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... ved a message from Mei Zuochen yesterday. Today at noon, after finishing his cultivation, he waited by the door.
As he approached the city gate, Chen Qing saw a particularly unruly Foundation Establishment sword cultivator in the tavern ahead, singing while plucking his sword.
He raised a wine jug high, the wine cascading into his mouth like a waterfall.
“I have idly practiced swordsmanship for sixty years, drinking without slaughtering demons or monsters.”
“Today ...
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