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[Name: Yunlong]

[Age: 6 years old]

[Title: Reincarnator]

[Level: 29]

[Martial Soul: 1. Golden-Threaded Handkerchief, 2. Darkness Flame Dragon, 3. Golden Saint Dragon]

[GTH Skills: Fluidity, Golden Cutting Threads]

[Innate Skills: Sharingan, White Light Grace, Mortal Sin: Gluttony]

[Active Skills: Serene Sword Arts(M), Throwing Art(M), Shadow Flash Steps(C), Rumbling Iron Fist(M), Tri-Thunder Sun(B)]

[Passive Skills: Cooking(C), Vajra ...

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His fingertips skimmed along my inner wrist.