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The crowd froze at Liu Wuxie's question. They had all watched the Memory Talisman only moments ago, and none of them had noticed anything amiss, leaving them to trade equally blank looks.
"Liu Wuxie, are you doubting the authenticity of the Memory Talisman?" Li Hong sneered. The Memory Talisman was genuine, and everything in it looked crystal clear.
"We'll know if it's real or not once we test it," Liu Wuxie said, his smile deepening as he gestured for Li Hong to play the Memory Talisman again.
Right before everyone's eyes, Li Hong played the Memory Talisman once more. His group battled the Golden-Horned Bull, and his companion—running low on true essence—pulled out a pill and prepared to swallow it.
"Hold it right there," Liu Wuxie said, and he waved his hand to pause the Memory Talisman.
"Liu Wuxie, why did you stop it? Is there a problem here?" A middle-aged man asked as he stepped out from the crowd. He was a local cultivator in Mount Dragon City, neither hostile nor friendly toward the Heavenly Dao Society, and curiosity alone had pushed him forward.
"Everyone, look carefully. This person...
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