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... -Throwing Senior Immortal; as one of the few close guy friends that Wang Ling had in the cultivation circle, he had seen through Wang Ling's lurking behind the scenes. Of course, apart from Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, all these people in the group chat were also kind of Wang Ling's friends in the cultivation circle, though few of them had actually seen him before.


The year that Wang Ling had turned ten, Cailian Zhenren had been lucky to have seen him once, but she didn't know t ...

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