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... ack to the Nethermoon sect, he barely slept and kept jolting at every other shadow of the tree that suddenly moved in the wind. The paranoia was tiring, but he couldn’t do anything about it – the moment he realized something was wrong with the mission, there was no finding peace.
If this was his first life, he probably would’ve started to take medicine against anxiety disorder, but in this world, filled with superhumans, or rather – cultivators, it was impossible to tell whether he was a ...
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