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As Zhao Changhe climbed the steps, he looked around with great interest at the scenery of Wushan.
The transition from winter to spring, coupled with the change in geography, made it feel like the majestic and towering mountains of Kunlun had given way to verdant landscapes. The ice and snow were gone, replaced by lush greenery and the fresh scent of spring rain. The chirping of birds and the blooming of flowers made it feel like he had entered another secret realm.
It was a fascinating experience.
Unfortunately, his literary knowledge was inconsistent. Occasionally, he could come up with some brilliant lines, but when faced with such poetic scenery, he could only recall a few famous lines, but those did not quite fit the mood.
No body of water can compare to the vast sea, and no clouds can compare with the clouds of Wushan[1] But Cult Leader Xue resides here, so would that really be appropriate?
Or perhaps, Wushan is high, Wushan is low, in the evening rain, the lover does not return, and the room left empty[2].
Cult Leader Xue would probably hit him if he heard that, wondering who was being left alone in an empty room.
Come to think of it, the entire Blood God Cult seems disinterested in women. They seem like...
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