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... sure-loaded Taoist Lord’s disciple.

She was obsessed with that. The Treasure-loaded Taoist Lord, Zhang Hanyang, was her savior. His books helped stimulated her bloodline of the Demon Shadow Clan, which brought her a qualitative leap in her cultivation.

Chu Qingyi had come to him three times. She cherished the success she gained today.

“This is our Master, Ma’am, Zhao Feng, Master’s first disciple. That’s Master’s good buddy, Chen Changqing. His Taoist title is Emperor Qing and ...

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