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... ded and asked with concern.
Qing Jianzi forced a bitter smile: "How could it be? I can’t feel a trace of inner strength, so it seems that my cultivation is wasted."
Fang Lin fell silent, for indeed Qing Jianzi’s cultivation was wasted. It would be difficult for any martial artist to accept having their cultivation destroyed.
"I’m sorry, I’m powerless to help," Fang Lin said, his tone carrying an apology, tinged with a hint of sorrow.
If Fang Lin possessed the cult ...
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