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As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Li Che had transmigrated and, after living nineteen ordinary years, he opted to accept his fate, marrying and having children, striving to support his family. But the moment his daughter was born.... Through his daughter, he rose in status, and his life was no longer ordinary. ... With his daughter’s safe birth, you gained a Dao Fruit, "Immortal Artisan". When his daughter turned one, safe and sound, you gained the Dao Fruit "Dragon Elephant Vajra". At his daughter's age of two, free from illness and disaster, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Pure Heart". By the time his daughter was three, lively and clever, he gained a Dao Fruit, "Chess Saint". His daughter was four, five, six years old.... ... Li Che discovered that with each passing year of his daughter’s age, he could condense a Dao Fruit to enhance himself. From then on, Li Che harbored a simple and unpretentious wish. A Dao Fruit a year, quietly safeguarding longevity. As a father, he only wished... Starting from the warmth of his wife and child by the hearth, to peacefully protect his daughter's immortality. Silently condensing countless Dao Fruits. Henceforth cultivating his spirit, invincible between heaven and earth.

Li Hongtian · Oriental
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349 Chs

Chapter 92: The Strong Just Need to Overwhelm, Your Grandpa Bull Demon Comes to Kill [Seeking Monthly Ticket!]_3

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Hiss, hiss, hiss...

Unceasingly drawing closer to Xu You.

Xu You felt his heart being clenched by an invisible hand.

He even faintly perceived, as if he saw an ancient and dilapidated temple that had burst through green bricks, sprouting forth, within which resided a Spirit Baby raging in extreme fury, its wide eyes bulging, and suddenly a vertical eye on its forehead snapped open, with the Spirit Baby's mouth following suit, emitting a silent screech!

Thereafter.

Countless Divinities, like snakes, burrowed into Xu You's body.

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Thud——

Thud——

The ancient bell sounds, like the ancient temple's evening bell struck after three thousand years of tides rising and falling.

The torrents of time, the dust of years, all frothed in the sound of the bell.

A figure with a hunched back, wearing a cat face mask and carrying an unremarkable Ram Horn Hammer at his waist, gracefully leaped over the tall walls of Fei Lei City.