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Follow the path of Dao from infancy

A new work from the author of 'Astral Pet Store', welcome to enjoy it! ———— In chaotic times, one seeks survival; in prosperous times, one seeks fame. Despite being weathered by the vicissitudes of life, the Great Yu Dynasty still found itself in an era of prosperity. In the northwest, a youth trekked nine thousand miles on foot, slaying the Great Demon alone to compete for a lifetime of glory. In Long Lake, an unmatched Grandmaster hurried to the mortal realm to establish a sect, leaving his name to be revered for a hundred generations. In the imperial capital, a saintly figure spread his teachings far and wide, with followers throughout Qingzhou, his legacy lasting forever. Yet within Qingzhou City, in the compound of a family with a long military heritage, there was a child who never engaged in serious pursuits, instead spending his days playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither. Years later— …… When the sword rose, dragon smoke stretched for three thousand miles, and a single strike wiped out the cities of nine provinces! Among all the laws of the world, only I, have entered the path. …… 【Light-Hearted Humor】【Martial Path Panel】【Art Master】【Scheming】

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Chapter 3 Strange Rules

Li Hao had previously passed through the Fengshan Menghe River at Tan Palace, but his body underwent no changes, and the river was merely inhabited by villagers who appeared normal but were actually long dead. All he needed to do was to deliver their souls to salvation to destroy the Mo River.

But now, he was regressing to a younger age?

No wonder he had felt his strength disappearing, as if it was being stripped away.

Was this the peculiarity of a Mo River of this level?

Li Hao was somewhat startled. As his mind raced with thoughts, he suddenly felt sleepy; he could not hold on and fell into a deep slumber.

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When Li Hao woke up again, he saw his own tender and soft hands and feet, lying on an unfamiliar bed with a soft little blanket covering him.

He was dressed in a bellyband, looking to be a few months old rather than a newborn.