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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 333- The Baby With A Strong Will

The baby was almost charred black, having been burned by the fire.

The old man quickly placed a hand on the baby’s chest to check if it was alive, but from the looks of it, there was no way it could have survived those flames.

Just before the old man could examine the baby, a piercing whistle came from the horizon and a silver streak quickly approach the village.

Seeing the old man in the air, the silver streak turned and headed for the old man.

Coming to a stop in front of the old man, the silver light faded away to reveal a young man in white robes with a long sword on his back. He looked like a heroic youth of the younger generation.

Sensing the fluctuation from this youth, the old man guessed he was in the late stage of the Foundation Realm.

Judging by his looks, he was no more than eighteen.