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... s old and had still not uttered a single word.
“Maybe he is thoughtful,” Wu Yunmei said, one autumn morning as she watched their son quietly building with wooden blocks in the corner of their sitting room.
The blocks had simple dream-script characters carved into them to help teach children the fundamentals of dream cultivation theory. Most toddlers his age would be babbling nonsensical sounds while attempting to make the blocks glow with their developing dream qi. Yue Tian merel ...
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