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Chapter 130: Seeds of Fortune
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... o Elder Ming’s house, the first rays of sunlight just beginning to peek over the horizon. My legs felt like they were made of lead, and my eyes… well, if I had to guess, they probably looked as tired as I felt.
But I didn’t care.
Every single batch of herbs in my garden had at least one or two miscolored hybrids. Now, even as exhaustion gnawed at the edges of my consciousness, the thrill of my discoveries kept me going.
As I approached, I spotted Elder Ming already seated ...
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