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... felt as if her heart were bleeding. Cultivating a Condensed Snow Pill really wasn’t an easy task!
She had cultivated only seventeen Condensed Snow seedlings when she had her epiphany, and now one was wasted just like that.
“Chirp~” Mengmeng sniffed the air, seemingly rather intoxicated, then let out a joyful chirp beside Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan sighed, took out a jade bottle of average quality from her pocket, and filled it with the juice of the Chimebell grass that wa ...
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