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... Jiang Yi walked out of the Doufa Pavilion, the sky had grown completely dark.
Heavy clouds pressed down on the eaves. The north wind blew fiercely, and pellets of snow rustled down, pattering against the roof tiles.
Before long, He the Venerable arrived in a hurry with Yang Xun in tow.
Seeing the two of them, Jiang Yi, who was carrying the Yuan Containing Pill, felt his heart relax. A sense of security washed over him.
’It was like being an accountant carrying pub ...
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