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... ary people, or to normal cultivators. But to him, this old beggar appeared entirely different.
Donning a purple robe with complex Taoist patterns, a jade hairpin with a carved flying dragon, and a gold crown etched with stars, this old fellow’s true form was far more flamboyant than his outward sloppy appearance.
Hardly anyone could see through him, and the roast chicken in his hand was not simply that. The spiritual qi contained within had transformed into substance, all of whic ...
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