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After Zhu Long spat out the eight blood beads, it turned drowsy and fell beside Fang Chen. Its eyes were tightly shut, and its face was pale. Its little claws occasionally twitched. The breath it exhaled formed a layer of frost on the ground.
At the same time, a flying sword came from afar. It circled around Fang Chen, appearing quite excited.
Mirror of the Universe asked, "Junior, where have you been for the past two years?"
Little Sword replied, "None of your business. I was just out scouting for Little Chen."
"I could figure that out even without you telling me."
"Then go ahead and figure it out."
"Hmph. No spirits stones, no business."
"Enough with the nonsense. Is Little Chen about to restore his cultivation? His aura seems to be at the Foundation Building Realm."
"If all goes well, he'll indeed recover his cultivation. He might even directly condense his Nascent Soul."
"That's great!"
"Good my ass! Without...



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