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... n Minghe!
The tablet fell silent at Li Yanchu’s words.
The young Daoist’s eyes radiated cold killing intent, his expression icy. He did not seem to be joking.
“Immortal Master, why would I ever deceive you?” the tablet said with a smile.
“That Golden-Winged Roc is proud and haughty; it may have appointed me, a mere human cultivator, to guard for it! Daoist, you must understand the struggles of wandering cultivators like us. Surviving itself is a blessing, what honor o ...
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