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Unsealing: Omnipotent Father

Warning, the author of this book is a; -An uneducated person that graduated only in high school and has poor English skills. -Learned his while watching anime, reading novels and manga. -Is a father that's trying to earn money from working while also doing some part-time jobs. Thanks for your understanding. ___________ Discord Link: https://discord.gg/597UzYw ___________ For donation: ko-fi.com/omnipotentdad patreon.com/omnipotentdad ty~ ty~ ___________ Mo Xie, someone that had reached the peak on the Realm that which he lord over, Alchemy? Smithing? Cultivation? Weapon Master? Inscription? Name it and he would definitely have vast knowledge about that, with the life of a supreme expert which he believes to be the peak, his life that had already reached thousands of years, ended... Ehhh? How? well, something stupid, you just have to read it. But with a twist of fate, he was reincarnated, into an all-powerful, supreme, and useless mortal. "WHAT?!" Crippled Cultivation, 'a' Soul Sea that is destroyed, and physique that can only possess Mortality (Well, that is until he can cultivate again of course.) But how can he, Mo Xie stand to become someone useless after being someone supreme? With all the knowledge he had accumulated through billions of years, he'll fight his way, to become the greatest... FATHER!? -Will be uploading a new version in Mangatoon

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Parting.

The morning quickly came, as cultivators, Mo Xie, Shang Ting, and Tanya didn't need to sleep and had just cultivated throughout the night.

The group arrived at midnight and immediately rested.

As Mo Xie headed out of the Ouyang Clan, he was greeted by his Mo Family's disciple and Aiqing and Vielka.

"You need more money?" Mo Xie asked.

Aiqing smiled: "Father, we need to talk about something."

"Hmmm?" Mo Xie couldn't help but be confused, Aiqing's tone is rather serious, and this is the first time that it had happened since she was born.

"What is it?"

Aiqing chuckled: "Father, what age do you think I am at now?"

Hearing this, Mo Xie frowned deeper, because... normally, the age for a cultivator to go carve their own path is at 14, and those sheltered ones without a future never leave their nest.

This is something even Mo Xie believed himself.

Aiqing smiled: "As I thought, father really is wise."