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... ciples who wish to pluck the Nine Apertures Golden Fruit left by our ancestor master?”
Cultivator Baimei asked again.
Many Foundation-building cultivators turned their eyes to the youth in blue clothes below the main seat.
For a moment, no one dared to step forward first.
Even though it represented a hope of forming a Golden Core.
“Senior Brother, let me have it.”
Jiang Ding stood up and walked onto the platform, asking Cultivator Baimei. freeweɓn ...
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