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... tumn leaves, a gentle breeze rustling the branches.
Lan Mulian led Bai Ruoxi and Wei Mengrou to a grand, ancient palace, a massive platform before it, flanked by pink peach blossoms in full bloom, their beauty defying the approaching winter.
“Please wait here for a while. The trials on the nine peaks should be over in about half a day,” Lan Mulian said.
“What about him?” Wei Mengrou asked casually.
“Young Master Mu’s cultivation is average, but he’s quite clever. ...
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