Fantasy: I’m Really Not A Supreme Master!

“What? The wild chickens I raised are pure blood phoenixes? “
“What? The carp I raised are true dragons?”
With a wave of hand, the river was cut off; with a slight stamp of foot, the mountain collapsed.
A group of incredibly powerful cultivators knelt in front, worshipping and calling ‘senior’.
“What the hell wrong with this world?”
Li Fan shouted,” Oh no, that’s impossible!”
“How could I possibly be a Supreme Master?!”