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A purple-robed man ran out shortly after Liu Wuxie entered the Martial Hall.
“Did you really see Liu Wuxie enter the Martial Hall with your own eyes?” an elder inquired, gazing at the clouds from a solitary peak on the Treasure Pill Peak. A purple-robed man had just hurried over from the Martial Hall to deliver the news.
“I witnessed it with my own eyes. After making arrangements for his companions, he entered the seventh level himself and should’ve started his training by now.” The purple-robe man bowed like a servant with two hands before his chest.
“Which mode did he pick?” This was the old man’s primary concern.
“Deathmatch!” the purple-robed youth replied. He had specifically checked the chamber after Liu Wuxie had entered it. Green indicated simulation combat, red indicated deathmatch, and the gate to Liu Wuxie’s chamber was displayed in red.
“This is your reward. Keep a close eye on him.” The old man took a porcelain bottle from his bosom and tossed it to the youth’s feet. The latter excitedly picked up.
“Thank you, Elder Qing Mu!” The youth picked up the porcelain bottle and...
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