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... Poisons Cult, Tianzhu Peak.
In the closed-door cultivation chamber, waves of subtle fragrance wafted through the air.
On the ink-black jade couch, Nangong Milí, draped in a luxurious purple silk robe, gazed weakly and palely at the infant in her arms.
The newborn was fair and tender, its flesh aglow with iridescence, emanating strands of fragrance that filled the entire chamber with a sweet aroma.
“Eeya~ Eeya~”
The infant didn’t cry or fuss, its large eye ...
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