After Ning Fan left the Southern Medicine Temple with Old Wu, they found the nearest teleportation formation in the relay station and directly teleported to an extremely lively place in the north of Liu Li City – the slave market.
The people of Da Bei maintained the slavery system. Slaves were usually criminals who could be brought to the market to be traded.
The status of a slave was even lower than that of an external cultivator. Ning Fan had seen the strict hierarchy of the people of Great Bei. Thus, he was not surprised that the slave market in this place was flourishing.
The reason he had come here was because this was the place where Duo Lan was looking for a place to stay.
Generally speaking, most of the participants who came to Liuli City to participate in the second round would stay in the guest houses specially prepared by Liuli City. Of course, there were also a few who preferred to travel alone and settled down in Liuli City, but this was also within the tacit approval of Liuli City.
Duo Lan did not choose to stay in the guest house of Liu Li City. Instead, she chose this place. Ning Fan could vaguely guess the reason behind it. It was most likely related to the trouble that Duo Lan had encountered.
"Chu Lie, sinner Luo Shi, greets Young Master! I didn't expect that Young Lord would also come to Liuli City to watch the second round of the mausoleum seizing. Luo Shi originally thought that with Young Lord's status, he would directly participate in the third round … But this is also good. In Liuli City, there is a matter that requires Young Lord's decision. Young Lord, please help us and Chu Lie! "
"Did something happen to the disciples in Liuli City?"
Being the saintess of Chu Lie was really tiring. The benefits of being a saintess were gone and she could not even cultivate on the Holy Mountain. Yet, she still had to run around for the sake of Chu Lie's lineage. If it was him, he would probably only take care of himself and not care about those unrelated people.
Kindness actually existed in this woman's bones. It was different from the words of those Buddhas. This kind of kindness that came from the heart was closer to the Buddhist dharma.
Unfortunately, the waters of this Liuli City are too deep. There are plenty of old monsters who can suppress me with just a wave of their hands. Moreover, my identity as an external cultivator is awkward. On the other hand, Duo Lan's identity as the saintess is much easier for her to solve all kinds of problems in this place. It's much better than me coming out personally … Ning Fan thought to himself.
Old Wu who was following Ning Fan cautiously shuddered when he saw Ning Fan bringing him to the slave market.
This malefic star … could it be that this malefic star had given up on him and was going to sell him out?!
He couldn't be blamed. It was rare for the fiend to show kindness and disregard the danger to save him. Yet, he was actually criticizing the fiend behind his back.
What kind of behavior was this?
This was an act of biting the hand that fed them!
This was the behavior of a beast!
Old Wu couldn't help but blame himself. For the first time in his life, he felt sorry for Ning Fan and ashamed
Of course, he was more worried that if Ning Fan really sold him out … then he would suffer a great loss!
Ning Fan was the turning point of his bad luck. Only by following Ning Fan could he cultivate his Dark Luck Cultivation Method to the extreme and touch the limits of the Great Dao. That was why he was reluctant to leave Ning Fan and follow another master whom he did not know at all!
He had also heard that the slaves sold to the Liuli City usually did not have good endings. The female slaves could be ordered around, tortured, rewarded, and played with as they pleased. The male slaves who were good-looking would have the same ending as the female slaves. Those who were not good-looking … would be directly sent to the dark side of the Liuli City — the Blood Martial Arena. They would fight to the death and be entertained by those in power.
Wu Lao Ba touched his big face and thought that he was quite handsome. It would be fine if he were to be sent to the Blood Warrior Arena to fight to the death. However, if some old woman took a fancy to his good looks and bought him home to ravage him, it would be a great insult to his character!
No, I can't let this fiend sell me out!
Thump!
Old Wu knelt down in front of Ning Fan skillfully.
Ning Fan frowned, wondering what this Old Wu is trying to do again. He asked. "What are you doing?! It's absolutely impossible for you to avoid punishment just by kneeling down! Your behavior today is a little too much! The waters of the Liuli City are too deep. I don't care if you cause trouble in other places. Even if there is trouble, you have the ability to settle it. However, this place is different. If something happens again, I don't have the confidence to save you a second time! "
Even though this fiend's tone was cold, every word he said was concerned about him! He was advising him not to cause trouble! He was worried about his safety!
Old Wu could not help but feel a little pleased. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Ning Fan was actually a kind and humane person despite his usual coldness. He was truly a good master that was hard to come by. Feeling guilty, he became even more reluctant to leave Ning Fan. His beady eyes rolled around and he put on a pitiful expression and pleaded.
"If Master wants to punish Little Eight, Little Eight will definitely not complain. However, I hope that Master will not sell Little Eight to other people as a slave no matter what. Little Eight will be Master's servant in life and Master's ghost in death. My loyalty will never change. The sun and moon can be my witness. I will never be willing to be sold to other masters. Little Eight … Little Eight can't do that …"
"Serve people with looks? You? "Ning Fan was stunned. Then, he stared at Old Wu speechlessly.
With his appearance, if he really becomes a slave, he probably won't have the chance to serve people with looks. He will be directly sent to the Blood Warrior Arena to die.
The waters of the Blood Warrior Arena were also very deep. According to the information given by the three prodigies of the Sea Sorcerer Clan, there seemed to be Immortal Venerables who had died in battle in that arena. Of course, it was something that happened a long time ago …
The nature of the Blood Warrior Ranking Battle was different from the second round of the mausoleum seizing battle. Ning Fan was determined to get the spring water of the South Sea. As for the Innate Soul Nourishing Spiritual Medicine in the Blood Warrior Arena, he would take it if he could. If he couldn't, he would retreat unscathed. After all, the Great Despicable Clan had a vast territory and abundant resources. He could also find clues about the Innate Soul Nourishing Spiritual Medicine in other places. It was not worth the risk …
Seeing that Ning Fan seemed to be thinking about something, Old Wu's heart quivered. He thought that Ning Fan was really thinking about selling him. Instantly, he felt a little anxious.
Being anxious, he actually shouted loudly, unlike his usual self. "Fiend, even if you want to sell me, you should wait until I have returned the favor. Even though I, Old Wu, have a bad character, I never owe anyone a favor. Since you have saved me once, I must return the favor!"
Some passersby who did not know the truth immediately pointed their fingers in that direction. Tsk, tsk, tsk. A handsome young man and an ugly old man's love and hatred. This kind of Long Yang drama with a huge change in appearance was rarely seen even in Liuli City, where male culture was flourishing. It was really interesting.
Even though the voices of those discussions were not loud, how could Ning Fan not hear them with his hearing ability? Instantly, his face turned a little pale.
This Old Wu really knows how to cause trouble for me!
However, it was rare for him to speak like a human. Ning Fan had a whole new level of respect for him. Never owing anyone a favor, huh? That's really Old Wu's character. In the past, the Old Devil had accidentally saved him once. Therefore, he must repay the Old Devil's favor. With his incomparably stubborn character, being able to do this meant that he would definitely return the favor.
At least, saving this person was not in vain.
Don't worry. You and I are master and servant. I won't sell you out. However, you have just scolded me before. Now, you are shouting at me so loudly. Is it really alright?
Ning Fan smiled faintly. Old Wu suddenly felt a chill going straight to his head. Damn it. I forgot the terror of this fiend in a moment of excitement. If there was a day in this fiend's life where he would show some humanity, it would definitely be today! However, the other life of this fiend was absolutely inhumane. He would kill people at the slightest discord!
How dare he talk to this fiend like this!
M-M-M-M-Master, I-I-I-I was wrong I-I-I was wrong I-I-I was wrong
If you are wrong, you will be punished. I will give you some punishment later. For now, stand up, shut your mouth and follow me. Don't cause any more commotion.
Finished speaking, Ning Fan directly walked towards a certain direction in the slave market.
As soon as Ning Fan turned around, Old Wu's mournful and timid face immediately turned into a wretched smile. He stood up and patted his knees before jogging to catch up with Ning Fan. Inwardly, he felt proud of himself. Pretending to be timid in front of the fiend indeed could win the fiend's sympathy. He would never admit that he was really afraid of Ning Fan from the bottom of his heart.
"I'm selling slaves. A hybrid between a human and a devil beast in the Tri-Flame Fire Domain. A half-demon slave for 300 silver coins!"
"A beautiful female puppet with primordial yin is only sold for 800 silver coins!"
"A medicine slave with a water soul is sold for 30 gold coins!"
"A shapeshifted devil beast with a Divine Transformation Realm cultivation base is sold for 100 gold coins!"
The place was filled with all kinds of shouts. There were also the joyful laughter of the buyers and the cries of some slaves.
Occasionally, some slaves who were disobedient would be whipped by their masters.
There were even some female puppets who were stripped clean and displayed in front of the crowd without any dignity at all …
Ning Fan frowned and hurriedly walked past the crowd. He was not interested in the slave market at all. In fact, there were not many cries in this place. Instead, there were more laughter and chatter. There were also a lot of sunlight. However, Ning Fan had a feeling that this place was darker than the Blood Martial Arena.
However, if he were to think about it carefully, he would realize that it was not just Liuli City that had this kind of darkness. The cultivation world also had this kind of dark side.
This was not the atmosphere of the cultivation world that he liked. However, it was the reality that he was powerless to change. In the face of such a reality, Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou could create peace and prosperity in the Zi Dou Immortal Domain with his own strength while he could only barely protect himself in this cultivation world.
"There is nothing in this world that is impossible. It just depends on whether you are willing to do it or not. It's ridiculous for an ordinary young man to try to change the world. However, if it's me, I can truly change everything in this world … Do you have any ideals in your heart? "
While he was smiling bitterly in the crowd, he suddenly thought of Immortal Sovereign Zi Dou's question.
However, it was just a thought. Currently, he was powerless to do anything. He had even exhausted all of his strength to protect the people around him.
When the dark race bullied him, he could not fight back in a dignified manner.
When Great Emperor Lou Tuo of the Great Humble bullied him, he could only fight back a little. He did not dare to go all the way to Great Emperor Lou Tuo's dojo.
What he lacked was not courage but strength …
"That Sense Armor Art is very beneficial for me to improve my strength. Perhaps, I'll have to wait for the Yellow Ox soul of that old man from the Southern Medicine Temple to make a deal with him!"
Green Ox soul, Yellow Ox soul …
Thinking of this, Ning Fan finally had the heart to ask Old Wu about the whole process of his predicament.
Old Wu naturally added details to the story and told Ning Fan about what happened to him today. Originally, he also wanted to hide the matter about the Emperor Jade Set from Ning Fan. However, due to the guilt in his heart, he gritted his teeth and told Ning Fan about it.
It was like this.
Last time, Old Wu accidentally snatched a Twelve Nirvana Postcelestial Magic Treasure from the hands of an unlucky fellow from the Great Humble Clan – the Emperor Jade Luck Crown. In fact, this crown was not a single magic treasure. Instead, it was a set of magic treasures. The set consisted of four parts which were the crown, the armor, the shoes and the sword. The more parts that were worn, the greater the increase in luck. If all of them were worn, it would almost be comparable to a Mid Grade Innate Magic Treasure. It was a magic treasure that was highly recommended by Old Wu's master in his notes. His desire for this treasure was even greater than the World Flooded Bottle.
After all, it was a magic treasure that could improve the strength of the Black Fate Sect! To the cultivators of the Black Fate Sect, once all of them were gathered, it would be a supreme defensive treasure!
After Old Wu obtained the Emperor Jade Luck Crown from the Great Humble Clan, his strength had greatly improved. Naturally, he desired to gather the other three parts of the set.
According to Old Wu's speculation, one of the parts of the set was lost in the Great Humble Clan. It was highly possible that the other parts were in the Great Humble Clan. Thus, he took out the Treasure Seeking Tortoise and searched for it day and night. Unexpectedly, he really found a trace of it from the direction of Liu Li City.
That trace was from the old man from the Southern Medicine Temple. He probably had the second Emperor Jade Luck Set!
"In other words, you provoked that old man for the second Emperor Jade Luck Armor?" Ning Fan asked.
"Yes! If it wasn't because this treasure is too important to us cultivators of the Black Fate Sect, Little Eight wouldn't be so persistent in searching for it. Little Eight can only blame the fact that the waters of Liu Li City are too deep. Little Eight would never have thought that a shabby old man who makes vats would actually be such a terrifying expert. It's funny that Little Eight even inquired about him in advance. That old man's surname is Niu and he doesn't have any background in Liu Li City. He is just a traveling merchant who often appears in various places of the Great Humble Clan. He makes vats for the government temples and he usually does official work. Sometimes, he would also sell some in the markets of various places … "Old Wu rambled and told him the information that he had heard in advance.
He was rather cautious. Before he went to provoke the old man from the Southern Medicine Temple, he had even inquired about a lot of information. Unfortunately, if a Second Level Quasi-Saint has the intention to hide, the information of an ordinary person could be exposed. This Old Wu was really careless because his life had been smooth sailing recently.
"That old man's surname is Niu, right? Moreover, he mentioned the soul of the Green Ox and the soul of the Yellow Ox … I remember Zang Yue mentioning that the reason why she formed a karmic connection with the Hundred Flowers Emperor was because she was severely injured by an Ox Spirit … Back then, she was a Peak Immortal Emperor Realm cultivator. The number of Ox Spirits that could injure her could be counted with one's fingers. Could it be that she was referring to this man … If that's the case, would the Hundred Flowers Emperor be able to rescue Zang Yue from the hands of such a powerful Ox Spirit …?"
What was the Hundred Flowers Emperor's cultivation base? No matter how great her innate talent in the Dao of Formations was, how could she save someone from the hands of a Second Level Quasi-Saint?
Or could it be that the Ox Spirit did not really have the intention to kill Zang Yue and let her go?
Or could it be that the Hundred Flowers Emperor was hiding something else … or maybe it was both of them?
Ning Fan felt a headache coming on. Ever since he entered the Hundred Flowers Peak and arrived at Liuli City, he had already encountered many unexplainable puzzles. Besides, there was also the strange behavior of Xianyu Chun and the strange words of the woman who claimed to be Ah Feng of Xiu Fang … He was not stupid but he did not like to deceive others. It was his first time encountering such a brain-burning situation.
Just as he was pondering, there was suddenly a commotion in front of him. The crowd formed a large circle as if something had happened.
Ning Fan went closer to take a look and his eyes immediately turned cold.
It was a slave who wanted to escape but was whipped by his master in public.
That slave was a burly man with a strong cultivation base at the Early Shedong Void Realm. However, because he was restricted by the Xing Huan, he could only display the cultivation base of the First Step of the Gold Core Realm.
That burly man's body was covered with wounds. Some of them were old and some were new. It was obvious that he had been tortured countless times.
However, his eyes did not have the self-esteem of a slave. Instead, they were filled with anger and unwillingness.
That burly man was wearing the attire of an external cultivator. He was not a mausoleum guardian of the Sacred Mountain but an external cultivator!
This person must be one of the old monsters of the Eastern Sky who entered the Supreme Pill Sacred Region with Ning Fan. According to the passersby, after this person's cultivation base was sealed, he came to Liuli City and seemed to have offended one of the aristocrats here. Then, he was captured and tortured as a slave and sold!
If this person's cultivation base was at its peak, it would be impossible for him to be in such dire straits with the help of the Shedong Void Realm. However, the restrictions of the Xing Huan on external cultivators were too great. As a result, he was powerless to resist when faced with the aristocrats who did not have a high cultivation base and was captured alive!
Old monster Shedong Void Realm was definitely a powerful figure in the Eastern Sky. However, in this place, he was actually treated as a slave and beaten. How could he be willing to accept this?!
"This uncle is so pitiful …" A child by the roadside felt a little reluctant but his parents shook their heads and said.
"Son, you don't have to pity this person. He is just a lowly external cultivator. Moreover, he has offended the Lou Clan which is one of the top ten aristocrats in Liuli City! The aristocrats are existences higher than us commoners, let alone the Ten Noble Families. Don't forget that offending the aristocrats is one of the twelve prohibitions against external cultivators. No one can save him … "
"The Lou Clan is the descendant of the same clan as Emperor Luo Tuo. This person has offended the Lou Clan. Even if he were to be sold, no one would dare to buy him." Some passersby sighed.
"If it's not like this, I would like to spend some money to buy this person and set him free. It can also be considered as doing a good deed …" There was no lack of kind-hearted people. However, no one dared to save this burly man who had committed such a great crime.
"Who told you to run?! How dare you run?! A mere external cultivator slave actually dares to run away from me, Lou Laosan?! I'm not going to sell you anymore. I'm going to beat you to death today and let the people of Liuli City have a taste of my, Lou Laosan's, methods! External cultivators are just pigs and dogs. Killing you is just a small matter! "
A herdsman with a gloomy appearance scolded while waving a whip that was flashing with lightning. He desperately whipped the external cultivator. He seemed to be called Lou Laosan and was a member of the Liuli City's aristocratic Lou Clan.
As for that external cultivator, perhaps it was because his magic power had been exhausted, he could only lie on the ground like a dog and let Lou Laosan beat him. Blood and pus flowed all over the ground, but his eyes were still wide open in anger as he screamed.
"What dogshit aristocracy, what dogshit Lou Clan. I, Li Ying, refuse to accept this! I merely didn't give way to that Lou Clan's young master and he heavily injured me. I was just retaliating. What right do you have to say that I violated the Twelve Prohibitions and not pursue the matter of that Lou Clan's young master injuring me? I refuse to accept this! "
"I am the Eastern Heaven Immortal World's Divine Hero Star Lord. I am the number one of the young generation in Eastern Heaven four million years ago. I am a cultivator, Li Ying, not a dog! What a joke that Lou Clan's young master even poisoned me with the Soul Decaying Absolute Poison. He wanted to use this poison to devour my mind and refine me into a puppet. Haha, don't even think about it! Even if I, Li Ying, die, I will never die with the identity of a slave or a puppet! Even if I die, I will bring you along with me! "
That external cultivator suddenly leaped up from the ground with unknown strength. He broke free from the shackles and pounced towards Lou Laosan.
With his eyes turning red, that external cultivator chose to self-detonate. He chose to use his life to regain the last bit of his dignity!
Ning Fan's eyes flashed with cold light. He flipped his hand, wanting to save him. However, a light palm suddenly landed on his shoulder and pulled hard. A tremendous force directly pulled him back a few steps, making it too late for him to save that external cultivator.
With a loud bang, Li Ying's body exploded into a bloody mess. As for Lou Laosan who was under him, he was also blasted to death!
Fortunately, Li Ying's cultivation base was restricted. Moreover, because his magic power had been exhausted, the power of his self-detonation was extremely limited. It only killed Lou Laosan alone. Otherwise, if the shockwave spread out, countless civilians would have died.
The people who gathered in the area immediately scattered away in fright. The slave market which was originally bustling with noise instantly became so quiet that only Ning Fan, Wu Laosan and the man who had placed his palm on Ning Fan's shoulder were left.
That was a young man who reeked of blood. His strength was quite profound. He had a cultivation base that was Half-Step Immortal Venerable Realm. However, according to Ning Fan's estimation, the strength of that palm was probably even stronger than some First Tribulation Immortal Venerables. This person seemed to have a rather terrifying attainment in the Dao of Body Refinement …
"Because of your interference, two lives have been lost." Ning Fan said coldly. The golden light around his body trembled, directly forcing that man to take a few steps back. He was a little shocked.
According to his information, Ning Fan's cultivation base should have been sealed. How could he have the strength to force me to retreat when I attacked him with all my might? This person doesn't seem to be simple …
The man's eyes were filled with dread. However, after the dread subsided, it was filled with joy that was close to madness.
Not simple is even better! Only the blood of such a person is more qualified to prove his existence! What an excellent prey! My master really did not lie to me!
"You are an external cultivator who also has a strong desire to kill. Would you care about the lives of two mortals? Don't joke around! You should be the same as me. Both of us only pursue extreme killing, right? We are the same kind of people. Therefore, you must die! In the second round of the mausoleum seizing competition, I will wait for you to fight me. Don't disappoint me when the time comes! "
To Ning Fan's words, the man could only give an indifferent answer. His body swayed and turned into a ray of blood light, disappearing on the spot.
It was as if he could slightly ignore the forbidden power of the Great Humble Clan and use some escape techniques! He does have some skills …
At the moment when he left, there was a voice that sounded like a whisper in Ning Fan's ear.
Ning Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold. Then, he slowly closed his eyes. His heart felt a little suffocated and annoyed. There was also a kind of unspeakable anger that could not be vented.
Just like what that man had said, he, Ning Fan, the Great Devil Lord Ning, was also someone who had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Why would he care so much about other people's lives?
Indeed, he did not care about Lou Laosan's life. However, he was angry about Li Ying's self-detonation.
In the past, he only heard that external cultivators lived a difficult life in the Great Humble Clan. However, because of his outstanding strength and the many fortuitous encounters he had, he rarely received unfair treatment because of his identity as an external cultivator.
There was one rare occasion which was during the first round of the mausoleum seizing competition. He managed to resolve the situation with his own means and did not suffer any losses …
However, Li Ying was not as lucky as him. The only way he could resist the people of the Great Humble Clan was by self-detonation …
"Damn it! So what if I'm an external cultivator? Can I be humiliated like a dog by others?! Aren't the people of the Great Humble Clan born with a medicine soul? Why are they superior to others? Why do they have to kill us, external cultivators, like dogs … Damn it! I can't tolerate this! It's fine if they fight openly on the path of cultivation but they actually humiliate others like this. How hateful! "
Old Wu Ba roared loudly. After he finished shouting, his voice suddenly became softer.
"It's all that man's fault for sneaking an attack on me and tying me up with this blood rope. Otherwise, I certainly would have been able to save him in time! Damn it! What the hell is this rope? The more I struggle, the tighter it gets! The person who attacked me doesn't seem to be an Immortal Venerable of the ancient times. I didn't expect him to have such abilities … "
Old Wu Ba's body was actually tied up by a blood rope without him noticing. He was tied up like a dumpling and only managed to break free with great difficulty.
It was also the means of that bloody young man!
"This person is called Li Ying, right? He died because of me." Ning Fan said after a moment of silence.
Old Wu Ba was instantly confused. "Master, why did you do this? Although it's a pity that Li Ying died, it's considered a common thing in the cultivation world. Little Eight vented his anger and cried out for this person. It's enough to repay the kindness of meeting him by chance. Master doesn't need to take responsibility for this person's death."
Ning Fan, however, shook his head. "No. The reason why this person died was actually arranged by someone. It was a show of strength. If I'm not wrong, that person just now wanted to give me a warning with this scene! He told me that external cultivators are just external cultivators. In his eyes, external cultivators are just like pigs and dogs. It's easy for him to kill them! "
Ning Fan did not believe that this was a coincidence. Otherwise, how could that bloody young man appear here coincidentally and point out his name?
That whisper before he left was undoubtedly a provocation!
"My master, Lou Tuo, asked me to take your life in the second round of the mausoleum seizing. You're dead for sure!"
Heh. Is that bloody young man the disciple of Great Emperor Lou Tuo?! If you want to take my life in the second round of the mausoleum seizing, then bring it on!
* Chi *
As Ning Fan waved his sleeve, a ray of purplish black spiritual light suddenly flew out from his sleeve. It turned into a spirit wheel and sucked at the place where the burly outer cultivator self-destructed.
After that, Ning Fan kept the spirit wheel.
"This is … the Ancient Demon Spirit Wheel! What did Master do?! "Old Wu Ba was curious about the Ancient Demon Spirit Wheel even with his experience and experience.
"Nothing. Let's go."
Ning Fan was naturally too lazy to explain to Old Wu Ba. He used the spirit wheel to collect Li Ying's soul.
The death of an immortal was like the dissipation of one's consciousness. It was supposed to be a certain death. However, the Fu Li Spirit Wheel had the miraculous effect of collecting the souls of those cultivators who were unwilling to submit even in death.
If Ning Fan's cultivation base was strong enough one day, he could even use the Fu Li Spirit Wheel to let those cultivators who were unwilling to submit enter the cycle of samsara and reincarnate as Fu Li.
Duo Lan stayed in an old house in the slave market. There was a plaque hanging on the old house with the words' Prison 47 'written in large characters.
In the old mansion, there were some people who were wearing shackles on their hands and legs. When Ning Fan and Old Wu Ba arrived, there were immediately two delicate maidservants who were dragging the shackles on their feet to welcome them.
"Are you the powerful outer cultivator who saved the saintess?! Please accept a bow from me! "
The two maidservants actually shed tears of gratitude. They knelt for a long time and did not get up.
Ning Fan was slightly startled. He nodded and waved his sleeves to help the two maidservants up.
He thought to himself, Duo Lan's explanation of their relationship is that of a benefactor … Well, it's not surprising since the relationship between master and servant cannot be revealed.
These two maidservants who were wearing shackles seemed to have some relation with Duo Lan in terms of their bloodline.
Could they be the disciples of Chu Lie's lineage? Moreover, they are most likely the kind of people who have some degree of kinship …
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