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... fall. The winds roared, signalling the approach of storm.
In these turbulent weather, Lucian sat cross-legged atop a small hill, meditating in the small island.
This was a nameless island without any human presence, only some low-level Spiritual Beasts roamed its shores and forests.
Lucian chose this place because here he could safely transcend his tribulations.
The Azure Sword Sect was now too populated, and with so many eyes observing every move, a Nascent Soul ...
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