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... desolate village ancient temple.
Inside the house, a bonfire was blazing, the firewood burning fiercely, illuminating the temple hall that had been abandoned for who knows how many years.
The kettle hanging over the bonfire was “gurgling” with steam, and a faint scent of tea wafted through the air.
Wang Chen, his hands forming a spell, drew a cluster of boiling water from the kettle.
The next moment, this cluster of water divided into two parts, falling into two ...
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