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... ing face. Her breathing was calm, almost too serene, as faint ripples of spiritual light shimmered around her body.
The glow pulsed gently, like waves brushing against the shore, filling the chamber with warmth and a strange kind of holiness.
Wei Ji’s brows furrowed slightly.
Even as he watched, he could feel the force of her energy spreading through the air — thick, rich, and impossibly refined.
He leaned forward, whispering to himself, "This woman... her spiritu ...
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