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After a while, the leader of the Qianyuan Sword Sect spoke up, "Since Ye Wudao is unwilling to serve as bait, how about sending Yao’er to take on this important task?"

"Senior sister?" The Lord of Zhenhai Palace looked at her in shock. Peering through the clouds, he saw her gentle yet determined face. The doubts in his heart gave way to resignation as he said, "I will obey the sect master’s orders."

The others exchanged glances, then bowed in unison, "We will follo ...

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