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After leaving his room, Li Guanqi leaned on the railing by the staircase and looked down. The diversity of the crowd below amazed him. He’d never imagined a place where humans, demons, and ghosts could live together.
The Hell Rivers really were a strange place.
The busboys of the guesthouse were all ghost cultivators.
When Li Guanqi saw a ghost cultivator making a payment, he noticed the man wasn’t using spirit stones, but a black, thumb-sized crystal. Li Guanqi inspected it with his divine consciousness and found that it contained pure yin hell force.
The ghost cultivator had a decent cultivation level, so when he sensed Li Guanqi’s aura, he looked up and smiled. Damn it, why’s this guy staring at me? I haven’t...
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