Having once created two ninth-level moves of his own and fought on even terms with Cosmic Gods, Dongbo Xueying had already made a decision regarding his path of cultivation after focusing his senses on the profound mysteries of the World Heart Continent's laws and rules.
"From what my mother said, the fetus in her womb is innately rather weak?" Dongbo Xueying sighed inwardly. "I never imagined that, despite the life force of this fetus being comparable to that of a World Deity, it would still be considered weak? Moreover, my mother holds a very low position in this manor, and her own strength is also feeble. Her horizons should not be very broad. If even she says the fetus in her womb is weak, then it must truly be very weak."
"Mm."
"This marquis's manor actually prepares for every fetus..."