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... e could dissuade him. Though he didn’t leave out of guilt, like many in our clan believed.”

“Then why did he?”

Xia Cangfu smiled wryly before responding.”Like I said, our ancestor’s passion for cultivation arts stood out, even in a place like this,” he continued.

“When he lost his cultivation base, instead of feeling dejected, he was excited.”

“Excited?” Yang Qing asked, raising a brow at the statement. Who would be excited about losing their cultivation base?

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