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.

A sound akin to a grand bell resounded by his ears.


Before his eyes was an endless burst of golden light, extremely dazzling, utterly mesmerizing!


Li Che's heart trembled involuntarily, his eyes revealing a trace of surprise, Primordial Nine Tribulations... does it mean there are nine types of Primordial Tribulations?


All along, Li Che was never quite sure what exactly the Primordial Nine Tribulations were...


Because according to existing classifications of calamities, it was simply impossible to categorize, saying it's the Five Elements, yet there was also the Primordial Wind Tribulation.


Floating in the air, as if his Primordial Spirit was reborn, he looked down, observing his physical state and saw the Disaster Wheel, a wheel of five colors taking up most of its space, yet there were four empty spots.


Chapter 1867 - Chapter 482: Boss, You Are the Miao Dao Xiansheng Three-Eyed True Monarch; How Many Soul Capturings Does the Lord Have Outside? [Monthly Ticket Solicitation]