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... s, gazing into the distance as a gentle breeze swept by, causing the myriad trees to bow.
Yet from the tone of his voice, it seemed not so much a lament as it was a thick undercurrent of smug delight.
Moo~ Moo~
Beside him sat a horn-broken black bull—not standing, but sitting upright on its haunches, back as straight as a rod.
The youth was Chen Xun, who had crossed over to this world a year ago. It was a vast and boundless realm, teeming with cultivators who coul ...
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