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... a Daoist figure was sitting in meditation.
Just as he was about to apologize and retreat, the rosy clouds and ethereal mist within the cave seemed to breathe, suddenly withdrawing back into the Immortal Pond.
This allowed Tao Qian to see the corpse seated in the pool waters.
It was unexpectedly a female cultivator. She possessed a delicate and pretty face, eyes tightly shut, naked, with her jet-black hair cascading down, her skin white as snow. If it weren't for Tao Qian ...
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