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... at reserved. She stood up and called out, "Master!"
Wang Xiu nodded. "Sit."
The still-unfamiliar master and disciple sat down at the stone table. Yan Ji comfortably sprawled across Wang Xiu's lap, squinting as she enjoyed his right hand stroking her fur.
Wang Xiu got straight to the point, tossing over a jade slip. "This contains some foundational techniques and simple spells from the various branches of our Sanqing Immortal Sect."
Wang Lianshan carefully caught i ...
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