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... nhua Sect lodged at the foot of Dangyun Peak. Although it was already the Human Hour, high lanterns were lit everywhere, illuminating the rows of houses so brightly that it resembled daytime.

In the main hall of the manor, five entry-level disciples from the Guangyuan Sect who had come to attend the Dharma Assembly at Cangwu Mountain were gathered.

The senior disciple, Wen Jun, sat at the head seat. He had a refined appearance, with a beard reaching his chest, exuding the demeano ...

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