin Feng in unison. "Thank you, Leader of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, for your help in our time of need."

"No need for formalities," Lin Feng glanced at the Celestial Small Worlds in his palm before asking, "Is there anyone who has known this person previously, or anyone else who cultivates a similar mantra?"

Envoy of the Hall of the Dead