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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 · 玄幻
分數不夠
276 Chs

Chapter 91: Qingshan Ram Horn Sky-breaking Hammer, Discussing Fleeing for Life Your Master Is No Match for Me [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_2

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Fei Lei City.

At the City Lord's Mansion, under the octagonal heavy eaves.

Rain intermingled with wind, the world blurred, distant cold mountains entwined with mist, resembling a landscape painting smeared by splashed ink.

Cao Guang had changed into a clean, splendidly embroidered dress, adorned with gold and silver, standing with his hands behind his back atop the city tower.

His eyes were deep, as if concealing sharp blades.

A figure appeared dimly, with fluctuating breath, a knife hanging at his waist, brewing with immense knife energy. It was Cao Guang's son, Cao Qingyuan.

"Have you found your uncle's body?"

Cao Guang looked through the curtain of rain, speaking faintly.

Cao Qingyuan's face was cold, a flicker of sorrow in his eyes. He shook his head, "We haven't found it. The overnight rain has washed away too many traces, we couldn't find the uncle's body, only pieces of exploded flesh scattered around..."

"Pieces of flesh..."