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Back For My Daughter

"Dad promises that I will always be there with you, my little baby." It was Ye Qian's promise to his child who was yet to be born. However, fate didn't seem to agree as it took his life in the form of an accident before he could see his little one's face. The promise that was made to his wife and daughter reverberated as he left the world, just two months before the child was born. He died, but his soul transmigrated to another body in a different realm. 5000 years of deliberate cultivation in the heavenly realm as a venerable, helped him to reveal the secrets that could pave way for his return to the mortal world. Finally, he achieved the ultimate power to break through the spatial tear and return to earth. "Don't worry, my baby. Dad is on the way to meet you," He chanted as he confronted the tribulation. Even when earthly suppression depleted his cultivation, he frets not. All he wants is to meet his family and fulfil the word he once gave to his daughter and her mother. Let's accompany Ye Qian on his journey to search for his family and witness his efforts to keep his wife and daughter happy as he helps them to cultivate, for an eternity together. Join Ye Qian on a journey where he struggles against the norms of the world. ______________________________ Note: The story will have 2K + chapters, and all this happens within a time of 1 or 1.5 Years of the story, so the Story is bound to have a very slow pace. Hope you guys enjoy it.

HaoShu · Urbano
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1304 Chs
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Can A Fire Burn A Resurrected (2)

With the temperature above his head rising to a degree where even his clothes and hair had started to burn to a crisp, the Corpse General swiftly looked above his head only to see a fist getting closer with each flash of a moment.

And with just one eye which he had, the dread and fear continued to multiply as the fist draped in fire continued to zoom within his eye.

All these hundreds of years since he had been resurrected by the magical powers of his master, there had been nothing which could make him feel so much fear.

In fact, even when facing his master, he would only feel pressured and not the fear and dread that he was feeling right now when facing this handful of flame.

When he saw the flaming fist at first, he was a bit amused, but not shocked as if this certain magic was not new to him in the least.

But as the fist continued to near him, his face started to contort into that of extreme pain and started to twist in great horror.