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... ike a fiery orb bursting through the clouds, painting the eastern sky gold.
Beneath the mist, the forest leaves were lush, like emerald jade dripping with dew.
This place was as beautiful as a fairyland, filled with spirituality; at this moment, inside a grass hut on the hillside, a disheveled young man was waking up from his sleep.
Ning Daoran had transmigrated to the Cultivation World just two and a half years ago. The good news was he was still alive; the bad news was ...
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