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"Lingjun, stop playing in the mud. It's time for your cultivation."
"Grandpa, I'm not playing in the mud!"
Qu Hancheng sighed and pulled the dirt-covered Qu Lingjun away from the basin. As he looked down, a faint aroma, fragrant yet tinged with burnt residue, drifted into his nose.
“Are these medicinal dregs?” he asked.
“No, these are no ordinary medicinal dregs!” Qu Lingjun grinned with pride. “They are the remnants that exist on the fine line between failure and success.”
"Hmm?"
"Never mind, Grandpa, you're too old to understand this."
"Tsk, you little rascal. Go wash up."
Qu Lingjun scampered off to clean himself. Left alone, Qu Hancheng gazed at the darkening sky, his eyes lingering on the ruins of Dahe Market’s inner city.
The place had once been a thriving center, yet now it was nothing more than a ghost city. Within those ruins, his family line had been wiped out; his son, his daughter-in-law, and even his two grandsons without spirit roots had all perished inside.
"Dexian, rest in peace! I will make sure Lingjun grows into a powerful cultivator."
With firm resolve, Qu Hancheng retrieved two jade bottles from his storage pouch. The first contained low-grade Jade Essence pills, back when he had served in the Poshan Gang and purchased them at an internal discount. These pills were highly suited for Lingjun’s current cultivation. The second contained qi-nourishing pills, a recent acquisition from the southern outer district's black market, bought at an exorbitant price. They were produced by the Medicine King Sect,...
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