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... by day, month after month.
One year, two years, three years...
There is no calendar in the mountains, and the cold ends without knowing the year.
As Ye Chen cultivated in seclusion, time hurried by, and the seasons cycled, passing unnoticed. Twelve years had elapsed in the world.
Twelve years might not seem long, but neither is it short. It’s a long time for mortals, but for cultivators whose lifespans run into hundreds or thousands of years, it’s just a brief per ...
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