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... Wan Yi found herself standing in a strange place.
All around her was a gray mist, making it hard to discern the boundaries, but beneath her feet was a small patch of unimaginably fertile black soil, soft and moist, as if a handful could be wrung out to yield oil.
Not far away, a rustic spring was continuously gushing out clear spring water with a "gurgling" sound, steam rising, carrying a sweet aroma intoxicating to the senses.
Is this... the space inside the jade pendan ...
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