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Reincarnated As A Baby? My Cry Is A Dragon Roar!

Reincarnated as a baby who was in his mother's womb for a hundred years, the moment Lin Xuan was born, the whole world was shocked. When he took his first breath, he gathered all the purple qi from 30,000 miles east. He was dubbed the Saint Child by others. When he let out his first cry, it helped all of the cultivators around him break through their limits. When he first opened his eyes, his parents mastered the Divine Eyes technique. When he first moved his fingers, he tore open a crack in space. It was the Devastating Finger. When he took his first step, cracks formed on the crust of the earth. It was the Chaotic Eight Steps. When he first spoke, first ate, and first showered… His Ancestor praised, “He’s the pride of our family.” The Holy Maiden argued, “He’s mine!” The Empress announced, “I’m willing to wait until he’s an adult!” Buddda’s apprentice cursed, “Why am I meditating here? I can break through just by being close to him!” By the time the baby grew into a child, he was already invincible.

Northern Wind Sword · Oriental
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505 Chs

Opening the Letter

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

"Does Xuan'er know?" Lin Qingtian asked in confusion.

Lin Xuan nodded, "I know a little."

The paper used to write this letter was made of a material Lin Xuan had never seen before. It seemed to be light in his hand. Golden powder was scattered on the paper, and it looked a little luxurious.

It was as if a spiritual qi had come down from this letter. When he held it in his hand, there was a faint spiritual qi fluctuation. The energy was not huge, but it was very ingenious.

Lin Xuan was a little curious. He did not immediately open it and instead observed it carefully for a while.

Suddenly, he looked up and discovered that the ancestors in the meeting hall were looking at him with anticipation.

Seeing Lin Xuan raise his head, they immediately shifted their gazes away in all seriousness and pretended to talk to each other seriously. However, their gazes were always secretly looking at the letter in Lin Xuan's hand.