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Wu Han sat cross-legged in the hut built over a pond inside the Wu Clan estate. Fish swam in the water below, but every one of them instinctively kept its distance, circling away from the aura he exuded.
What was he doing? Cultivating? Hardly.
After engraving runes into his body, meditation was no longer necessary. His qi supply now absorbed and refined itself automatically, a continuous cycle that needed no conscious effort. At his current rate, he estimated he would reach ...
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