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... rds that I needed to grow more, I reconsidered my level.

From my perspective, I didn’t seem to be lacking at all.

Originally, I had only accepted Cho’s poison and reached the first poison level. Then, by absorbing Hyang’s poison, I advanced to the second poison level.

Now, I had inadvertently absorbed Cheongwol’s poison, elevating me to the third poison level.

And was this third poison level just any ordinary third poison level?

My three poisons weren’t ju ...

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