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When he felt the air brush against his throat, a chill coursed through the Tailor. He couldn’t help but blurt, “Have you perhaps transcended the Path of Heaven’s Ascension and stepped onto the path of immortals?”
“Immortals?” The spearwoman thought for a moment. “An empty, meaningless title, that’s all. If there are immortals in this world, then I’m a mover of mountains.”
“A mover of mountains…?” the Tailor murmured, then stiffened as he realized the implications.
The character “immortal” combined the characters for “human” and “mountain.”
If you removed the “mountain,” all that was left was an ordinary mortal!
The Tailor suddenly recalled something the Temple Master had said a long time ago: “Even if there are immortals, they dare not come to the human realm. If they try it, I’ll cut them down here in the human realm!”
“You’ve already lost, so take me to see your true body,” the spearwoman said directly.
The Tailor’s expression shifted erratically. “Dare I ask what you wish to see my true body for?”
There was no grudge between them, yet this mysterious, terrifying spearwoman had set her sights on him. This left the Tailor speechless. No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn’t...
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