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... ful Human Race who wiped out the Heavenly Demon and its Cultivation with one stroke called it that, there was no choice but to endure it. But it definitely can’t stand this guy in front of it calling it by that name.

“Jun Yan? A good name.”

Feng Qing’an nodded in satisfaction,

“In that case, I’ll call you Mr. Bai from now on!”

[Eighth Soul Contract: Jun Yan]

[Race: Heavenly Demon White Tiger]

[Attributes: Heaven, Demon, Divine, Spirit, Beast]

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