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There was an old spiritual master with the demeanor of a transcendent being from the talismanic branch.
There was Cloudtop City's Xu Xingjiu who had been struck by a saber.
There was Zhao Qingwan who had launched a knife strike but failed to achieve her goal.
There was also a young man who appeared very redundant, dressed in azure and carrying a large bamboo bookcase on his back.
"Why does Shopkeeper insist on getting involved in this troublesome matter instead of peacefully looking after your business?" Huan Yun asked. "Knowing to quit while you're ahead, leave after you've reaped benefits, and to make money in peace is the proper way."
Wu Qun had relied on a black Dao robe to recognize this person, so Huan Yun was naturally able to recognize him as well.
It wasn't that Chen Ping'an wasn't careful enough, but rather that the mountain-refining great demon had used a very unexpected strategy, directly instructing the divine maiden in white and the deity in green to unfurl the mountain and water picture scroll and reveal its contents to all of the people who were visiting the mountain to look for treasures.
Of course, Huan Yun was only guessing the identity of this young man, speculating that he was the vagrant cultivator and wandering merchant who had set up a stall to sell talismans at Cloudtop City. After all, of all the people visiting the mountain, the only person who presumably knew his status and still dared to step forward and save that person was most likely the strange and cagey old man wearing a black robe. Only he possessed the courage and ability.
Once cultivators in the mountains had their suspicions, whether or not their suspicions were true would no longer be very important.
Chen Ping'an smiled and replied, "Vagrant cultivators from the mountains and marshes... Doesn't...
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