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... pa Ba guarded the herb garden in the Dao-Seeking Sect as usual. Splitting off a clone, he sat across from himself and played a game of chess.
“Grandpa Ba.” A familiar voice streamed into his ears.
“Little Lu? It’s so late. What brings you to the herb garden?”
Cultivators’ activities weren’t bound by day or night, but most disciples rarely visited the herb garden at night.
Lu Yang looked somewhat embarrassed. “I was wondering, do you have any particularly precious. ...
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