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... y confident.


Who dared to bother me, Master Zhou, a Spiritual Weed with Mystical Core Realm cultivation.


If you have strength, you should be a little wild.


However, Zhou Ye told himself that as a weed, he had to keep a low profile.


Once you meet a creature whose cultivation is a little bit higher than yours, you’ll be a younger brother, and you’ll be easily beaten up.


If you want your life to be free, then you can’t just give up.


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