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... left Ink Cloud City.
Ten cultivators from the Profound Wind Tribe, the old butler Qiu Yin, along with Mo Xingzhi and the cultivator he always had with him, a huge crowd set out.
Mo Xingzhi looked displeased, because his cousin had joined the group too, holding a Compass looking all serious.
"Why didn’t you just stay at the tavern and sleep well, why follow us?"
His cousin fiddled with the Compass and said, "I know this thing better than you all. If I don’t go wit ...
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