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... , the east was already showing a bit of faint light. Although he hadn’t slept all night, Zhong Lin felt no sleepiness, quite the contrary, he was exceptionally excited.
Xuanbing flower, ten-thousand-year-old ice marrow, "Spiritual Cold Sword Scripture"... These are the harvests of tonight, truly immense.
In the room, Zhong Lin sat cross-legged, circulating his inner breath toward the position of the Yin Bai acupoint. Moments later, with a clear sound, it felt as if the inner brea ...
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