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The Founder of Qi Cultivation, Reincarnates?

In the God Domain, Cultivators were far and few between, but each of them wielded power that would make them known as gods. How did they come to have such power? They comprehended the laws between heaven and earth and became those very laws. But something occurred, a youth that hadn’t gained the acknowledgment of the heavens to become a cultivator chance upon Qi. Determined to reverse the bad hand faith had dealt him he started researching it and came to a shocking conclusion. The very laws that the heavens prevented him from comprehending were swirling around in this strange energy! The youth thought to himself that if he could somehow control it, then he could defy the heavens and become a cultivator. Without any hesitation he began researching more and found out that the only way to control this newfound energy was to absorb it within his body. After many years of preparations, he did exactly that. However, he promptly died from the finger size strand he absorbed. Ten years after his death a cultivator found his research journal and decided to further study this fascinating idea. Skip forward to an unknown period in the future and a baby was born into a powerful royal family as the second prince. Upon his birth this child had the laws of heaven and earth swirling around him. This immediately sent the royal court into a stir as they thought the heavens themselves had blessed the Emperor’s second son. But as that was happening, the baby that had just been born saw the midwife use a spell to turn Qi into water to clean him. Upon seeing this, the baby’s eyes widen into saucers as a voice screamed hysterically in his head, “W-WHO THE FUCK STOLE MY IDEA?!” ** Ps: If your reading this on a pirated site please consider reading the book on the officially websites, Goodnovel/Meganovel, Webnovel, and the first sixty chapters on Royal Road. Other books: The Growth Of A TiTan

TSETTH · Eastern
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Chapter 169- Escaping The Huang Clan

Late into the night, the rain was going strong as Xi Shen stepped out to stand at the Pavilion’s entrance.

However, his legs wobble uncontrollably and he had to lean against the door to stabilize himself.

His face looked exhausted and his lips trembled a bit. He had talked so much he could have sworn he had sprained his tongue.

A severe migraine also wracked his skull because of all the thinking he had to do to come up with that nonsense.

Turning to look inside the Pavilion, he saw that Bai Xiaofung and Zen had their eyes close while sitting around the table.

Xi Shen cursed them in his heart for making him go through this, and he cursed himself as well for allowing himself to be swayed by Zen’s sincerity.

Sighing to himself, Xi Shen said, “What the hell? Did all that nonsense actually do something for them?”

Xi Shen looked at the two once again, before he shook his head and turn away.

His throat was parched so he took out a wine gourd and popped the cork.