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... s pass by like a shuttle.
Peach Blossom Pavilion.
Fang Xi half-reclined under the peach blossom tree, picked up a bottle of wine, and casually poured a mouthful into his mouth.
Petals fell like scattered raindrops in a fine drizzle.
"Eighty-five years old, with a liquid magic power limit of forty-five drops. In about four or five years, I should be able to attempt breaking through to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment..."
"Hmm, taken together, about ...
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